Cramming Her Cupcake - Buying Her

“I can’t wait for our date.” He whispers softly. I giggle and reply “Me as well.” We both smile at each other and watch the rest of the auctions with interest. As the night is drawing to a close I’m starting to get a little anxious. I’m curious to know how we did and how much money I made. I know it’s not enough to afford my new place, but at least it’s a start and that makes me happy. Brian catches me smiling and asks “What I’m thinking about?” I look at him and reply “Our date later.” That’s a small lie, although now that’s what I’m thinking about.

Chapter 12

Brian

Later that night, the auction is already over. I am with Tammy on our date. I took her to the nicest restaurant in town. We are seated across from each other at a private table. I ordered a bottle of champagne, so we sip our glasses. Tammy looks around. I can tell from her expressions that she is impressed by the place. She puts her glass down and looks at me. “This is a nice restaurant. I’ve never been here before.” She replies.

I put my glass down. “I thought a beautiful woman should enjoy a night out in a beautiful place. ” I say flirting with her again. She laughs, “Do you ever turn that off?” She asks. “What, don’t you like my flirting?” I ask in return. She shakes her head. We start off our dinner with some salads. I figure why not make a night of it. “As a matter of fact, I do enjoy your flirting. It entertains me.” She says after a few moments. “So, does that mean I’m good or bad at it?” I ask curiously. She shrugs in response and eats some more of her salad. I just stare at her confused. That’s the only thing I can do at the moment. I’m smart, but I’m no match for her sharp sense of wit.

I clear my throat and change the topic of the conversation, since I don’t know what she meant by that comment, and she clearly isn’t going to explain it to me. “I’ve been thinking up ways that you can help with the auctions, and make more money for your business.” She looks up at me eagerly, “Oh, wonderful, do tell.,” she says, after a few more bites of salad she gives me her undivided attention. I find myself staring at her face and her eyes as we talk. I give her some of my ideas, which include catering a lot of the auctions that we can get other people to host. I tell her “You can still host some if you want. Your bakery is amazing, and people liked the convenience of the food.” To try and flatter her.

“That’s a great idea. I’m glad to help in any way I can. Plus it’ll get my business more exposure too without having to actually participate. ” she says happily, then smiles softly at me. “Tonight was amazing, though, being up there. ” she admits. My heart flips when she says that. I have to gain control of my emotions. “Yes, it’s quite an adrenaline rush ” I comment. She nods in agreement, then we drift into silence. I think about how i enjoyed it too, especially her blowjob. I can’t wait to try more things with her after dinner.

We finish our salads and sip some more champagne. She excuses herself to the bathroom for a few moments. I sit there and wonder what else we can talk about. I decide then that I want to know more about her. What happened to make her so feisty and intriguing. Also, I wouldn’t mind knowing what the deal is with her and candy either. These are thoughts I don’t usually have either. I never get close to my companions. It’s a rule I have always had, but I’m having trouble keeping it with her.

When she comes back to the table, our food has arrived. “I hope you don’t mind, I ordered us some tea. I thought we might be tired of champagne. ” She takes her seat and shrugs. “Sure that’s fine.” Is her response. I like her attitude. She seems so cool about everything. I take a few bites of my food and watch as she eats hers. Finally I ask, “So what happened between you and Candy?” She sighs, sips her tea then looks at me. “Honestly, its petty stuff from high school. Not very interesting. ” she answers.

I scoff, “You looked liked you were going to attack her, it must be a very big deal to provoke that kind of a reaction.” I persist. She takes a few more bites of food, then sighs. “Ok, so it was prom season….” Shd starts to explain everything. I’m shocked by the emotion that I feel for her. It actually hurts me to hear her being treated that way. By the end of the story I’m furious with candy as well. “Pretty pathetic?” She asks after shes done explaining.