it was my last day at the job and a woman who worked there approached me in what i thought was a fairly bold manner
it was unspoken but it was bold
she used the old "we should hang out some time," line
she was very good looking
but a little too goofy and suburban for me
with very mainstream tastes
nothing that attracted me to her in a cultural sense
i remember one time she was laughing hard because the winter cap i was wearing was inside out
she found that so funny
but in a laughing at me way, not laughing with me
no one she knew would ever do that she said
who would commit such a faux pas
the tag was on the outside
i couldn't have cared less about little shit like that
i've worn shirts inside out to work and didn't care enough to even change it once i found out
to put it mildly i did not respect her
but i went out with her anyway
the first time we went to a mediocre chinese joint
then under the pretense of watching tv or some shit like that we went to her apartment
we sat on the couch and turned on the television set
she tried to bring me around to her way of thinking on the show "friends"
she thought it was very funny
i thought it was quite lame
those characters either bored or insulted me
but soon tv was irrelevant
we were doing what we really came there for
it began by touching each other as we talked and laughed
then stroking
finger tips gliding over skin is pretty damn cool
(i love the slightly dreamy-woozy feeling you get in your head)
not much longer and the kissing started
and then hands were going everywhere
the clothes started coming off
we headed to her bedroom to have sex
it was decent
it could have been better if i had tried a little harder
thats all it takes is a little effort
but i was only interested in getting mine, not hers
over the next six months or so we had a sex a couple more times
we didn't bother with excuses like tv shows after the first time
one of us would just call when we wanted to fuck and i would drive to her place and we would have sex
it was usually good enough to pretty good
occasionally parts of it were great
especially when it wasn't "the usual"
i never spent the night
she never asked me to
of course it got old
and one night as we lay in her bed i simply couldn't get it up
it wasn't frustrating or embarrassing
it was just the ultimate sign that this relationship was done
we both knew it
neither said it
i got dressed and went home
that was the last time we were together
i saw her in public a couple times after that
once i completely ignored her - which was mean
another time i ran into her and she was with a nice simple suburban guy who i happened to know
and you could tell that they were together
as a couple
i was happy for her
she had found a guy on her level
i never saw her again after that
but they are still together
i am friends with him on facebook and every once in a while a picture of them pops up
they have a cute kid too
its great for them
they seem really happy
its good when things work out the way they should