She Hates Me

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, many in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION. No marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. The story may not conform to our reality. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my stories.

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She Hates Me

I run into Sue, Liz and Rita at the mall. Unfortunately, Angela is with them. I had dated Sue for a while, then we moved on, but we are still friends and occasional FWB. Liz and Rita, I get along with, they were both nice, but I have no interest in dating either of them, they just are not my type. Angela on the other hand is smoking hot. At 5 foot 10 or thereabout with an hour glass figure and I estimate C cup breasts I would have dated her years ago, except that every time we meet, she put me down loudly in front of everyone. Today is no exception. I am talking to Sue and she comments "Why are you talking to that loser? There's lots better than him." Both Sue and I ignore her.

"Sue, how about we get together for coffee sometime?"

"Sure, how about tomorrow afternoon at The Columbian? How would 2 work for you?"

"Great, I will see you then." I exit as quickly as I can. Angela is such a bitch. And, it isn't just me, she is that way with a lot of the guys. The only ones she is nice to were the outcasts, the fat guys or the total nerds who wouldn't make a move.

I arrive a few minutes early, but Sue is already there. She had not ordered, but I knew her order and got her a medium latte and an almond croissant. I ordered a hot chocolate and a chocolate croissant for myself.

"I don't know what I have done to offend Angela."

"Don't worry, she is like that with any guy that I would consider dating. Seems like the only ones she is polite with are the real losers who couldn't get a date if you tied one to them."

We talk for a while and catch up on things that had happened since we talked last. She is now dating Reggie, but she figures she will dump him soon. "He's just no good in bed. And he doesn't take direction so I cannot improve him."

I laughed "Some guys are just untrainable."

"Not like you, you took direction well."

"A lot of what I know about pleasing women I learned from you."

She changed the topic. "Are you planning to go to the dance at The Rainbow Lounge on Friday?"

"I had not planned on it, but I don't have other plans. I am currently between girlfriends."

"I know and thought there are a couple of possibles for you that I expect to attend. It's probably worth your while. If you are going, I will put the word out to them that they should come."

"Sounds good, I assume you will be there."

"And Reggie, though it is probably his last chance. I am already on the hunt for his replacement."

"OK, I will see you there."

"Good, though I should warn you I think I have persuaded Angela to come. She needs to get out and meet someone. I don't think I have seen her date anyone. Marybell thought she might be gay and made a pass at her, but it went over like a lead balloon. I don't know what to do with her."

"Keep trying, I know you, eventually you will find someone she likes."

As a single guy I need to be early, so line up about an hour before The Rainbow Lounge opens. There are 12 guys ahead of me. Guys with dates started showing up just before opening, and single girls can show up any time and skip the line.

They would only let in 30 single guys at a $20 door charge before the single girls reached a good count, so I was early enough to grab a small table. Sue and Reggie show up about an hour after opening and join my table. About an hour later Angela shows up and, with a look of disgust on her face, joins my table to be with Sue.

I dance with several girls and Sue and Regie dance a lot. Sue introduces me to Rhonda, and I dance with her a bit. Angela sat at the table and drank. All of a sudden, she spots someone and grabs my arm. "You have got to get me out of here."

"What, why?" I look around, clearly someone had really spooked her.

"Brent and Tony just arrived; I cannot be here if they are here." Neither Brent or Tony has a good reputation. There are rumors of sexual assaults by them, but they had never been charged.

"OK. Let's find Sue and Reggie and let them know we are going." I stand up, and Angela grabs my arm, trying to keep me between her and them. We head out onto the dance floor and find Sue and Reggie. I had to yell for Sue to hear me. "Angela wants to leave so I will drive her."

Sue looked at me, and then at Angela. Angela was really spooked. "OK, call me tomorrow?"

"Sure"

I look around and find Brent. We cannot get out the front door without passing him. There is a back staircase, so I head for it, Angela tight on my arm. We were just about at the back door when Tony steps in front of us. "Hey, hey Johnny. Angie here is a lot of fun, maybe Brent and I can join you. She really needs a good gang bang."

"Piss off Tony." I open the back door and push Angela out. "Stay away from us."

The back door dumps us out onto the parking lot; we trot across to my car and I get Angela in. As I go around to the driver door, I see Tony at the back door watching us. As we pull out of the parking lot, Tony and Brent are running toward their car.

I head up the road and at the first intersection I turn. I goose it and get to the next intersection and turn. Then up two intersections and turn again. This gets us to a main thoroughfare. I merge into the traffic heading North.

