Jade stood under the overhang of what had once been the patio to the restaurant. It was snowing as it usually did on Valentine's Day, and she looked out at the empty parking lot. The empty building behind stood silent and ghostly. It had once contained one of the best Italian restaurants in town. The rumor was that the owners were drug dealers and had fled town after a bad deal. Jade was not concerned about the reasons for the closure; she was worried more about who she was waiting for and whether that person would arrive. She shivered a bit as a gust of wind blew across the emptiness of the lot.
Jade was a practical woman and thus wore jeans and a sweater. It was a cold evening and the wind blew directly on her bare neck. She pulled the hood of the white ski jacket up around her, wishing she had not left her mitts and scarf in the car. Thinking about it now, she wasn't as practical as she thought she was. He had affected her in so many ways. Her fingers tingled with the cold, but she could feel the cold clamminess of her palms.
She was beyond nervous now and luckily, she hadn't eaten anything all day. If she had, she probably would have thrown it up. Her stomach was full of butterflies and she was not going to calm down until one of two things happened: either he was going to show up, or he wasn't.
Jade's heart stopped for a second as a black BMW Z4 Roadster pulled into the parking lot. Unless someone was lost, there was no reason for anyone but him to pull into this parking lot. She remembered clearly the type of car he had driven last year and began to reminisce about the smell of the leather seats. When he got out of the car, the events of a year ago flashed before her eyes.
Jade was moving through her house in a frantic rush to get ready. She was one of the lucky ones; she had a loving boyfriend who was meeting her at the high-class Italian restaurant in the city.
She was wearing a pair of sexy black bikini briefs the hugged her round butt perfectly, and the front had a sexy pattern of lace. She had on thigh high stockings with an edge of black ribbon. Her bra matched her panties but wasn't nearly as sexy. Her breasts were more than a handful, so the straps had to be thick and the sexy lace was stretched to hold them. Her pale white skin created a sharp contrast.
Jade had the most gorgeous red hair -- the type that glowed in the sunshine. It was wavy, shoulder length, and at the moment, it was styled perfectly with a red clip that had a row of roses along the edge. She had spent almost an hour making sure it was perfect since normally she just left it down around her shoulders or put it in a ponytail.
She rushed into her bedroom and picked up the dress that was hanging on her closet door. It was an expensive dress, but well worth it. It was a deep red, almost matching her hair color. The hem reached her knees, but there was a slit along the back. The dress hugged her torso and then flared out as it reached her breasts and showed her cleavage with a very low-cut neckline. She had to be careful that her black bra would not show. She knew that the dress was daring, but she was wearing it for her boyfriend. Normally she was very reserved and hated wearing revealing outfits.
She reached to zip up her dress, and then smiled at herself in the mirror. She looked stunning, considering she was short and had large breasts. Jade hated that she wasn't even five feet tall. She was the shortest woman at work and in her small group of friends. She also hated how big her breasts were. They were too large for her body type and caused her backaches and stretch marks. She hated that even though she was barely twenty, her breasts looked much older and worn.
The distinctive sound of her phone ringing pulled her from her thoughts. The Rihanna song she had it set it to played as she frantically tried to figure out where she had placed it.
She normally was very good at keeping herself organized, but in the rush to get home and get ready for her date, she had forgotten a few things. Thankfully, she was not wearing her heels. She ran around her apartment until she found the thin silver phone lying on the kitchen counter. By the time she grabbed it, it had stopped ringing, so she waited a few moments to see if there would be a voice mail. There was, so she listened to it.
Jade stared at herself in the refection of the mirror that graced her front entranceway. She watched her expression slide from pure happiness to complete sadness. She bit her lip hard, trying to hold back the tears that were forming behind her eyelids. Unable to hold herself together, she collapsed to the ground, not even caring if her makeup ran down her face. She didn't even care if her dress was ruined.
"Hey buddy! Want to come over and watch some hockey? There's a game on tonight. The Leafs are playing Pittsburgh. Should be a great game."
