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enchantednymph 12-Mar-23 06:19 AM
TW: Adult themes, language, alcohol use, more TBD
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Autumn Foster BOT 12-Mar-23 07:07 AM
Soft and ambient music played in the background of a small dress boutique, several patrons browsing the new spring collection that had just been released. One particular patron held a slight frown on her lips as she glanced between a dress and the older woman who held it. "What's wrong with this one sweetie, I'm telling you... You'll look gorgeous in it. Just try it." The woman stated, a wounded look on her face. "It's not the dress that's the problem mom." Autumn sighed, her fingers reaching out to stroke the thin light blue material of the sundress. "You just dropped a bomb on me that I'm supposed to have a blind date... today. And your way of making it up to me is by taking me shopping." Her fingers released the dress as she turned and shifted through some of the other dresses on the rack in front of them. "Well, would you have said yes if I had asked you beforehand?" The inquisitive tone in her mother's voice had not been lost on Autumn as she stopped on a pink dress with a white floral print. "It's been months since you broke up with Tony....Tommy? Whatever that man's name was." And you're not getting any younger. The unspoken words she knew her mother had thought crossed her mind and Autumn sighed. "His name was Terry mom. And yes, I would have. But I'm not prepared." She sighed, moving on from the floral dress and turning to look at her mother. Her mother lit up, a look of hope in her eyes as she shook her head. "That's why we are shopping dear! I'll even take you to get your hair done! We still have a couple hours until you're supposed to meet at the restaurant anyway. I can't help that it was last minute...your father and his business partner set the time and date. I'm just the messenger." Autumn gave her mother a look that said she didn't believe it but she wouldn't bother to refute it. "I'll try it on." She conceded, her hand grabbed the hanger gently from her mother before heading into one of the changing stalls that weren't far off.
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blankspace She stared at herself in the mirror as she removed her previous dress, a look of dissatisfaction on her face as she looked at her curves. She wasn't thin by any means, her body more curvaceous and not quite up to the beauty standards set by the media. Her hand moved over her stomach as a sigh escaped her. Was a date even worth it? Her past dating experience clearly stated it would all be futile to hope for anything yet... Autumn removed the dress from the hanger and slipped into it, making sure to do the buttons before she once again looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was pretty but not really her style, with a shake of her head she slipped out of it and put it back on the hanger. "Mom, can you get that purple one from earlier?" A moment later the dress was poking through the thick cloth curtain and Autumn couldn't help the smile that crossed her lips, her mother knew her well that was very much evident. "If you like that one, I'll pay for it and then we can go to the salon...I'll even pay for them to do your make-up. Then I'll drop you off at the restaurant." Autumn shook her head, there was no point in arguing with her mother. She'd already decided and from experience Autumn knew to just give in. Worst case scenario she had a free dinner, she just needed to keep in mind not to expect anything to come of the date. "This is the one, I'll be out in a mi-"
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blankspace "Don't take it off, just give me the tag dear, no need to change out of what you'll wear to the date." Her mother all but sang as her hand stuck through the curtain. Autumn sighed and closed her eyes, carefully removing the tag and doing exactly as her mother had instructed. She gathered her old dress after, carefully folding it before slipping out of the changing room to meet her mother at the register. "Here dear, a bag for your old dress. Now, let's get going... No time to spare!" Her mother hummed as she ushered her from the store. Two hours later and Autumn was stepping out of the white BMW Sedan, her nerves as tight as a taut rubber band being pullet at both ends. Her heels clacked against the sidewalk as she turned to wave goodbye to her mother. "Remember, tell them you're there to meet Mr. Wright... Maybe he'll be Mr.Right." Her mom gave her a wink before pulling away from the curb, ultimately leaving Autumn to stare dumbfounded at her mom's terrible joke. One deep breath and then another and Autumn turned to head inside. The place screamed of money and she wondered what it was that this guy did, though she supposed if her father was associated with his own then perhaps he was in the same line of business though she knew better than to assume. The maître d' offered her a smile as she entered which she returned in kind. "Name?" Autumn's hands clenched against her dress as she spoke. "Wright?" She hadn't meant for it to come out as a question but it had. "Right this way Miss." As she followed the older gentleman she couldn't help but wonder what was to come, nor could she help the butterflies that seemed to only grow with each step she took towards the table. Was he already there? Would she have to wait?