I look over at Angela, she has crouched down below the window height. She is crying, just little whimpers, but lots of tears.

"Angela, it's OK, I am confident I have lost them." After a couple of minutes, I ask "Where would you like me to take you?"

It takes her a couple of minutes to calm down. "You can't take me home. They may be following you. They cannot know where I live."

I think for a while. "How about we go to the Denny's up by the hospital?"

"Yes, yes there will be lots of people there, so even if they find us, they cannot do anything. Too many witnesses."

"Why do they have you so spooked?"

"I don't want to talk about it. I'll just end up crying again."

I really don't know what to respond to that so I just keep quiet. When we get to Denny's I drive through the parking lot looking for a suitable parking spot not far from the door. Then on my second pass through someone gets into a car right by the door. I point it out. "What about that spot."

She hesitates. "Probably the best spot in the lot. We can be in the car and gone before they could get to any of the other available spots."

I wait, then pull into the spot. We get out and walk in. We are met by a young woman who directs us to a booth toward the back. Angela hesitates for a minute then "OK, that will do."

We sit and order milkshakes and a plate of fries. They come fairly quickly. Angela is starting to relax a bit as there is no sign of Tony and Brent finding us.

"Angela, I know it is none of my business, but I have been taught that if you talk about your fears they grow smaller, and if you bury them, they grow. I guarantee that anything you tell me will never be passed on to anyone."

Angela plays with a couple of fries. "Sue always tells me you are a good guy." She plays with the fries for a couple of minutes. "Why did you break up?"

"Sue and I were never really a couple. She was in a relationship with a guy when she met me. I didn't know, I never realized she was cheating on him when she hooked up with me. She taught me a lot about what I know about pleasing women. Then about three months later the guy corners me and beat the shit out of me. She apologized and eventually broke up with him. We have remained FWB occasionally since then."

"She was cheating on him?"

"Yeah, and I never knew. After he cornered me, she stayed with him for a couple of weeks then broke up with him."

"I never knew."

"No reason you would."

She played with her fries. "Brent pursued me. I let him take me out. At the end of the evening Tony showed up and the pair of them stripped me and had sex with me. It was horrible."

"Did you report it?"

"No, they would have made life a living hell for me. Of course, they have anyway. Every chance they get they try to get me alone again. Tony says I am a really good fuck. He did things to me that I never wanted to happen. All guys are rapists, just some under more control than others."

"That is rather an extreme position."

"I bet you would if you thought you could get away with it."

"No." I thought, I need a really good argument here. "Even before Sue, I believed that sex is best with someone who is really into it. If you are forcing someone, they cannot be into it. I assure you I would never force anyone to have sex with me. If I was really desperate, I would call Sue. She is always an active participant. Well, with me anyway."

She finished her milkshake. "You can take me home now."

I dropped her at her apartment building. Much as she is a really hot girl, I don't see any future there.

Two weeks later I get a call from a blocked number. I debate answering but then decide to be reckless. "Hello?"

"John? It's Angela."

"Hello Angela, what can I do for you?"

"I talked to Sue about our conversation after the Rainbow Lounge incident."

"Mhm?"

"She told me that I can trust you."

"I would like to think that you can."

"Can I come over?"

"Ah, sure, I have nothing planned tonight other than World of Warcraft, so I am imminently interruptible for other things. I live at"

"I know, I got your number and address from Sue. I should be there in half an hour."

"OK, See you then. Do you have any dietary restrictions?"

"What?"

"Are you a vegetarian?"

"No, why?"

"I will prepare a snack tray."

"Oh, OK, See you soon."

Crap, crap, crap, not enough time. I rush about picking up my dirty laundry, prepare a snack tray and vacuum the living room. It has been a long time since I entertained a woman in my apartment. I am just putting the vacuum away when the doorbell rings.

I open the door, and Angela is there with a bottle of wine. She is dressed in a business-like tailored pant suit that de-emphasizes her natural beauty. To me that just makes her hotter.

"Come in." I take the wine. It has been cooled. I take her jacket, revealing a snug white blouse. I know it is not her intention, but it is almost enough to give me an erection. "You look wonderful."

"Sue helped me pick out something that she thought you would like."

I look at my jeans and wolfman Jack t-shirt. "I guess I am a bit underdressed. Should I change?"

"No, I just..."

I wait.

