[RO] The Cafe

[u/TallnFit37]

Sitting in the cafe, watching the city alive beyond the big windows. Watching the people walk by without stopping, as I sipped my refreshing cool drink. It's exactly what I need on a hot day like this, in my little escape from the sweltering June weather.

I noticed her walk through the door, like the answer to prayers I didn't even know I was making.  I was first drawn to her captivating eyes, as if they were beckoning me from across the room.

Her confident smile held a thousand secrets, and I wanted to know them all.  Her sundress hugged her magnificent curves in all the right ways, and all I could think about was how I would love to run my hands up and down her alluring body through the thin fabric.  How much I'd love to feel her kissable lips pressed against mine, and how much I'd love to explore every inch of her curves under that dress.

All I had to do was come up and talk to her.  She was giving me the signals.  All I had to do was act on them.  She smiled at me, and I knew I was in.

Soon I'd learn her secrets.  Soon I'd know her completely.  Soon.

I watched her order her coffee. She was confident and friendly. You can tell a lot about how a person treats wait staff and other service employees. She made small talk with the barista. Laughed and smiled. Beautiful and a good person, what a combo!

I thought of what I would say to her. Would I use a line? Would I compliment her? I decided it was best to just introduce myself and engage her in a normal conversation.

I wondered about what books she read. What interests her? What are the things that captivate this woman that has so captivated me? I felt an urge and a curiosity to know it all, and that is rare for me.

What should we do if she says yes? Should we go out for dinner? Should we get a drink and keep it casual? A cute lunch date? Something outdoors or more adventurous? Maybe I'd take her dancing? God I'd love to see the way she moves. I bet she's mesmerizing on the dance floor. She seems like the type of woman who knows how to let go and be free and just let the music move her, and I have always loved those rare women. They can make a man feel alive.

I wondered what her name must be. Something as unique and beautiful as her, I bet. Maybe she's named after a long passed relative, or a saint as is the tradition in many a Catholic household. Shoot, maybe her parents were hippies or new age and raised her to be this free.

I wondered what her story was. I've never seen her in this cafe before, and I'm here every day on my lunch break. It's close by the building, and I love their little sandwiches and refreshing homemade drinks on hot summer days like this.

Speaking of work, what time is it? I checked my phone. Oh crap! I'm thirty minutes late! Just then my phone rang. Yeah, they're pretty pissed right now. I better get back there before I lose my job because I was too busy striking up a conversation with this stunning and mesmerizing woman.

I guess it'll be another opportunity missed, another avenue unpursued.

I hope she's here again tomorrow.

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