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Michael Wright BOT 12-Mar-23 07:22 AM
Michael had assisted Mr Foster in his accounts and after meeting multiple times, they got to talking. Mr Foster had mentioned his daughter, Autumn, who was on the market for a new man. After her father had very openly showed him a photo of the two of them on his phone, it was clear the glint in Michael’s eye. One that at the time, Mr Foster jumped on. “Why don’t I set you both up?” He’d suggested. It had been in the diary ever since that, 2 weeks ago. Michael had taken the day off of work, especially for the occasion. His status had been single since the break down of his relationship with Amanda almost a year ago. He hadn’t really stepped foot back into the dating scene since. He’d been to the gym this morning, and he’d now showered and trimmed his beard, tidying it up. Important to be his best self visually. Michael was 6ft. Tall, dark and handsome. He cared for himself and looked after himself. He stared at his wardrobe, towel around his waist before pulling out his decision. A white, muscle fit white shirt, grey checkered trousers and brown shoes, matching his brown belt. He fixed his watch against his wrist, took his wallet and phone into his pocket and got into the Uber waiting outside. On arrival, the front of house recognised him and smiled, shaking his hand. “Your date is here, Mike. I’ll take you through” he began to walk. “You’ve got quiet, private booth in the corner, nice for you to get to know eachother there” he nodded. Michael turned the corner toward the booth at the end of the long room, red hair visible behind the high back seating. That could be her. @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 12-Mar-23 07:54 AM
She wasn't sure if it was a blessing or a curse to have arrived first but had decided as she was guided into the booth that perhaps it was a good thing. It gave her time to calm herself, to inwardly prep herself. Autumn knew nothing about the man she was meeting save for his last name, her mother having not provided her with anything. There wasn't much she could do while waiting so instead of worrying in her mind she had decided to pull out her phone. A text from her mother wishing her good luck and asking for updates once Autumn had some had her rolling her eyes. She loved her mother but there were times that she felt a little overbearing, her dating life was one of them. Autumn had a test from her assistant which she replied to almost instantly, verifying the dates for the book release should everything continue on trend. She only had a few more revisions to make before it would be ready to send to the publisher. She had just finished typing up the message and had hit send when she heard the sound of footsteps coming up. With a quick lock of the phone her head swiveled and tilted up slightly to see who would be approaching. Autumn nearly felt her jaw drop to the floor when she saw the man behind the maître d'. Her mouth went dry and a flush forced it's way onto her cheeks. Was he coming to her table? Surely not...someone that good looking wouldn't- They stopped in front of the table as the maître d' flourished the vacant booth seat and placed down two menus. Autumn herself not paying much attention to the menu or the older man. Instead she observed the well dressed Mr. Wright as he took his seat. Was this some kind of joke? Surely he could have his pick of anyone to go on a date with. Had her father not informed him of her looks? Her brows scrunched together as she blinked. "H-hello." Great, her nervousness was evident in her voice. "Ah, I'm Autumn. I-it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wright?"
