I sat at the counter, sipping my coffee while being mesmerized by the waitress serving the customers in the restaurant. Having caught the red-eye from New York, I arrived rather early and being able to catch a little sleep on the plane, felt refreshed, even with the time difference. I had planned on arriving early in San Francisco, just so I could take in some of the sights and relax a little before attending the Networking Conference and Logistics shows and seminars for the entire week. It was way too early to go to the hotel and register, so I strolled along with the waterfront window shopping, taking in the sights as I came to this restaurant near the end at the trolley turnaround. I started thinking about Kevin and how he treated me. I felt like his personal servant. It seemed that the only time we got together was on the weekends, and then I was only there to serve him and his buddies beer and pretzels while they watched the games all afternoon. After cleaning up when they left, all he wanted to do was go to bed and make love, if you could even call it that. It was like, wham bam, now get some sleep; there is a big game tomorrow. I had often asked him if we could go out and take in a show or do some window shopping. Each time all I got was excuses. His favorite being that he had already invited all his buddies over and it was one of his favorite teams playing. When I told him that I was leaving for San Francisco for the week, and would be gone from Friday until the following Monday, he cried and begged me not to go. When I had asked him why he simply stated that he and the guys would be lost without me there. I blew a gasket hearing that. I stood up and told him to find someone else to train because I quit. I turned and walked away from him, not looking back as he was begging me to stay. Suddenly it really felt very good knowing that I was finished with the asshole. As I sat there staring at the waitress, I still considered myself straight. When I was in high school and during sleepovers I played spin the bottle and kissed a few of the girls on a dare. In college, it wasn't until after hearing how the other women in the dorm gossiped about how sensual it was being with a woman. Attending a sorority party, very drunk sorority sisters started making the moves on me, kissing and touching me. Being a little drunk myself I started getting into it when I realized what I was doing. Abruptly getting up and leaving her I left the party very hastily not to say the least very embarrassed. Sitting here now staring at this woman, I was admiring her figure and the grace with which she carried herself while waiting on her customers. I couldn't help but notice her full and firm calves, and the nice rounded butt covered in those form-fitted jeans she was wearing. Even with the apron she was wearing covering her chest, I noticed her breasts were at least a D cup, and very firm. She appeared to be around five foot six or so, the same height I am. Being twenty-six, she seemed to be a little younger than. Looking over at the reflection against the window, I could see my shoulder-length auburn hair. Smiling at my reflection, I weighed as much today as I did back in High School, one hundred thirty-five pounds. Rocking on my hips, let's not forget the firm rounded butt with my 36 DD breasts. Although I couldn't see them in the reflection, I was told that my brown eyes were to die for. I had no problems with guys and the occasional woman hitting on me. While in my daydream world, a voice suddenly broke my concentration,
Janet: care for some more coffee?
A little startled,
Toni: Oh, I'm sorry, what did you say?
Janet: I asked if you cared for some more coffee ma'am.
Toni: Oh no thank you, I think I've had enough for one day.
Janet: Look, I get off in about thirty minutes, would you care to meet me around the corner at the trolley turnaround? There are a few benches there, we can sit and talk. Oh, and by the way, my name is Janet, Janet Jackson.
Toni: I'm sorry, but I think I better be moving on.
Feeling my face beginning to blush and spread down my neck and upper body, I knew was caught red-handed staring at her. Just as I was about to rise, I felt her hand on mine and for a second I felt a jolt, a wave of pure bliss pass over me. I believe she felt the same thing as I saw her eyes widen as if shocked at something.
Janet: Please say you will be there, I promise, as soon as I can get free, I will be there.
Toni: O... ok I stammered, I'll be there.
I had no idea why on earth I agreed to meet this woman, who I just learned her name was Janet.
Janet: By the way, could you tell me your name?
Toni: Oh... ah... My name is Toni Braxton.
Embarrassing again that I had to think of what my name really was.
Janet: Thank you Toni, and please wait for me.
Toni: Yeah, sure!
Paying for the coffee and pastry I had eaten, I slowly started walking out thinking she was going to berate me for staring at her; she would have done it in the restaurant. At least doing it in front of everyone would make me look like the fool I knew I was. As I sat on the bench waiting for Janet to join me, my thoughts returned to seeing her once more in my mind. Again I was brought back to reality as I felt someone sitting next to me.
Janet: Thanks for waiting for me Toni, I hope it wasn't too long of a wait for you?
Toni: No it wasn't. The air is a little cool, but I am enjoying it, but thanks for asking.
Janet: So tell me, where are you from?
Toni: Actually I am from a small town in Iowa, but I currently live and work in New York as Network Project Manager. Are you from here?
Janet: Yes and no, I am actually from just outside of Oakland, across the bay, but moved here to create my own identity and life.
As she was saying this to me, her head began to drop a little as if she was embarrassed about something. Not really knowing what she meant by her own identity and life, I decided for the moment not to pursue it any further. As we both sat dwelling in our own thoughts, she asked:
Janet: I couldn't help but notice you staring at me, can I ask you why?
Half turning to face her, I felt my blush rising once more from my embarrassment.
Toni: I am so sorry for staring at you, I just don't know how to apologize or if my apology could ever be enough.
While speaking to her, I reached out and laid my hand on top of hers,
Toni: I just want..."
I stopped speaking as I felt what I thought again was a wave of bliss washing over me. While staring into her eyes, I saw that she was feeling something also.
Toni: Janet...
Janet: Toni...
Both of us spoke at the same time.
A/N- What you think they gonna say?
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