"I guess I just wanted it to feel a bit like a date."

"OK, I do dress better for a date. Give me a minute. Oh, first let me open the wine."

I get out wine glasses, the snack tray, little sausages, cheeses and crackers. I open the wine and pour two glasses. "I will be back in a minute."

I rush to my bedroom, and quickly change into more formal slacks and a nice shirt. When I get back, I notice she has finished her glass of wine. I refill it. Then I stand back "Is this a bit better for our 'date'?"

Angela blushes. "Yes, much better."

I sit on the couch next to her. "So, what has prompted this date? I'm not complaining, but how did you even know I would be available?"

"This is the first time I have deliberately spent time alone with a man since Brent. Sue has persuaded me. She also told me that this was your warcraft evening, and that you would be OK with me taking it over."

"Well, I shall have to tell Sue thank you. You are very attractive and I would have asked you out ages ago if I had received a hint that you were interested."

"Sue told me that too."

"Is there anything that Sue has not told you?" Angela finishes her second glass of wine.

"Not much." I reach for the bottle but she waves me off. "If I drink too much I may run."

I sit back. I am tempted to put my arm around her, but I think that would be too much.

"Sue says I need to get out and meet men. She also said that you were probably the safest man she could think of. She also said you were a great lover, though I have no plans to find out for myself."

"Fair enough." Think, think. Ah, channel Mr. Darcy! I reach over and take her hand. I hold it. "I want to assure you that nothing will happen unless you want it to happen. And, if you have another drink, I will assume that you are no longer competent to consent so will put you off to a future date." I kiss her hand.

I have never met a woman who could blush enough for it to be visible through a white shirt. Well, I have now.

She holds my hand quite tightly. "Thank you." She takes her hand back and picks up a little sausage. I follow her lead.

"What would you like to do?"

"Um, I don't know, we have passed my planning. I kind of envisaged sitting with you and watching you play Warcraft."

"Hm, how familiar are you with Warcraft?"

"Not. I have no idea what it is." She giggles. "I haven't done my homework have I?"

"No. Why don't we try something that you might enjoy more. Why don't we watch a movie. I suggest one of the Jane Austen movies."

"I didn't think guys liked them."

"I watch them from time to time. Do you like them? How do you feel about Pride and Prejudice?"

Angela kicks off her shoes and curls up on the couch, leaning against me. "I would love that." She picks up her wine glass. "I think I will have that wine now."

Thank God for Netflix. I really did not know what to talk to her about, everything that I could think of felt like it would trigger her anxieties.

At the end of the movie, she straightened out and put on her shoes. "I really enjoyed my time here tonight. If you are interested, I would like to do it again."

"So, do you want to plan it, or would you like a more traditional date where I plan it and surprise you?"

"I don't know. I would be much more comfortable planning it, but Sue told me to let you surprise me."

"So, surprise?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Say Friday I pick you up at 7? Dinner then a movie?"

"Let's aim for 6. That way we don't have to rush dinner to get to a late movie."

She stood up. So, did I. We walk to the front door. I get her jacket and help her into it. She looks at me. "I had a very nice evening. I am glad that Sue persuaded me to do this." She tilts her head back a bit and closes her eyes. She puckers her lips a bit. I lean over and give her a chaste kiss. I hold it for a few seconds. She steps back then out the door. "Goodnight."

"Good night." I close the door. I walk to the bathroom and deal with a solid erection and a case of blue balls. I just hope it had not been too obvious, though I am fairly sure she noticed.

The next morning, I get a call at 7:30. Sue wants all the details. I tell Sue.

"OK, I did get a call from Angela last night. For your information, she was impressed by how well you can walk with a raging erection. She is looking forward to Friday and commented that you could put your arm around her without spooking her."

I laugh. "I am walking on egg shells. I don't know what will trigger her anxieties."

"OK, taking the chance that I am interfering, I suggest you get tickets to Bellamy Place. She did hint that she might want to see it."

"That is the new Ryan Reynolds romance movie?"

"Yes. Tom took me to see it last Friday. It got him laid. Don't count on that with Angela, I think she will take more romancing than I do."

I laugh again. Sue does not really need any romancing to get laid. Most evenings I feel like romancing her would be slowing the process down, a lot. I gather that Tom is Reggie's replacement. Sue doesn't waste time. On the other hand she has a very high sex drive so she may be dating more than one at a time.

"I don't know what you did after the Rainbow Lounge, but I think she is smitten with you."