Reid listened as his best friend Jason tried to cajole him into coming over. He had failed to mention that he had a date tonight. Jason had assumed he was still single and thus would be the only one of his friends available to watch hockey on his big-screen television on Valentine's Day.
"I have a date tonight." Reid waited for Jason's response.
He hoped he wouldn't be too mad, but at the same time, there was one very big difference between the two of them: Jason chose to be single because he preferred being independent and having the choice of many women; Reid was shy, and unless a friend set him up on a date, he could barely speak to women.
"Really? Who's the girl? Who set you up? You're going to miss an awesome hockey game because of a random girl?" Jason's voice held a tinge of sarcasm. Reid was relieved.
"She's not random; she's Brad's sister. We're going to that new Italian restaurant in the city."
"How fancy. Does she have big breasts?" Jason was always so shallow when it came to women that Reid was not surprised at his question.
"She's not your type," Reid responded sternly, and Jason took the hint not to pry any further.
"Have fun, then."
Reid was an average person with one big problem -- he was shy and quiet. His friends were always so extroverted, and he'd tried to act like that, but it just wasn't him. He liked his job as a computer programmer, but when he went out with the people he considered his friends, he never really fit in.
Reid looked out and saw the snow falling gently on the ice that covered the river. It had been a cold winter and everything was covered in a white blanket of snow. He hated it, but this was where he had been offered a job, and after ten years, he wasn't going to change just because he hated the climate.
After showering and changing, he took the elevator down to the parking garage and got into his car. He prided himself in never being as materialistic as Jason, but he was proud of one thing -- his car. He owned a BMW Z4 Roadster.
It had cost him a small fortune but he loved it. It had a great stereo system, similar to that in the big movie theatres. He remembered how he had spent days deciding on what color to get and finally settled on sleek black. His car was his baby, and as he slid into the leather seat, he decided that even though this was a pity date, he was going to enjoy himself.
After driving in circles up to the ground level, he was racing down the snow-covered streets to the restaurant. He found a parking spot and got out quickly. Looking around, he and saw that no one was waiting outside. He hadn't mentioned specifically where they were to meet, and he decided that his date must have been waiting inside for him.
As he entered the restaurant the strong smells of garlic, fresh cut roses, and expensive perfume filled his nostrils. The strange mixture established exactly where and when he was. He was at an Italian restaurant on Valentine's Day. The place was bustling with activity and he glanced over and noticed a beautiful young woman sitting alone at a table for two. She was wearing a silk blouse, and although he couldn't see what she was wearing on the bottom, he imagined a short black skirt or maybe dress pants that matched the deep red of the top.
Just then, his cell phone rang, startling him. As he listened to the person on the other end of the line, he wanted to laugh and scowl at the same time.
He was staring at the young woman again until he heard her speak, and immediately noticed the distressed tone of her voice. She was having a discussion with an older man. Evidently, the man was the manager and he was asking her to give up her table.
Reid tried to make eye contact with her. She was biting her lip nervously, and her red hair was curling around her face. In an instant, Reid forgot how shy and reserved he normally was.
"Hi, Sweetie. Sorry I'm late." Reid blurted out those the words without even thinking. He walked over, kissed the redheaded woman on the cheek, and then looked over at the manager.
"Is there a problem?" Reid waited for a response and then watched as the manager shook his head and then walked away.
Reid's heart was beating so fast and he almost felt like he was going to pass out. He couldn't believe he'd stepped up like that, but for some reason this redheaded beauty intrigued him.
"Can I sit down?"
"Yes." Jade had gone from being unhappy to stressed to overcome with relief. She smiled.
"You always this talkative?"
"No. I mean, yes. I mean-- Don't you have a girlfriend you're meeting or something?" Jade was a little frazzled now and was trying to figure out why someone as tall and handsome as this man would want to eat dinner with her.
"I'm Reid. I was supposed to be on a date tonight, but she just cancelled. She decided watching 'Sex and the City' reruns by herself was better."
"Oh." Jade glanced down at the menu then up at him. "I'm Jade. My lovely boyfriend decided tonight was a good time to break up with me. He said he was going to bring me here for dinner and then tell me but got cold feet and called me instead. He didn't cancel the reservations, so I thought I'd eat dinner by myself."
