I have a friend named Ally. We met each other as coworkers, and long after we had both left that establishment, we kept a modestly close friendship. There was a time when I had feelings for her, but she was attached at the time. It is actually rather ironic that when she finally broke up with the prick, my feelings had pretty much subsided. Even so we liked each others company and would hang out whenever we got the chance.
It all started when I called her up one night. We both wanted to go out to dine, and after a bit of indecision on both our parts, we decided on the nearby PF Changs.
The dinner itself wasn't anything spectacular. In fact, my food was a big letdown, but I always loved the ambiance of the place more than the taste. The dim lighting gave Ally's light skin a yellowish glow. Her black hair faded into the dark background the twilight lamps left. She also stood up straight, constantly exchanging glances with me across the table with her eyes flickering with the light of the candle in the middle of the table. This same light also illuminated her rather perky breasts, especially the slight cleavage her top exposed. She looked really good, and a part of me harkend back to when I had feelings for her, yet I did not dare jeopardizing the friendship if I didn't know she felt even remotely the same.
After I paid the bill for both of us, we decided to leave the restaurant. Somewhere in the course of walking out the door, I made a comment about us not getting fortune cookies. Now I could hardly care less, but Ally was livid. She asked for two as we left, and quickly told me to open mine and read what it said. I honestly can't recall what it said, but I do remember it being rather meaningless and altogether lame. Ally's, on the other hand, was much more interesting.
While I can't totally remember the exact wording of her fortune, it read somewhere along the lines of the following: It is time discover new possibilities with an old friend. Me, being the only friend there with her as she read the message, immediately attached me to it. She believed it was talking about her and me, and so she began to muse about what these new possibilities were exactly. I on the other hand, didn't think much of it, and drove us back to her apartment.
When we arrived at her place, I walked her to her door and she then invited me in. We sat on her common room couch, while her head was still spinning over that fortune cookie. She even asked me what I thought would be these new possibilities. I rambled about how I had no idea, but a part of the back of my mind did wish that it could be maybe giving a relationship between me and us a chance. As we continued to talk, the way Ally was looking at me and her firm round chest pressing against her top began to effect me. I slowly began to wish that maybe these new possibilities could be something sexual. I even decided to go out on a limb and mention this ever so slightly, but Ally beat me to the punch.
Ally grabbed my hand with both of hers and asked me if maybe the new possibilities meant sex. My eyes were as wide as a cows, and I could hardly believe what she had just said. I played it off as cool as I could, but instead came out with a mere shrug implying that I had no idea. Her face began to light up like a Christmas tree as she began to ramble on about it, finally whispering to me in the softest voice I've ever heard escape her lips, "we should fuck".