"Yeah, I just listened and tried to reassure her."

"You are good at that, and it seem to have been what she needed. Now we just have to shepherd her a bit and get her laid."

"OK, you keep shepherding and I will be there when she wants to get laid. I have always had the hots for her. Even when she was being a real bitch to me."

When I pick her up on Friday, she arrives wearing a bright yellow sun dress. Just transparent enough that I could tell she is wearing a red bra and panty set. If it was anyone else, I would say she dressed to get laid.

We have dinner at Chris', a relatively high-end restaurant. Angela clearly enjoys her food. She offers shares of her choice and takes shares of my choice. Several times she puts her hand on my arm.

When we finish dinner, I tell her the movie choice. She puts her hand on my arm and with a bright smile "John, are you trying to get into my pants? Sue told me that when Tom took her to see that movie, she was so horny at the end that she took him to bed."

"Angela, you are very beautiful. Should you ever decide to take me to your bed, I will be very appreciative."

She faux slaps my arm. "You are flattering me. I am not that beautiful."

I take her hand. "Au contraire madam. I have always felt you were most beautiful."

She blushes. "I will take your advice under consideration."

Now, what does that mean. Is she thinking of taking me home?

We have seats in the middle a couple of rows up in the top section of the theatre. I bought them just after the call with Sue, so good seats were still available.

Angela did not want concessions, so we proceeded to the seats. When we got comfortable, I put my arm around her and she took my hand and held it. The movie was romantic, but also quite erotic. As the movie progressed Angela moved my hand to initially brushing the top of her breast, then eventually till I could feel an erect nipple through the fabric. When I felt that I gently rubbed it. She gasped, but held my hand there, so I continued. As the credits rolled, she turned her head, grabbed my head and pulled me into a kiss that rapidly became a full French kiss. When she broke off, I looked around. There were several couples kissing, but everyone else was gone and the cleaning staff were at work.

When we got into the car she said "My place, there is visitor parking around back."

I noticed a sign in the elevator that a condo meeting was scheduled. So, this is not a rental. I earn a good income, but not good enough to afford an apartment in a building like this.

The apartment is two bedrooms, quite large. She opens a bottle of wine and sits on the couch next to me. "Sue tells me that it is common for a couple to have sex on the second or third date."

"While I would like that, it is totally what you are comfortable with. If you want it now, I am available, if you want to leave it till the tenth date, or after, I am still happy."

"When I went on the date with Brent, I was a virgin. I was interested in sex. I was shocked when Tony showed up, and totally devastated when they forced themselves on me. For years I have had two conflicting emotions. I have been perpetually horny, really wanting to find I guy I could trust to have sex with. I have also been terrified that any guy I would choose would be just like them."

"I am very sorry that your first experience had to be with them."

"I have talked to Sue about it a lot this last couple of weeks." She looks into my eyes. "I would like you to consider this to be my first time. I have an IUD, so you don't have to use a condom, though I have some if you want."

I lean over and kiss her. She wraps her arms around my neck. Unfortunately, she forgot that she had a glass of wine in one hand. It slowly pours onto my shoulder and then down between us. When the wine hits her, she starts. "Oh my god, what have I done." She unwraps her arms. "I didn't mean to do that."

I laugh. "Oh, so it wasn't a ploy to get me out of my clothes."

"Oh no, I just forgot." She pauses. "Though if it works like that, I will take it." The wine on her dress turns it transparent. Her red bra stands out. She looks down at it. "It seems to be getting me out of my clothes too."

With that she stands up, puts her wine glass on the coffee table, reaches back and unzips her dress and shrugs out of it. It falls to the floor. Then she starts undoing my shirt buttons. As she is doing that, I put my wine on the coffee table and stand up, then I hold her face and kiss her. She gets my shirt off, and when she starts on my pants, I reach around and undo her bra. When she drops my pants, she shrugs out of the bra, dropping it on the coffee table. Her breasts are just as wonderful as my imagination had made them. She takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom.

She sits on the bed, and I sit next to her. She looks at me. "I really don't know what to do next. Last time I got to this point, I was kicking and screaming, trying to fight off two guys. My dress had been ripped and my bra had been broken. Somehow, I don't think kicking and screaming at this point is the correct reaction."

I lean over and kiss her. I hold her shoulders and slowly fall back, dragging her on top of me. She throws a leg over me. We kiss for some time. I stroke her back. I hug her.

