Vortexia's Secret

last night was the only time that mayhem and i would be able to see each other this weekend, and even that took a little convincing. but he decided he could come over tonight and mentioned that i should dress up for dinner. so i picked out an outfit that i knew would kill him. low cut black pinstripe pants with bright blue pinstripes. oxford style shirt that wraps around instead of buttoning up-- very low V cut, cleavage exposed, midriff exposed. 4 inch heels.

he showed up at the door as i feared he would... tennis shoes, jeans, shirt, hat. he always mentions dressing up to me and forgets to dress up himself. but he brings gifts. last weekend i woke up one morning and said that i wanted an oatmeal creme pie cookie for breakfast. he has a steady supply at his apartment, but i don't keep them stocked here. but he remembered that and bought me a box of them, and also brought a thing of cookie dough so he could make me chocolate chip cookies as well. how cute! so he put the cookie dough in the fridge and quickly turned his attention to me. to be mean, i said we better get to dinner. he was actually ok with it (i think because the faster we got there the faster we got back).

we got in the car and just drove. considered the food options. considered my outfit. i said i wasn't wasting this outfit on a super cheap place, so if he wanted that it was fine but we were running back for me to change first. it really didn't matter to me where we went, and cheap was fine... i just didn't want people staring at me like what the hell does she want? i've done it before and it's better to just change. after heading in several different directions and considering all the different combinations (cheaper food plus a movie or better food and a rental, etc) we head for a steakhouse. mayhem had mentioned it earlier and gotten both of our mouths drooling for it. and he really wanted to just spend the time with me and we kind of felt like going to a movie would take 2 hours away from that. plus i naively thought that i would work on my paper as we watched the movie.

so into the restaurant. they had a couple token valets who really did nothing because everyone was parking themselves. well, they did one thing... they greeted us and checked me out with eyes of disbelief. the food was great, but at one point we started debating the sexuality of our waiter. he took very good care of mayhem, getting him drinks before he ran out, taking his salad as soon as he was finished, joking with him, etc. he ignored me. he didn't make eye contact, he didn't check me out, he left my salad when he took mayhem's, he gave 2 refills to mayhem before he thought to give me one... and that was only after he heard us start to comment on it. oh, and when he did finally refill my drink, he forgot what i had and refilled with the drink that mayhem had. so we started joking about how the waiter wanted mayhem. but the next time he came around, mayhem decided the waiter wasn't gay because he said he checked out my chest. i'd say the jury's still out, though.

after the food is gone and we're just talking, i really start to tease mayhem. i adjust my shirt, i lean forward in interest when he talks, i swing my heel, i lick my lips, and i'm just being horribly distracting. and even just turning to talk to me during the meal was distracting for him... so by now he was really dying. finally i say "ok, we're going now" and lead him out of the restaurant. we're cracking up the entire way to the car, and again get checked out and nearly drooled on by the valets. i think i heard some comments after we were past them. as we walk to the car, mayhem makes the mistake of continually going back to this truck in the parking lot and how nice it was. it was one of those old school classic pickups. so i cut off the flirting and pretend to get huffy that he's taking home the most beautiful woman in the restaurant and all he can think about is the truck. profuse apologies and grabbing me around my bare midriff. mmm yes, you're definitely forgiven.

so you know the rest... movie store, check out a movie while the barely teen boys stare. get home and get distracted by each other before we can even start the movie. finally get to the movie and mayhem bakes me chocolate chip cookies, which i'm munching on as i type. i convinced him to stay here for the night even though i was chancing illness from him, so he stayed and left early this morning. i didn't get much sleep between him being awake all night and coughing all night and the lady upstairs being up all night moving. but i got enough and here i am. happy about yesterday. smiling about our sweet and sexy evening. thinking eagerly about next weekend and getting together again.