It's Monday, during the morning rush at Starbucks, and I'm trying to get some work done while watching the long line of all sorts of people—moms (some sexy, some not so much), business women, teens before school, college kids, and older, retired people—coming in and going out.
All of a sudden, she walks in! Her blonde hair is up in a messy bun, she's approximately five feet, two inches tall, in her late twenties, has a great little body, and is wearing jeans that hug her ass! I have no idea where she's going, but I have to talk to her!
I walk up to her before she orders.
"Hi, my name is Jon. May I buy you a coffee?"
She replies.
"I'm in a rush to get to work as I'm running a few minutes late because my mother-in-law was late to watch my kids."
She orders her coffee, I pay, and we walk over to where you pick it up.
"Since you're late today, can we meet another morning, only a little earlier?"
"Great!"
We make plans for a couple of days later before she leaves and I bid to her.
"Have a great day, and it was good talking to you."
After she leaves, I go back to my table.
My heart has a slight flutter from what has just happened. That was completely out of the ordinary for me as I'm married and, usually, would never walk up to a beautiful woman and start talking to her. Not only that, she's obviously married, too, as her in-laws watch her kids. I don't know her name, but I know she's beautiful, and we're going to meet in a couple of days.
My mind begins to wander...so many questions! What's her name? Where's she from? What made her say yes to meet me again? Is she interested in more than chatting? Am I interested in more than chatting? I guess I'll find out in a couple of days. My mind races throughout the day, but I'm able to calm it and take one hour at a time. Hopefully, I'll have answers to, at least, some of my questions in a couple of days.
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It's Wednesday and time to meet this mysterious woman at Starbucks, again. I get there, first, and grab a table. As she walks in, my heart flutters. She looks beautiful again—her blonde hair is down today, and she's wearing a tight shirt and leggings. Mmm, she looks tasty!
I walk up to her.
"Good morning!"
I'm a hugger, so I reach out and do just that—she's a great hugger. We order our coffees, grab them, and sit down.
I mention.
"I didn't get your name last time."
She immediately replies.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Cori. I remember you introduced yourself as Jon."
"That's right. It's great to meet you, Cori."
"Jon, I only have about fifteen minutes before I have to go to work."
We immediately start to chat and Cori asks a lot of questions.
"Jon, what made you walk up to Monday?"
"Well, first of all, you're beautiful and after that, I have no idea. I was drawn to you, but it isn't a normal thing for me to just walk up to a woman."
"I'm married and usually wouldn't meet up with another guy, either, but something about you intrigued me."
We continue to chat until she has to go to work.
"Cori, may I ask for your phone number?"
"Of course."