She stops, slides off me and stands up. She reaches down and pulls my jockeys off. Then she drops her panties. She strokes my erection. "I think I am supposed to give you a blow job now, but I don't know how."

"It is not necessary. If you want, we can do it, or we can leave it and I can instruct you tomorrow, or whenever you feel comfortable about it."

"But guys like it, don't they?"

"Most do, some are a bit concerned about teeth that close to a very sensitive part of their anatomy."

She laughs. "I can totally understand that." She climbs back onto the bed, flops down on her back beside me. "Let's leave it till later. I promise I will learn."

I get up on my elbow. I lean in and kiss her. Then I stroke her breast. When I touch the nipple, she gasps. Her nipples are rock solid erect. She reaches down and strokes my erection.

I stroke her stomach. Then gradually down till I find her clit. Another gasp. "Oh my god, don't stop." I move down and find her entrance is quite wet. Then I return to her clit. She starts to buck against my hand, and moan.

Her first orgasm grabs her, she thrashes around for a couple of minutes, moaning. When she settles down, I pull her legs up onto the bed, and start to go down on her, but she grabs me and pulls me up. "I want you inside me."

I move up and rub my cock from her clit to her pussy, back and forth several times.

She grabs my hand. "I want you inside me, NOW, not tomorrow."

I slide my cock into her pussy. She is so wet there is little resistance. She arches her back and moans. I pull her legs up and slowly start stroking, long slow strokes. She closes her eyes and wraps her arms around my head, pulling me into a deep kiss.

As my tempo increases, the kiss deteriorates, disrupted by her moaning that is matching my frequency. She wraps her legs around me. I feel her pussy start to vibrate, and then she arches her back, screams, and her pussy grabs me, her legs pull me in as hard as she can.

I cum.

Her legs and arms are clamping down on me. Everything else is vibrating and her pussy is milking me. I blow at least four loads into her. Each one seems to increase the intensity of her orgasm. I am done, but she keeps going for a couple of minutes.

She lays there still holding me. I gradually get soft and shrink. Finally, she releases me. I roll off and lay beside her.

"Oh fuck, for my first time, that was amazing."

"It certainly was."

"How long till we can do that again?"

I laugh. "It will take me about ten to fifteen minutes to recharge."

She rolls over on top of me. "I don't think I can wait that long."

"I don't think you have a choice."

She rests her head on my shoulders and starts rolling her hips. Effectively stroking my cock with her clit. "Do you think this will help?"

"It can't hurt."

I wrap my arms around her. "I really wanted to do this the first day I met you."

"Even when I was being a bitch to you?"

"Particularly when you were being a bitch to me."

"Masochist."

"Yup"

I could feel the action being lubricated by our juices flowing out and landing on my cock.

When I get reasonably stiff Angela reaches down and positions me. Then she brings her knees up and sits up, driving my cock deep into her. She rubs her hair. Then slowly starts rocking back and forth. "Tony and Brent were just fucking me; they were not paying any attention to my pleasure. I think they got off on my fear and resistance."

"Hardly the same as having sex with someone who wants you to enjoy it."

"They never gave me an orgasm. You started with one even before sex."

"I blame Sue for teaching me to do that."

"I will thank her."

Angela's rocking gradually is getting faster and harder. I can see from her angle of contact that her clit is probably driving the show, being ground between us. Angela puts her hands on my shoulders as she gets faster. I reach up and fondle her breasts.

I feel her cumming before I see it or hear it. Then she moans really loudly, arches her back, and clamps me between her legs. After a moment her pussy starts milking my cock, and I cum. God, she is good. I groan loudly, thrusting up into her.

When she collapses onto me, I say "My God you are good at this. Not like a virgin at all."

"No? Well, I have read a lot of erotica. But it is book learning, the real thing is much better."

"Do you watch porn?"

"I have seen some, but often it triggers my memories. There is a lot of violence in porn."

"Yeah, fantasies that really won't work out in real life. I think I can find some that are more like what we have been doing, if you are interested. Porn where the woman is driving the action, aiming for her pleasure."

"Maybe, we'll see. Right now, I am happy with you, and that is enough." She sits up a bit. "Wine? Nibbles?"

I laugh. "Sure, why not?"

We get up and move into the kitchen. She has a bottle cooling in the fridge and a tray of nibbles on the table covered in cling wrap.

I notice she has cum running down her leg. I find a tissue and wipe it.

"Thanks, I was not sure what the protocol was for leakage."