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Michael Wright BOT 17-Mar-23 05:41 AM
Michael stood, tall infront of Autumn as she got to her feet, a shy look etched across her cheeks. She stumbled her words as he offered her his hand. “Please, it’s Michael, or Mike” he said softly, gently, calmly. He smiled and shook her hand. It was clear she was nervous. His eyes took a not so subtle glance across the woman infront of him, travelling her before his gaze hit the floor, returning back to her eyes. “Please, take a seat” he ushered her back into their booth. “Nervous?” He asked, a soft tone to his voice as he shuffled next to her. “You look amazing…” he told her, honesty etched across his eyes. The waiter arrived again. “Drinks?” He asked politely. “I’ll have the usual please.” Michael paused, looking across to Autumn. “Yourself?” He asked. Hopefully in time they’d know eachother well enough to order for eachother. “So, what do you do?” Michael asked, smiling intently. Important to break the ice with an easy question, start getting to know her early on. Show an interest. He was interested in what he could see, at least. @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 17-Mar-23 11:17 AM
A slight nod of her head in acknowledgement of his name. "Michael then, pleasure to meet you." His hand nearly engulfed hers in size and all too soon the heat was gone as he released her hand. Michael looked her up and down and she couldn't help but inwardly squirm as he assessed her looks. It wasn't an uncommon thing for these sorts of dates. She wasn't surprised either that her nervousness was so readily pointed out. It was his compliment on her appearance that had her cheeks flushing a complimentary shade of pink and nearly leaving her dumbfounded. Autumn would have brushed it off like she did when most men complimented her, assuming it was out of obligation yet she stopped herself when her eyes locked with his and say the sincerity in them. "Ah- Th-thank you. You look...nice...too." Once they were both situated into the booth she glanced over the menu as the waiter approached. A drink sounded lovely, perhaps something to help boost her confidence or at least warm her up a little so she wasn't overly conscious of every little thing throughout the evening. "A glass of Merlot please." She offered a small smile. Autumn watched as the waiter walked off to fulfill their order for drinks when she heard Michael's question, her attention returning to the man whom her father had vouched for. "Ah, I write novels. Though I've only published one book so far and that hadn't really taken off much." She offered a small smile back as she looked down. "My second book is due to be released later this year..." Autumn trailed off and flattened the skirt of her dress over her thighs before she looked back up at him. "I assume you're in the same business as my father?"
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Michael Wright BOT 17-Mar-23 10:38 PM
Michael smiled, his attention captured by Autumn as she briefly explained what she does. Book writing. An author. Michael was intrigued. His smile grew as she finished. “That’s so impressive. A published author with another on the way. What is it you write?” He asked. It was very attractive, a woman with drive, an accomplished, professional woman. “If you need a plus one to the book launch, let me know” he smirked playfully, her hands flattening her skirt over her thighs. Michael nodded. “We work accounts, that’s right…” he paused, his eyes smiling broadly toward hers. “He told me he had a single daughter, one he wants to find the right man for…” Michael paused again. “I saw a photo of you and… well, I couldn’t say no” he raised his eyebrows playfully toward her. She was his type physically. @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 04:21 AM
It was a natural progression to his question and she would readily answered it though she wasn't sure what sort of reaction she should expect once he found out. "I write young adult novels, specifically the fantasy romance genre since it's a pretty popular one." His comment about her needing a plus one had her face flushing once again. "I- I'll keep that in mind." Of course her father had found some way to shove his intentions for his only beloved daughter into a conversation with someone he felt would be a good match for her. Though Autumn knew her father was trying to help she had grown weary of all the blind dates her parents had set up for her. If this one didn't take she would be firm and tell them that she was done looking. Though so far she felt like there was promise... "Oh no, he showed photos? Please tell me it wasn't one that was embarrassing like our trip to Hawaii?" She could only imagine her father showing another man a photo of his daughter in a swimsuit, he was dense like that sometimes. "Ah, no don't answer that." Her cheeks flushed again. "You couldn't say no?" Autumn was in disbelief. "And why exactly was that?"