"I can leave if you want."
"No." She smiled.
Reid returned her smile as she began to flirt with him. He was never one to be good at flirting but tonight he was going to try. "I haven't dated in awhile, so one of my friends asked me to take his sister out for dinner. I think he wanted her to get over her last boyfriend. Obviously, he spread his arms, indicating his situation, "It didn't work."
Jade was about to open her mouth but the waiter came and took their orders. He was in a rush so they ordered both drinks and their main meal at the same time. Once the waiter left she spoke.
"Why did you decide to come over and say what you did? The manager had every right to ask me to give up my table. I mean, look how busy it is."
"I have a weakness for redheads. I think you're cute." Reid blurted out that statement, and then his face turned as red as his hair. He looked down at the ground; embarrassed, but looked up when he heard her giggle.
"Me, too. Although not many men have red hair." Jade was biting her lip again and Reid's cock swelled in his pants as he felt the subtle effects of her sexiness.
"Our kids would definitely have red hair, though." Jade giggled. Her comment relaxed both of them, and soon they were talking like old friends.
The rest of dinner was filled with mindless chatter about random things. Other than their first names, neither one of them discussed anything personal with the other. When it came time to pay, Jade protested for a good five minutes before finally giving up. Reid was paying for dinner because it was the right thing to do.
The redheads left the restaurant and walked towards Reid's car. She had mentioned she needed a ride home, and considering the cold snowy weather, it only made sense for him to give her one. Jade didn't say a word about his car, but loved the smell of the leather seats and was just a little curious about what sort of job he did that warranted buying such an expensive car.
She looked over at him. "Thank you for driving me home."
Reid reached out and ran his hand along her thigh. He realized how sweaty his palms were and tried to remember the last time he was so nervous around a girl.
"You're welcome. Can I tell you something?" Reid had his eye on the road. He remembered how whenever his parents had to talk to him about something awkward, they would do it in the car. This way they didn't have to make eye contact with him. He was about to use the same strategy with Jade.
"I'm always nervous around girls. Not the kind of nervous I am around you. I can barely talk to a girl, but we've been chatting non-stop about so much and what's making me nervous is the fact that I probably want a lot more then you do."
"I do too!" Jade blurted out those words. Her face turned crimson as she realized how eager she sounded. She ran her fingers along his and squeezed gently. The rest of the drive was in silence as they enjoyed the slowly building tension.
Reid put his car in park outside her apartment and turned to face her. "Jade, you are gorgeous. Your ex-boyfriend was an idiot. I apologize on behalf of all cute, romantic men."
"Thank you for eating dinner with me. I really appreciate it."
Reid gulped. She was nibbling her bottom lip again. He had figured she did that when she was nervous, but it was so sexy, he was having a hard time controlling himself. He leaned forward a bit and waited for her to do the same. She was breathing hard, and the tension in the air was thick. He leaned even closer and smelled the light vanilla perfume she wore.
Jade licked her lips, dry from breathing so hard. "Do you want to come inside?"
Reid nodded, and rushed into the apartment building and into the waiting elevator. Reid stood beside Jade, not daring to touch her.
"You know when you bite your bottom lip it makes me want to do something."
Reid stepped close and leaned down. He wrapped his lips around hers and sucked gently. The moment he did that, both of them moaned in pleasure. Jade wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and soon he was crushing her against the wall of the elevator, grabbing at her body.
The elevator arrived at her floor, and they stumbled out. Their eyes were full of lust, and Jade quickly rushed ahead of him to unlock the door. Without speaking, they knew that the moment they made skin-to-skin contact, they would never be able to let go.
They entered her dark apartment, and their lips met. Soon, they struggled down the hall to her bedroom, all the while undressing each other. By the time they got to her bed, he only had his boxers on. She was completed naked, which suited him fine. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her in to his lap.
"I'm not normally this aggressive." Jade smiled, but Reid shook his head.
