Episode 3: Oh Wendy!
Once J was awake, he showered, ate breakfast and headed out the door to grab a cup of cappuccino. He decided to stop at the same coffee shop that he was in just two days prior.
Two days before, J had met a beautiful, older, blond at that same coffee shop. She had approached J and introduced herself as Jane and the two were locked into a small conversation that was quick to grow into a sexually tensed moment where the two decided to go back to J's penthouse suite where they made love throughout the night. The next morning J awoke alone on the hard floor with a back ache.
The back ache was harsh and so J decided to walk to the doctor's office, only a few blocks away from his home, where he met a woman by the name of Sandy. She had been temporarily blinded from an accident and had to wear a black blindfold. J, being the kind man he was, offered to take her to his place to take care of her until the next day, when she could take her blindfold off. She accepted and the two made it back to his home, where they eventually were locked into passionate sex.
Now the next morning was upon J and he desired caffeine to aid him for the day ahead. Setting at a table next to the large windows at the front of the store, he sipped away at his large cup of mocha capachino. Without a care in the world, he smiled as his mind raced through the passed two days.
""I've made the right decision in coming here," he whispered to himself as he glanced out the window and across the street, where a similarly large front window sat and a mystically beautiful woman stood within the building.
With short blond and a stacked, muscular body, the woman seemed as if she could sprout wings and fly through the air as an angel. She was locked into a conversation with another woman. She exploded into laughter that made her look all the more beautiful to J.
""Sir," came a call from within the room.
From appearance, the woman across the street was around J's age.
""Sire," came the same voice from within the room.
J turned his head to acknowledge the waitress as she was standing over him seemingly frustrated at him for ignoring her.
""Yes," he asked.
""Is there anything else," she asked as she laid the check down on the table in front of J.
""No thank you," he answered as his stare once again met the figure of the gorgeous woman across the street. Only this time the woman was matching the stare.
A smile came across her face as she noticed J staring back at her.
It seemed like days to J, as they stared into each other's eyes as though they were having there own telepathic conversation with a street and two large windows separating them.
After a few moments a large truck driving by broke the couple's stare. When the truck had passed the woman wasn't there. Shocked by the sudden disappearance, J turned his attention back to his coffee and sipped.
A bell rang out, as someone opened the door to the coffee shop and entered. J didn''t pay any attention.
That was until he heard her voice.
""May I sit down," came a raspy, but feminine voice from behind him. The woman was wearing a light perfume that smelled of a flowers. Usually J would hate the smell of a perfume, but the way she wore it was making him crazy.
J turned to see the woman from across the street standing directly behind him with a smile. Her short skirt showed her beautiful long legs off perfectly. Then he noticed that he had been so mesmerized by the woman that he had not answered her.
""Yes," he stuttered, "I'm sorry, please sit down.""
The woman walked around the small window table and sat down across the table from him.
