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Just then, the guy from the other end of the bar appeared in front of her. Kirsten realized she was staring at him, like some self aware idiot teenager.
"This is a little embarrassing," said the man. "And I know it's a huge clich__, but can I buy you a drink?"
Kirsten ran her eye over the stranger briefly. Tall, well groomed and moderately handsome, she concluded.
About to decline his offer, Kirsten surprised herself.
"Sure," she said. "Why not? But I'm on orange juice, thanks."
The man visibly blushed, and stammered, "Well, I'm Jamie. Be right back."
"And I'm Kirsten," she replied and flashed a seductive smile. "I'll be waiting."
Jamie returned with the drinks and squeezed in beside Kirsten. The booth they were in was reasonably private she thought. So, what now she wondered?
Kirsten wondered if she should tell Jamie up front that she didn't allow herself to be "picked up" by guys.
But instead she thought, let's just let this play out.
"What happened to your date?" Kirsten asked.
A broad smile came across his face. "Oh that's just my personal assistant. We sometimes have a drink after work."
Jamie continued, "She would burst out laughing if anyone thought we were on a date; or that she would be interested in me!"
As they chatted and got to know each other, Kirsten forgot for a moment where they were.
"I feel I should tell you something, Kirsten."
Here it comes, she thought. He's either married or he wants to take me home. Which is it?
"I don't really do this," Jamie said. "Chat women up in bars and trying to hook up, or whatever the saying is. And I'm not doing it now; in fact I have to go shortly."
A mixture of relief and mild disappointment flooded over Kirsten.
"I don't either," Kirsten replied. "Sometimes I wish I could do something a little crazy. Quite the boring type I am."
"I don't agree," replied Jamie with a sheepish grin. "You're someone I'd like to get to know. I'd like to learn how to be a little bit crazy myself."
Kirsten smiled. She had sometimes fantasized about the life she thought her friend Kate had. Sexually uninhibited, men seemed to be attracted to her like bees around a honey pot. And she went home regularly with men she had just met.
Once she even saw Kate feel up a guy in a corner booth.
Went home with them? Fucked them, she reminded herself; but that wasn't something Kirsten could do, or not easily.
She looked across at Jamie and smiled.
Kirsten closed her eyes for a few seconds; the sort of moment that when you open your eyes, you think "this isn't happening."
But Jamie was still nervously sitting there; and checking his watch.
Kirsten slid closer to Jamie and whispered to him. "Why don't I be just a little crazy before you go?"
Kirsten took his silence to mean she should continue.
"Can you close your eyes for a few seconds, Jamie?"
Scarcely believing what was happening, Kirsten took a deep breath. She was being a crazy person, but so what?
Looking around, all the patrons in the bar were minding their own business, and where she was sitting with Jamie was certainly private.
Quickly, she undid the buttons on her blouse. She was wearing her favorite white bra and she had to admit the sight was a nice one.
"You can open your eyes now Jamie."
Jamie opened his eyes briefly and then quickly closed them again!
"Hey," smiled Kirsten. "I hope I'm not scaring you off."
"Far from it," whispered Jamie. "In fact, I'm feeling a little crazy now, and I like it. Do you mind if I just sit and look at you for a minute?"
Kirsten smiled and pulled back her blouse a little more. Feeling Jamie's eyes on her breasts certainly felt good. Her hand reached for her breast and ran a finger inside her bra strap, teasing Jamie. It was just enough for Jamie to visualize what lay under her bra.
Jamie took a deep breath. "I'm going to suggest I leave now, and hope there might be another time, ok?"
They were exactly the words Kirsten wanted to hear. She didn't want a hookup, how predictable and boring.
"That's a good idea," she smiled.