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 04:27 AM
Michael smiled and nodded as Autumn explained the genre she wrote. “I don’t have much of an understanding of that environment, but I know it’s a popular one…” he paused. Their drinks arrived. Michael thanked the waiter who left them for continue to chat. He would probably return soon to discuss food options. Michael laughed and looked inward to Autumn. “It wasn’t a swimsuit photo, though if you’ve got it to hand, I’ll gladly cast an eye over it” he teased. Michael nodded. “I couldn’t say no.” He paused, repeating what she’s said. He stared at her for a moment. Time to be vulnerable. “I think… I think you’re stunning. Beautiful.” His eyes travelled her. “I think you’re fascinating, interesting, powerful, committed, confident. Amazing body…” he managed to squeeze in at the end, taking a sip of the gin infront of him. @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 04:38 AM
"Surely you jest, I know I am pretty... but I don't meet the beauty standards of this day and age." She shook her head. "We've only known each other for a handful of minutes surely you're overestimating me but I'll accept the compliment that you think so highly of me." Her eyes twinkled with mischief though her cheeks retained that faint blush to them. "Perhaps some other time you'll see such photos but alas, I have none of them on my phone." Autumn picked up her wine glass and swirled the contents around as she sat back to observe her date. He was a smooth talker, that much was certain and she found herself actually finding it rather refreshing though she wasn't quite sure if this was his innate charm or if he expected something to come of this date. Though, she supposed since it had been set up by her father that he wouldn't try and do anything that might leave a bad impression. A woman could hope at least. Her faith in men had been fractured for some time and just having one pleasant conversation wouldn't outright undo all the wrongs she had experienced the past few years. "I'm honestly surprised we haven't crossed paths before this... I attend quite a few of the upper management parties with my father when the need arises and I believe I would have remembered someone as handsome as you at any of those gatherings." She brought the glass of wine to her lips and inhaled deeply, enjoying the aroma of it before she took a small sip. It was dry, yet it wasn't the least bit unpleasant as it spread over her tongue. Lowering the glass Autumn tilted her head. "I must admit to you now that my father hadn't truly told me much of you; he had left it to my mother to inform me of this date and she has never been forthcoming with information. So, I know your occupation. What about your age? Are you older than me or perhaps younger? One can never gauge by looks alone." She had a hunch he was younger.
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 04:44 AM
Michael smiled as Autumn accepted his honest opinion of the brief time they’d spent together, though, she kept it perhaps at arms length. Perhaps not wanting to jynx anything, or perhaps due to past experiences. “Maybe, you’re just my type, and everything you possess, that I know or can see so far, ticks those boxes?” He suggested. Michael nodded. “I had wondered if we ever had crossed paths, but, alas not. Perhaps that makes the now more intriguing.” He watched as her lips and nose sampled the glass before testing it with a small gulp. “I’m handsome?!” He held on to playfully. “Mmm, he said he’d leave any small details to your mother” Michael laughed, almost in on the act between them all. “Well, I’m 33.” He paused, taking another sip of the gin, cutting his throat with the gentle aroma of cucumber. “If you don’t mind, how old might you be?” @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 05:42 AM
"I seem to be pretty good at ticking boxes then." She chuckled and shook her head at his antics. "Oh? Am I mistaken? Perhaps I should go and visit my eye doctor after this date." A smile spread over her lips as she brought the wineglass up for another sip. She let the liquid swirl over her tongue before swallowing it, glancing at him over the rim of the glass. He was indeed handsome, though why someone like them hadn't been tied down by now had her curious. "Hadn't anyone ever told you not to ask a lady her age?" She tsked though there was clearly a smile on her face. She had been right, she was older but not by much though she supposed that all came down to personal preferences. "If you must know I'm older than you by three years..." She had questions and though her lips parted to ask the first of a few the waiter had come once again, their conversation temporarily put on hold. "Are we ready to order?" A friendly smile to the two at the table had Autumn returning it in kind as she glanced over the menu. She had barely glanced at it and as a rule she never ate much on dates, too worried about appearances to do so. "Ah, I'd like the lobster and shrimp bisque please, as well as a small side salad." She closed her menu and glanced over at Michael as she waited for him to add what he wanted.