"I don't care. I'm glad you're like this." He leaned down and gently sucked her left nipple into his mouth. It hardened immediately against his tongue, and he thumbed her right nipple and then groped her warm flesh. She was wiggling around in his lap but he kept her nipple firmly in his mouth. He let go of it with a pop, and then went to the right. Jade wasn't speaking. All she could do was gasp and moan.
Reid pulled back and held both her breasts, rubbing the nipples together. He grunted as she continued to grind against him. He was breathing slowly, trying to control his need. He had been hard since dinnertime and the last thing he wanted was to climax at the wrong time. He thought he had everything in check until he felt her warm hands reach into his boxers and begin to stroke his hard cock.
Jade's face scrunched up as she tilted her head to the side, until he explained.
"I'm really close to cumming. I don't want to cum in your hand."
"Oh." Jade blushed bright red, and as the two lovers looked at each other, they realized that neither one of them was experienced when it came to sex. Reid didn't even need to ask, but obviously, she had never aroused a guy as much as she did him. He picked her up and laid her in the middle of her bed. He then pulled down his boxers and knelt between her legs.
She was gorgeous. Her red hair was flared against the pillow and with her legs spread, he saw her pussy, swollen and wet. She was shaved with a small landing strip. It was clear her red hair was natural. Reid could smell her arousal, and he knew exactly what he wanted.
He leaned down and slowly licked up and down her lips. Her moans indicated she wanted that. He continued to lick in concentric circles until he found her hard nub. He sucked it into his mouth like he had her nipples, and then gently pushed his index finger into her warmth. She cried out loudly and clamped her thighs around his head. She thrashed around as she was climaxing. He hummed gently against her clit, his head shaking up and down as Jade rocked her hips and continued to thrash around on the bed. When she finally let go of his head, he sat up.
Jade looked at Reid and couldn't help but smile. His face was covered in her juices and his goofy smile showed how much he had enjoyed doing that to her. She had loved every minute of it as well. She pulled him down and kissed him, tasting her juices on his lips. It was a sensual kiss. As they kissed, he guided his cock into her wetness. She was tight, but so slick. He moaned as she engulfed him. Once inside her, he began to rock back and forth.
"This feels so good, Jade."
The two lovers continued to move against each other, fighting to hold back their impending orgasms. Jade sped up, trying to push Reid over the edge. Reid held her hips still, wanting her to orgasm first. When Reid could not hold back any longer and erupted inside her, he held her tightly, nuzzling against the soft skin of her neck.
Once he had calmed down enough, he rolled onto his back and watched as she sat up. He reached for her clit and rubbed hard and fast. Jade was so aroused that within seconds she was screaming out again in a loud orgasm. She collapsed on top of him, trying to control her breathing.
Reid covered them with the blankets He closed his eyes as he stroked her hair gently. Her breathing slowed until she was asleep. Reid fell asleep enjoying the weight of Jade against him.
As the sun rose over the horizon, the lovers lay in bed enjoying each other. The inhibitions present the night before had gone, and they made love, pushing each other to the limit. By the time they reluctantly got out of bed to eat some breakfast, Jade could barely walk, she had cum so much, and Reid's cock was very sensitive. Still, each time he glanced over at her breasts, he would get hard again.
Reid had mentioned that he needed to get some things done in the afternoon. He had yet to mention that what he needed to do was pack for a business trip he was going on for the next two weeks. He was afraid that he was going to sound arrogant and rude. Jason used that excuse on many occasions to get out of having a second date with a woman. Reluctantly, both of them got dressed and they stood by her door, saying their goodbyes.
"I'm going on a business trip for the next two weeks. I'll call you the moment I get home." Reid held her face in his hands, never wanting to let go.
Jade bit her lip nervously as she finally asked a question she had wanted to ask since the night before. "Do you believe in fate?"
Reid blinked, and then smiled. She was biting her bottom lip again.
"Yeah", he answered.
"I have a proposition. If you think I'm crazy, I don't care. I had an amazing night. I think it was fate that we met. I want us to meet at the same restaurant a year from now. If we both remember, then it's meant to be." Jade reached her hands to cup his face and kissed him softly.