The Third Date 01: Clueless of Cotham - Sex Stories

The Third Date 01: Clueless of Cotham

... said.

"How do you mean?" She seemed puzzled.

"Just look at you. You're tall, fit, clever and seem so confident. You're like pixie-cut Penny with Sheldon's brain."

She blushed again. "Sheldon was a Physicist," she muttered, taking a sip of her drink.

My phone buzzed. I ignored it.

"You not going to get that?"

"I felt rude earlier looking at it while we were talking. I hate it when people do that to me."

"I don't mind. I'm the one gatecrashing your date!"

"Hmph. I have a feeling you may be the best thing about my date."

She blushed again. It made me feel odd. I took another sip of wine.

"In fact I was thinking I might just go once your break is over."

"Well, sadly, that's coming up on now."

"Aww."

"Yeah. Lovely chatting to you Priya. Maybe see you in here again?" she said, rising to her feet.

"Yeah. That would be nice. Thanks for keeping me company. Tuesdays and Thursdays, right?"

"Yeah, usually." She picked up her glass and our now empty nachos bowl.

The door opened, and a paunchy man with a scraggly chinstrap beard came in. His eyes scanned the room and then homed in on me. Tim.

"Hi. Priya, right?"

What? He was the one who'd wanted the date, pestering Melissa to set it up. I was the only woman of Asian origin in the room, and he still wasn't sure if it was me or not.

"Yes."

"So sorry I'm late... I'll take a beer please."

This said to Kate, who was still standing beside the table. He hadn't really looked at her ...

... and had sat straight down. For some reason I was annoyed on her behalf, though that was strange, seeing as she was a waitress.

She was coolly professional. "Of course. I'll grab you some menus too."

The date was a dud. He was boring, talking endlessly about the case he was working on, himself, his family. He barely asked about me, and turned everything back to him. There were so many red flags they were breeding. He was completely egocentric, not even noticing when I giggled because Kate had caught my eye with a grimace on her face as she served the table behind.

I turned down his offer of coffee, pleading an early start the next day. He had the cheek to seem offended, even suggesting I should reschedule, when he'd been over 50 minutes late himself! If he hadn't been a colleague of my housemate Melissa I would have just walked out, but I didn't want to cause her problems at work. He insisted he'd walk me home, as much as I would have really rathered he didn't. At least home was only 50 metres away. The advantages of dating on home turf.

As we got to the bar door I asked him just to wait a moment. I looked around for Kate, and seeing her paused by the bar watching me, I grinned and walked over.

"Thanks so much for earlier," I said to her, "meeting you was the best thing about this date!"

A blush spread across her pale cheeks along with a brilliant, wide smile. I smiled back easily.

"You're welcome," she said, "don't be a stranger."

"I won't. I'd better go ...