“So, tell me about yourself Annabelle.” I like her name. It has that old world feel to it, like mom’s, Sophia. In fact it seems there was quite a bit about her that reminded me of mom.
“There isn’t much to tell. I just moved here for school, I’m looking for a job. The end.” She’s a tough one alright. Was that her lure? The reason I was fascinated by her?
Women usually fell all over themselves to tell me their life story whether I showed an interest or not. With this one it was like pulling teeth.
I’m not new to the wiles of women and know they have a lot of tricks up their sleeves to draw men in. Somehow I didn’t get that feeling from her. I suspect she was just what she appeared to be. Uninterested.
She dug into the chocolate silk pie with relish and I was actually captivated by the sight of her sliding the sweet off the tines of the fork onto her tongue.
She made it seem so sensual, the simple art of eating, that I found myself watching until her third or fourth bite before shaking myself out of my near trance.
That’s it, that’s what had drawn my eyes to her in the first place. It’s the way she moves. Like every movement was coordinated, like they were all designed to draw the eye of anyone watching.
Even the way she lifted the fork to her lips, the way those lips closed around the tines of the fork to bring the food into her mouth, had other ideas running through my head.
She made a sexy little sound in her throat and her eyes literally shone with delight as she polished off the dessert before sitting back in the chair and rubbing her tummy.
I can’t believe I’m sitting here watching a teenager eat, mesmerized with a growing dick. When she was done I didn’t have an excuse to hold her back this time and reluctantly let her go when she got to her feet again after finishing her coffee.
She flounced out the door, ungrateful wretch, without a backward glance. I was tempted to have her followed, but she was long gone before I could decide if that was a good idea or not.
I watched her on camera until she disappeared out the door and down the sidewalk and out of view. I’m not sure how long I sat there staring into space and wondering just what in the blue fuck had happened in the last few hours.
Now that she wasn’t here I could think again, but nothing made sense and I missed her already. There was an almost physical ache in my chest that I couldn’t explain and I rubbed my hand over my heart in wonder. The damn room felt empty without her in it.
Tony came in not long after she left and found me staring into space. “Bro, what was that?”
“I have no fucking idea.” He grinned and shook his head.