She didn't know it, but I had wanted her before I even met her.
We had a mutual friend, Amanda, who ran a club review website and I was always being asked to make suggestions on how to improve it. One day I went on the website and saw this woman whose eyes and smile sparked with life and energy. I was taken into them right away and was lost in a whirlpool of desire. I was never really too big on blondes cause, it seems to me that everyone wants to be a blonde, and the look is boring to me now. She was blonde in the picture on the website, but I couldn't look away. It was the eyes. I wanted to swim in them for hours.
I asked my friend who she was and was told that her name was Alyssa. I tried to be subtle about getting more information about her, but my friend knew me better than I knew myself sometimes.
"Hot eh? "What do you want to know about her?" was all Amanda asked.
"It's not that, well, yeah she is hot, but, she looks cozy with you in that picture where you are both on the couch and I was just wondering if she is at the clubs often.", I said. "You know I have only been divorced for a week and am not ready to get back into the field just yet. But you know that I am thinking of joining you at the club one night, and she seems like a nice person and I was wondering if she will make my first time memorable enough to keep coming back". I hoped Amanda did not see through my bullshit, but it was going to be hard to pull a fast one over her. She had known me for 26 years.
I could hear the smirk over the phone, "She is a blast. She has the same kind of energy that you have when you like to party, but I will warn you ahead of time about one thing. I know that you get a little insecure about your little beer belly sometimes and it makes you self conscious. If you are going to come out, you have to realize that we see past things like that. You are a good looking guy and if you don't have some confidence in yourself, she will pick up on it, and not want to laugh with you. You have a great sense of humour, and as long as you are your old self, she and the rest of the gang will all have a good time."
I knew that I had the perfect outfit for that night. I was pre-informed that this club liked it when you wore clothing that was out of the ordinary and so I had an old costume that made me look like a gothic crypt keeper. When you included my top hat and cane, it would be perfect.
When I got to the club that night, I was earlier than most of the gang, at least I assumed I did because Amanda was not there, and I did not recognize anyone. I was outside having a smoke at one point when I saw this spitfire of energy laughing. The sound was like music and she turned to look at me. "Nice outfit." was all she said, and I could tell that she meant it. She was wearing a short skirt, brown jacket and had long flowing brown hair. She was a hottie and seemed to give the impression that a fun time followed her no matter where she went.
I couldn't help think that I knew her from somewhere, but could not place it. We spent the next half of an hour bumping into each other now and then and having a few laughs with each other. Finally Amanda showed up and started to introduce me to the people she knew. She then turned to the hottie I had been joking around with for the past little while and told me, "This is Alyssa" All I could say was, "How could I have not known that you were friends with Amanda?"