A Night Out (Closed)

David drew a long slow deliberate breath, as he pondered the question. Hell, he was in advertising. Selling was what he did for a living, and he did it rather well too. But this was the hardest thing he had sell, himself. He hated talking about himself, because no matter what it was he said, it would sound like he is bragging.

David started slowly, "Well... Let's see... I know I'm not the best looking man... And I know I am honest, caring, kind, and I communicate well. I'd like to think that I am a bit of handyman, I can fix things around the house, and mechanically too. I'm also very loyal, and faithful... Shit, that made me sound like a dog... I mean ummm... I've never cheated on a girl..." David concluded. "Is there anything else you'd like to know about me?" He asked as an afterthought.
 
"Those are all good things but it makes you sound... Generic." Sarah said "what's one thing that makes you different? Something that sets you apart from the rest of the thousands of guys that are just like you?" She asked.
 
"The typical answer to that is I am me, and I am unique. But the one thing that sets me apart from the thousands of others, is I am not like them. I am me. I treat my girlfriends with respect and courtesy, give them what ever I can, and I also well... I have something else, but it's sexual, and I'm not sure if you'd like to go there with me." David said, getting slightly bashful as he finished explaining what sets him apart.
 
She sighed as she listened to him "what is it? You've got my interest. So what's so special?" She asked curious "maybe you aren't as special as you think... Your not the only guy who thinks he's good in bed."
 
David looked at the floor of the car, and said "Well I know most women complain about how insensitive guys are to there needs, well I'm not. I take a particular interest to ensure that a women is well satisfied. I spend a lot more time on foreplay than with intercourse. I believe that a good foreplay session can be a lot more intimate than a kiss, a grope, and wham, bam, thank you ma'am. It needs time, you have to move slowly, explore. And I have no qualms making sure you have orgasmed before we even start having sex." David said, and then there is this. David grabbed Sarah's hand and placed it on the above average concealed lump in his pants.
 
Sarah quickly pulled her hand away. "I don't care about how large you are." She said "you seem like a nice guy, but I'm not sure about this... I barely know you and you're already talking about you're penis." She said "I don't know if I should trust you, although you haven't given me much of a reason not too... Yet..."
 
"I'm not saying my size is important, and I only told you about it because you asked what I wouldn't tell you, I guess it was a bit of an overshare on my part, and I apologise for that. I hope you can find a reason to trust me, and that I don't give you a reason not to trust me." David said a little defensively.

"So Miss Sarah, I'd really like to hear about you." David said, hoping to change topics.
 
"There isn't much to hear." She said "I work in photography..." She said he wouldn't ask much about her job "well kinda... I live in a small one bedroom apartment. I don't have any pets." She said "I dot know if I'm very skilled when it comes to sex... I don't drink much, I've actually never gotten drunk."
 
David smiled and nodded as Sarah told her about herself. "I'm sure there is plenty more to tell, Sarah. What about your favourite food, colours, music, tv shows etc.? Do you have any brothers and sisters? What about how come a pretty girl like you is single?" David ventured after Sarah finished her abridged version about her.
 
"Pasta, red and white, any type of music, I don't watch much tv." She said quickly rattling the answers off "I don't have any siblings. I'm just an only child..." She continued pausing at his last question not sure she wanted to answer "I'm single because my fiancé left me at the alter..." She said "a year ago... It was the worst day of my life..."
 
David rested his hand on Sarah's knee reassuringly, and said "He is a bloody idiot, I am sure of that and I've only know you a matter of minutes. I would never do something like that to you."

David removed his hand, and just then the car started to slow. David looked out the window, and saw they were arriving at Coffee Class. "We're here already. Time does fly when you're having fun." By the time he had finished saying this the driver had jumped out, and opened the door.

David jumped out, and held his hand out to help Sarah out of the car. They walked in to Coffee Class, with a narrow distance between them. David spoke to the maître D quietly, so Sarah couldn't hear, and the maître d just smiled and nodded saying, "Follow me please."

The maître D led them to a quiet booth the bordered the window, and after Sarah was seated, David said "The view certainly is beautiful, but I am lucky enough to have something even more beautiful to stare at."
 
"You don't need to take pity on me." She said looking down at the table "I really rather not talk about it. I'm tired of people treating me like some fragile doll because they think that they'll say something wrong." She sighed.
 
"I'm not taking pity on you, I'm just being honest. And as for not talking about it, that is fine. I can respect that. But I do have one question..." David left it hanging in the air, and changed topic as he perused the menu by saying "I hear the caramel macchiato, or triple choc lattes are delicious."
 
"Okay... Well I guess I'll try the triple chocolate latte." She said "you can ask your question if you would like... I'm sure it can't be too horrible." She said as she glanced over the menu "let's just get it out of the way."
 
"Well Sarah, I was going to ask, if maybe you would consider going out somewhere else after here? If you like we can catch a cab, no limo, no fancy stuff. Just you and me. Just two friends going out somewhere for fun." David said.

The waiter appeared to take the order and David said, "Two triple chocolate latte please."

David returned his gaze to Sarah's eyes, and said, "So how about it? Would you like to go somewhere after this?" As he asked this, he gave her the puppy dog eye look.
 
"It's late. What's even open at this time of night?" She asked "I really don't want to go back to the club." Sarah said as she looked at a clock "what did you have in mind?"
 
"I'm over the club scene too. It's not normally my definition of a night out." David said agreeing with her. "I was thinking maybe a walk along the beach, or maybe a late night movie at the 24 hour cinema? Unless you have something else in mind." David offered.
 
"How about a movie? I just want to relax." She said looking over at him "it's been an odd day... I don't usually run around town with strange men that I've just met at a club I didn't even want to be at in the first place."
 
"Maybe it was fate that we met. So how would you like to get to the theatre... Limo... Taxi??? And I think if I was really a strange man... You wouldn't be here now with me." David said smiling at her, as he reached across the table, and held her hands in his, gently.
 
Sarah just stared at her hand in his. She could either pull her hand away and continue to try and keep her distance from him or she could leave it entertained with his. She wasn't sure that it was fate that they had met, maybe she would have a year ago but she no longer believed in fate. No guy was going to come along and sweep her off her feet , give her flower, say he loved her. That guy didn't exist anymore.
 
Just then the waiter arrived and wordlessly gently placed a triple chocolate latte in front of each of them. He smiled and nodded to David before leaving as quickly and quietly as he arrived.

David released his hands from Sarah's, and took a sip of his coffee, "Mmm, they are good." David chuckled, as he licked his lips. "So Miss Sarah, what movie would you like to see? How are we getting there?" David smirked as he asked this.
 
"Um..." Sarah brought herself back to reality "you can pick the movie and transportation. I'm curious to see what kind of movies you like." She said picking up her coffee and taking a long sip.
 
"How about we finish our coffee's, and we walk down the hill to the theatre? That was we can spend some more time together." David said before taking a deep mouthful of his coffee. "And I was thinking maybe we could see whatever comedy is showing down there."
 
"Okay..." She said not looking forward to walking all the way there in heels "so what kind of movies are your favorite? Do you always prefer to see comedic films?" She asked.
 
"Depends on how I'm feeling. Sometimes I might enjoy a good action movie, or a bit of a horror movie. If you're lucky, you might even be able to get me watch a girly movie." David laughed as he took another big swig from his coffee. "What about you? What do you like?"
 
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