The Third Date 01: Clueless of Cotham - Sex Stories

The Third Date 01: Clueless of Cotham

... mattered way more. Anyway, she did more than her fair share of cooking and housework to make up for it. Melissa and Jenny often had to work late, so it all worked out.

Clearly embarrassed, Nadine changed the subject. I kind of wish she hadn't.

"So, how was your date Priya?" she teased, pulling up a chair next to Jenny.

"Um..." I paused, wondering how I could do this diplomatically. Tim was Melissa's colleague. He'd come along to one of Nadine's gigs and had apparently asked Melissa about me the next day, though he'd barely spoken to me at the concert. I looked at my buxom, brunette housemate, but she was already frowning.

"That bad, huh? Sorry, Priya. But thanks for trying." Melissa sat down next to me, resting her hand on my arm.

"It's ok. I tried to let him down gently, so I hope he isn't in a sulk with you."

"Don't worry, I'm a big girl. I deal with bruised male egos all the fucking time. I'll give him a copy of Asian Babes and a packet of Kleenex tomorrow and tell him to sort himself out."

"Urgh, Melissa, that's gross!" I protested, as Nadine whacked her on the arm.

Melissa snickered, "Soz. But yeah, don't worry about it, it'll be fine."

"Thanks," finally relaxing a little. I let out a giggle. "Sorry, it was really bad. He was 50 minutes late, spent the whole time talking about himself, kept trying to get me to try his food even though I'd told him I was veggie." They rolled their eyes in sympathy. "The best thing about the date was the ...

... waitress."

"Oh yeah?"

So, I told them about Kate, how thoughtful she'd been, how clever she was, and what a great listener she'd been. About halfway through I noticed Melissa was sharing strange glances with Jenny, which I couldn't parse despite them being my best friends, while Nadine's grin stretched ear to ear, bright white and pink against her tempered chocolate skin. As my embarrassment grew, I started talking faster which got them giggling.

"Oh shut up!" I half-shouted over their laughter, "It was a bad date! I was trying to find a silver lining!"

"Sorry Priya, she sounds really cool. We should get her to come out with us," Nadine said, leaning across and touching my arm.

"Yeah, well..." I felt flushed and awkward. I knew what I wanted. I needed my baby in my arms. "Do you girls mind if I play my cello?" Although we had a "soundproof" booth (egg boxes and foam) in the basement that Nadine used for recording, the vibrations from the cello still travelled, so I always checked first.

The three of them shared a look for half a second. I wasn't sure what it meant.

"Go for it babe, and thanks for your help, you're a lifesaver. I've got about 15 minutes left to go here," said Jenny.

"Yeah, I'll put the kettle on," said Melissa, "want anything?"

"No thanks," I replied as Jenny and Nadine called out their orders.

"Of course, you know what this means," Nadine called after me, "I get to set up your next date!"

"Ugh! Whatever!"

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