Seduced

The coffee shop

I'll tell you my story, but you have to promise not to let one word of it slip past your lips. For you must leave it untouched, and pure. It was the month of October, my favorite month in fact, and for many reasons. One being how I loved the way the cool air chilled my skin and two... the oh so satisfying crunch of the multicolored fallen leaves beneath my feet. October was such a beautiful a season to me...strange how I found beauty in it, when everything around me was dying. It was an early morning and not much different from all my other Monday's...waking up to my alarm going off at 8:05 am... Rolling out of bed and heading into the kitchen to search for my keys then back tracking to get dressed... One of my favorite things to do is pick out an outfit for the day... Strange how something so simple made me feel so accomplished. I threw on a pair of back jeans... A white tank top and my favorite oversized light grey sweater with lines down it. Tossing my hair into a messy bun...and of course giving stori my back long hair cat kisses before heading out the door. Momos coffee shop was my favorite place to spend my mornings at. It was a small coffee / book store with an indie vibe to it. It was decorated with fairy lights...posters... Giant white fuzzy rugs... And just about everything else you'd find in an indie coffee /book store.. It had brick walls a black ceiling and beautiful marble floors that looked as if they were glass. My favorite spot was on their oversized couch with a shit ton of pretty pillows. But even though it had all these features to it...my favorite part of the day wasn't getting dressed... Or even plopping down onto that couch with a Carmel iced coffee ..it was seeing him... He came into momo's every Monday morning and sat in the same spot and ordered the same drink... And always dressed so nice... So sexy... The way he combed his medium dark curly hair back... How he kept his facial hair trimmed and neat... They way he always dressed in dark colors that complimented his dark brown eyes... How his shirts fit tightly around his defined arms... And even his smell was luring... Not to mention his seductive voice... He was pleasing to all of me... I couldn't help but stare while occosially undressing him with my eyes... How could I have so much lust for a man that I'd never even spoken to? But today was was different for the first time I had to balls to walk over to him and say something. Gripping my iced coffee in one hand and my phone in the other I stood up with what little confidence I had in me and walked over to the empty seat beside him and asked if it was taken.... I was not prepared for what happened next..

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