It was my birthday so my wife Amber and I decided to just celebrate it together in a romantic dinner. She booked us a table in one of the best hotel and restaurants in town the night before.
"Baby, it's going to be 7:00PM tomorrow," she said, "don't be late, okay?"
"I won't. I'll head there straight away after work," I said.
"Good. Wear something formal and the necktie I just bought you," she smiled at me before she gave me a good night kiss.
She's always so sweet, innocent and gentle. That's what I love about her hence why I married her right away last year just after 6 months of dating. I just knew, when I met her, she will be the one for me. I'd love to sleep and wake up next to this wonderful woman. I'd love her to be the mother of my children. I'd love to come home to see her smile. I love everything about her. Every part of her, from her short wavy blonde hair to her pale white skin, her soft pink lips, her deep blue eyes, her tiny beautiful body, her sweet gentle voice and her simplicity.
"Don't I get an early birthday treat?" I whispered while touching my nose to hers and palms cupping her nice beautiful ass.
She smiled at me looking at my face and said casually, "nope," pulled herself away from me and went to bed.
'Sigh. I guess I'll just have to wait. Oh well,' I thought.
I arrived in the restaurant she booked for us. I didn't realize it's some kind of a jazz resto-bar inside the hotel. The ambiance was great. Chill. There was a woman singing with the band when I got in. A waiter came right in front of me as soon as I arrived.
"Good evening, Sir," he greeted.
"Hi. My wife Amber had a reservation for us tonight," I said.
He confirmed and led me to the counter table in front of the bar which got me wondering.
"I'm sorry, did my wife get us a table, or..?"
"Yes, Sir, she said she's got it," he smiled and left me in the care of the barkeep. I sat in front of the bar. There weren't that many people there. I guess six guests in total.
It was already 7:10PM and I have been waiting for my wife for about 30 minutes now. '10 more minutes, I'll call you,' I thought before I ordered my second whiskey.
My phone rang all of a sudden and it was my wife.
"Baby, I'm so sorry. Something urgent came up I will be very late! I'm so sorry! I have to finish this by tonight!" she cried.
"Hey, calm down. It's okay. I'll wait here, okay?" I said gently. I hate hearing her worried voice, "how long will you be late for?"
"I don't know. I'll let you know. Okay? I will at least try make it before your birthday ends. I'm so sorry, baby. I promised it to you and now I have to break it," I can just hear the sadness in her voice.
"I'll be here waiting all night if I have to," I assured her just so she'd feel better.
There was a bit of silence before she spoke again in her usual soft voice, "I'm sorry. I have to go and try finish things as soon as I can,"
"Sure," I said, "call me later on, okay?"
"I will. I'm so sorry, baby," she apologized before hanging up.
A few minutes after her call, I finished my whiskey and was about to order another when a woman came to sit beside me.
She was about as tiny as my wife except she looked taller because of her high heels. Sexy, beautiful red lips, gray eyes which kind of looked like contacts, short bob black hair and tanned skin. She was wearing a red dress that hugged her waist so perfectly and cupped her smooth breasts which were a bit revealed by her dress. She looked elegantly sexy. Someone you definitely wouldn't miss in the crowd. I couldn't help but get distracted and attracted as she moved slowly getting herself comfortable beside me, hanging her coat on the back of the high chair and putting her black leather purse on the table before she finally sat down.
She looked up at me and said, "Hi," in a soft but very sexy voice matched with her sexy meaningful smile, "is it okay if I sit here?"
"Hey," I replied casually. But all of a sudden I got speechless on how she looked facing me and looking straight at me and so I didn't get to answer her question right away, "Uh... yeah, sure!" I answered trying to keep my composure. I felt nervous all of a sudden and so much electricity running down my veins.
She smiled at me before she turned to the barkeep and ordered a glass of red wine.
"So, are you waiting for someone? Or..." she began.
"Ah... No- I mean, yes. I'm waiting for my wife. Uh...It's my birthday and we're going to have some dinner here," I said, "you?"