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 05:47 AM
“Well, why don’t you tell me another time if you’re mistaken or not” he teased. “I’d hate for you to make a decision so quickly” he smirked, continuing their teasing moment. “Mm, cougar” he raised his eyebrows playfully. She seemed eager to let a question flow from her lips, just as the waiter returned to ask for their order. “I’ll take the fillet, please” Michael requested. Medium, peppercorn sauce and mashed potato’s” he smiled from Autumn to the waiter, and back again. “So, I might be just beating you to it, but, what are you on the market for? What are you after?” He asked intently. He wondered whether, given their mature ages, they may be after something similar. Though of course, they may be after something totally different. @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 05:56 AM
The waiter made note of their order before he bowed his head and headed for the kitchens, Autumn's eyes following naturally until he was out of sight. "I would hardly call myself a cougar you know, though this kitten may just have claws." Another sip of wine and Autumn already felt more confident though she wasn't sure if it was because of the wine itself or the playful banter the two seemed to be partaking in. Whatever the case, she was really enjoying herself. "What I'm on the market for?" She raised her brows quizzically and had a look of confusion for a moment and then her hand moved to her chest while she mock gasped. "I wasn't aware I was on the market for anything... I wonder, would I fetch a high price?" She giggled then, that twinkle of mischief still in her eyes. If he could be playful so too could she. It was a testament that she had started to become comfortable in his presence, quite fast too at that which surprised Autumn. "What are most women my age looking for?" She shrugged, her eyes downcast as she swirled the red wine in her glass. A momentarily slip showed the slight down curve of her lips, "I want to settle down, my internal clock is ever ticking and I'm reminded frequently with all the little invites to baby showers and weddings I receive from my past classmates.... What about you?" She asked, her head tilting slightly as her gaze once again found his. "What are you on the market for, Michael?"
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 06:02 AM
Michael’s eyebrows raised, his smirk grew. Their behaviour mirrored eachother. There was definitely mental chemistry between them, it seemed easy for them to tease and joke against eachother. “So far, I’d happily get my chequebook out” he smirked again, though he possibly hadn’t even stopped doing so. Michael nodded. He understood her stance. He gathered himself. Time to be vulnerable again. “I want that life too. I want the family, the picket fence, the children, the marriage and grandchildren.” He paused; a warm smile being shot her direction. “I guess it’s healthy to want the same thing in that department.” @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 06:50 AM
"Oh? You sure you can afford to keep me?" His smile was contagious, her own not having left in the moments since their banter had started. "Whoa, already talking about grandchildren?" She shook her head and chuckled. "I don't want to imagine myself with wrinkles just quite yet... but the rest of it sounds like the ideal for sure." It was good that both of them were looking for something so similar to the other. Autumn had made the mistake before about dating a few men who had no interest in any of it. Either they wanted her money and the promise of what her parents brought to the table or they wanted a quick lay. It was nice knowing that this time around it might be different. She couldn't outright put blind trust in someone she had just met but something told her that he meant everything he said. "It's promising, that much is certain." Autumn leaned closer, her elbows resting on the edge of the table for a moment. "Do you have any siblings?" She had a feeling he already knew she was an only child, he worked with her father after all. "What about your parents? Are they still around?"
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 06:56 AM
“You’d be a hot grandma though” his playful streak not showing any sign of leaving. “I think it’s difficult to find two people who want similar things so easily in this day and age. I’ve struggled to find something that ticks everything AND wants something I do.” He explained. His dating life had been hit and Miss for a while now. Perhaps, Autumn would be a stop to that. “I trust your father, he obviously see’s something” his neck arched as they spoke. Autumn leaned forward, Michael did the same, tentatively reaching for her hand to stroke gently, should she agree. “I have an older sister. Your age” Michael smiled and nodded. “I think you’d get on well together, i can see you both having girl time together” his smile continued as he imagined that. “Sorry, I know you’re an only child, I can’t put that question to you” he laughed gently. Michael continued to nod. “My parents are both still here, my mum actually knows I’m on a date. I’m close with my mum” he said, pride etched across his cheeks. @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 07:08 AM
"A gilf in the making, huh?" She chuckled her head shaking side to side slowly. Clearly their banter wouldn't die down just yet. "Agreed, honestly my past dating experiences have left a bitter taste in my mouth. But..." She glanced down as his hand moved towards hers, his fingers stroking the top of her hand sent a flutter of butterflies into the pit of her stomach. Her eyes only left their hands to stare into his eyes as he spoke. "No need to apologize about me being an only child... Just means I was extra spoiled growing up." That smile grew for a moment. It was true, she was the apple of both her parents eye and sometimes it was a blessing, other times not so much but she had no complaints. Her life was pretty cookie cutter, vanilla but it was her life and she wouldn't have changed any of it. "I'm sure you can tell, I'm a daddy's girl, though I also have a close bond with my mother. I would have had an older brother but my mother had miscarried during the early stages of her pregnancy. I think both of them realized how precious life was after that, hence me being a spoiled rotten heiress." She scrunched her nose and shrugged. "Hobbies?"
