To Randy
I felt warmth on my cheek along with a familiar soothing pounding against my ear. I could feel my face spread into a smile. I sleepily raised onto my elbow, my face still warm from sleeping on his chest. A feeling of intense emotion rushed through my body and I smiled again as I brushed some hair from his forehead. My lips press to his skin softly and all I can do is smile as I watch him sleep. My fingers tuck a piece of my hair behind my ear as I look at him and remember how we metβ¦β¦
He seemed so cute to me, tucked away at the corner of the bar I work at. I had noticed when he came in but the volume of people distracted me from approaching him. My day had been less than stellar and my emotions were already in overdrive. I thought he chose an odd place to sit, but then again at his seat I could pass him whenever I wanted. At one point I got a chance to stand near him to look closer at him, as I sipped on a drink between table-runs. I looked at him off and on, noticing the way his hair fell slightly over his forehead and how his eyes held a gentle pain. I noticed he would take sidelong glances at me and it made me realize how cute I thought he was when I first saw him come in.
I finally approached him to say hi and it was oddly cute and arousing the way he just stared at me tongue-tied. It made me smile and laugh softly at him only to make some smart-assed comment, placing my hand on his arm as I walked past him to get back to my shift.
I felt small tingles in my fingertips as I walked away, the kind you get from feeling a persons body heat for the first time. The night progressed slowly with only a few scenes of bar drama once I finally got a chance to stop by more and talk to him. I noticed that every time I sat on the stool next to him, he seemed attracted to my legs which of course did not bother me, just made me slide them in his direction more when I sat. I realized when I was talking to him how much I enjoyed hearing him speak and the fact that he was easy to talk to. I felt the small tingles of erotic pressure between my thighs when I talked to him.
The bar was getting quieter but I could tell he was getting ready to leave as I wiped down tables. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him head towards the bathrooms and I quickly went into the back to wait by the swinging doors that come out right by the restrooms. My eyes watched for him. I saw his head pass by the doors and I reached out to grab his hand, pulling him into the back with me. I stared into his eyes before letting my lips slide over his. His body pressed into mine and in the back of my throat came a small half moan. He felt good as we kissed. I could feel the heat from his hands on me, warming my soul.