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 07:22 AM
Michael bit his lower lip for a brief second. His fingertips stroking softly at the top of her hand. “A milf into a gilf, who knows” he smirked, releasing the bite against his lip. “I’ve got my work cut out to treat you like the special woman you’ve become then eh?” He smiled, his spare hand reaching for his gin. Their gazes rarely leaving the others eyes. Their eye contact strong. Michael nodded. “I’m probably a self proclaimed mommy’s boy” he admitted. Michael’s face softened. “I’m sorry, I had no idea…” he paused. “I love to cook. Sports too. I get to play sometimes for the local sports club. You could come watch some time” he raised his eyebrows. I love to explore, learn. I like to walk outdoors, get fresh air, but I love a duvet day if it’s raining” he smiled warmly. “Yourself? What takes your time up other than writing?” He asked intrigued. @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 08:21 AM
Her laugh that escaped was like a soft melody only to be heard at their small booth. "Definitely will be a challenge I'm sure." Though in truth it didn't take a lot to make her happy, but Autumn didn't feel the need to tell him such. "Self proclaimed mommy's boy, huh? I suppose I should invite your mother out for brunch if you make it to date three hmm?" Her head shook when he apologized. "It was long ago, both of them have healed from the loss so it's alright." "Cook...that make's one of us. I can bake a boxed cake, but that's about it when it comes to the kitchen." She snickered remembering the last time she had tried to cook. The poor pan had become so burnt she had to just throw it away not to mention the fire department had come. "Sports? What kind of sport? There are quite a few sports that involve balls, but if you asked me about any of them I would very proudly inform you I am clueless besides telling the difference between each ball." "I like hiking, after being hunched over my computer or papers I like to get out and get some good old sunshine and oxygen. I dabble in drawing but I'm not that great, and I read if it's a rainy day...not my own works of course but I like seeing into the minds of other writers and how they make a story unfold." She smiled softly, her eyes going a little glossy for a moment. "I also would say I'm quite an amateur photographer though I only use my phone. Anything artsy I'll try at least once."
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 08:29 AM
Michael smiled. He nodded. “If I make it to a third date, we can absolutely meet my mother. That’s a big step, very brave” he assured her. “I hope you get the chance to” he admitted confidently. “Maybe for our fourth date, I’ll cook?” He suggested, teasingly raising the number of dates they’d be having. “I like football, though the British call it soccer” he paused, laughing. “It’s important for one to understand the difference in balls, for sure” a playful smirk grew. “Mm, we seem to enjoy similar things too. The great outdoors, a good book” he paused. “Of course, I love a spa break or a sunny holiday. It’s important to relax too” he assured her. “I’d love to see your drawing, or photos!” The conversation easily flowed. Their company was simple. There wasn’t a flaw to see so far. “I have the steak for the gentleman…” the waiter announced, arriving holding two large, warm plates. Michael leaned back, placing his napkin across his knees. @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 09:03 AM
"...and a lobster and shrimp bisque for the lady as well as a salad that will come out momentarily." The waiter placed the food in front of each one respectively and just looking at it made Autumn's mouth water. He waited a moment to make sure they didn't request anything else from him before he headed back to the kitchen to grab the salad and returned with it with a speed that impressed her. The guy would deserve a decent tip by the end of the night. "Thank you." She beamed him a smile of thanks before he bowed his head slightly. "If either of you need anything else, please don't hesitate to ask." He backed away, his head giving a small nod before he went to assist at another table. "You could always look for me on social media to find my art. Though nothing is truly noteworthy I'm sure." She unraveled her own napkin, placing it in her lap to protect her dress from the possible spills that might happen. The smell of the food was amazing and she couldn't wait to dig in, his own food looked just as delicious. "Bon appétit, as the French say." An hour later... Their conversations had flowed effortlessly and while they had contemplated dessert Autumn had opted out of it though she wasn't quite ready to call it an end to the evening just yet. Her mother had dropped her off so she was without her car which meant she either needed to call for an uber or ask her date for a ride. Autumn knew which one her mom had wanted her to take so with the last sip of her wine for the evening she leaned in, her eyes warm as she glanced at Michael, her cheeks rosy. "Shall we split the bill?" Honestly she preferred it that way but she knew that some guys found it offensive while others expected her to front to entirety of them. Bad dates after bad dates taught her that lesson, though she didn't think Michael would be that way.
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 09:07 AM
both their glasses were empty after Autumn finished hers. She’d suggesting paying the bill, her body posture leaning toward him. “Would you er… would you be offended if I said I’d like to pay the bill?” Michael offered, a smile across his cheeks, though he felt the requirement to explain. “I’ve had a lovely evening, I’d like to finish it the right way. A woman should always be treated. Plus, I’d love to see you again” he smiled. Was he being too forward? He pondered for a moment more. Unsure of what was next. “What’s your plan? You need a ride home? You want a drink somewhere or?…” he paused, he wasn’t going to suggest anything more. Be a gentleman. @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 10:54 AM
"Ah, I don't mind if you pay if that's what you prefer as long as you let me buy you a drink some time." Her bottom lip nervously went between her teeth though as he said he'd enjoyed the evening she felt those familiar butterflies begin to flutter. "I...enjoyed tonight as well." "Plans? I-" She flushed. "Yes, I need a ride, my mother dropped me off since we were out shopping together earlier. Instead of a drink perhaps a walk at the park downtown?" It was a more intimate setting without being too intimate for a first date and she hoped he might agree. "Though if you prefer, we could go somewhere else for a drink?" @Matt Writes
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 10:57 AM
Michael didn’t hesitate, handing the waiter his card to pay. A smile arched across his lips as Autumn nervously but at her lower lip. “Deal, a drink some time sounds great…” he paused, taking his card back and into his wallet. “Why don’t we do that?” He suggested. “A nice, slow walk round the park before we sort you out a ride?” Autumn seemed somewhat relieved that Michael had agreed to her idea. An intimate way to end the night, a casual walk together round the park. “Shall we?” He suggested, getting to his feet and offering her his hand to shuffle her out and stood upright. “Did you bring a coat?” @enchantednymph
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Autumn Foster BOT 18-Mar-23 12:04 PM
She shouldn't have been surprised that he had wanted another date, he'd said as much himself yet she still found herself with an urge to pinch her cheeks to make sure this wasn't in fact a dream. Michael offered her his arm and Autumn accepted it, letting him help her up from the booth. A small sheepish smile across her face and she shook her head. "Afraid not, but it shouldn't be too cold." Reluctantly she removed her hand from his arm, the need to make sure the skirt of her dress was still neat was very strong so she slid her hands over the purple fabric, the softness almost grounding her and removing the little bubble of worry she had felt for just a split second. As they exited the restaurant Autumn realized just how wrong she had been. There was a chill in the early evening, the wind blowing with enough force that the skirt of her dress dance around her thighs wildly. She flushed and instinctually moved inward closer to Michael in hopes to protect herself from the cold breeze. Accidently bumping into him with a little more force than she had intended. She flushed as red as a tomato and cleared her throat and took a step back and rubbed at her arms as she looked away sheepishly. "Ah, apologies." @Matt Writes
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Michael Wright BOT 18-Mar-23 12:10 PM
Michael felt Autumn crash gently against him as they turned away from the restaurant and toward the park, a couple of blocks away. “Come on…” Michael immediately insisted as she apologised. His arm out open against his side, inviting her in. “It might be more protected in the park” his warm body offering her some brief salvation. The dress wasn’t going to help her too much, as nice as it is, and as wonderful as she looked wearing it. His eyes glanced over her again. She really did have a fantastic figure. Child bearing hips. “So, you live with mom and dad, or? Where’s the Uber going to be taking you later?” He asked. @enchantednymph
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