"It varies, I used a tissue to wipe it up, rather than a tongue to wipe it up."

"Ew, what does it taste like?"

"Predominantly salty, but other flavors are there as well. It will vary from time to time. Some people really like the taste, others don't. Just stay away from it if your partner has recently eaten asparagus. You won't know your attitude till you have tried some."

She backs up a step. "Ew, not now."

"No problem. It is a bit like blow jobs, and cunnilingus. Some people really like them, others don't. As a general rule, most people like receiving more than giving."

Angela pours the wine then hands me my glass and grabs the nibbles tray and heads into the living room.

She is about to sit when I speak. "You may want to put down a towel, you are still leaking and you would need to clean the couch."

She sits. "Not a problem, I have a Philipino cleaning woman come in every Monday, she can deal with it."

I sit next to her. "OK, you live in a very nice condo, and have a cleaning lady. How do you afford it?"

"Family money. My allowance from dad is more than most people earn, though I do have a job that contributes as well."

"Yah, my family does OK, my father is an engineer, but not well enough to give me an allowance. When I graduated, I had a lot of student debt. It will be at least another 10 years before I can pay it off."

"My dad started a business that did well and about 15 years ago he sold out. Made out very well. Since then, he has started another company and it is going well. I am working on an MBA and I work in the office of the new company. My brother was supposed to take over the business. Then 6 years ago, he was in a skiing accident. There was spinal damage and a bit of brain damage. So, now I am being groomed to take over."

"I am sorry to hear that. It seems you have had a tough life what with your brother, then Tony and Brent."

Angela grabs the remote, and turns on the TV, then hands me the remote. "It is a smart TV, so if you want to find one of those pornos you thought I might like, we can try it."

I navigate to Pornhub and find one of the video's that I thought was more respectful of women and did not include choking or slapping or name calling or any other disrespect of women. Angela cuddles up against me, and we watch. She expresses interest in doggy, but when the anal came up she commented. "Oh, that has to hurt."

"Maybe a bit, probably more the first time. You could ask Sue, I know she does it from time to time."

"Do you do it?"

"Yeah, on occasion, it is not my first go to, I like vaginal sex more."

"Hmm"

After it ends, we try doggy, and Angela says she likes it. Then she suggests it is time for me to go. I get dressed, we kiss, a good deep French kiss, and I head home.

The phone rings. I look at my clock. 7:30AM. Why the hell would anyone call me at this time on a Saturday morning?

It is Sue. "Sorry to wake you up, but I am downstairs and want to come up and get the gory details about last night."

I sigh. "OK, give me 10 minutes to get dressed then buzz the door."

"How about I buzz the door now, you let me in and then have a shower while I make you breakfast."

"OK" I hang up, get up and get to the land line by the second ring. I pick up. "OK. I will buzz you in."

Sue is at my door in about 3 minutes; I figure the elevator usually takes 2 minutes. I let her in and then go for a shower.

I put on jeans and a rough shirt. Sue is in the kitchen just plating bacon and eggs. "So, I had a quick call from Angela at about 10 past 1 this morning. She said thank you for training John then hung up. I tried calling her back and it just went to voice mail. So, fess up, what happened, I want every detail, no holding back."

"Sue, I haven't had my morning coffee or my breakfast. It is Saturday, I don't get up for another two hours."

"Eating is overrated. Cmon, how did it go?"

I started with coffee, then a bite of eggs, then slowly, punctuated every few words with a bite of breakfast or a sip of coffee I gave a skimpy overview of the evening.

Sue then grilled me for more details.

Finally, "OK, you did good. I think Angela is coming out of her shell. Has she ever told you why she was the way she was?"

"Yes"

"OK fess up."

"No, that is something she will have to tell you if she decides she wants to."

"Oh god, you are too much a gentleman."

"Someone spent hours training me. Now who could that be? Oh, it was you."

"Damn, I did too good a job." Then she grinned. "You and Angela will make a wonderful couple."

"Don't jump the gun. It was a first date."

"No, second, I organized the first."

"OK, I like her, she is sexy as hell, she is smart, wealthy, did I mention sexy as hell? But we are a long way from booking a wedding date."

"Don't worry, I want this to happen and will work tirelessly to get her to propose to you. Or, are you so conventional that I have to get you to propose to her?"

I laugh. "Go for it, I am only the third guy she has had sex with, and the first two were losers. Some smart hunk will notice and steal her away well before we get to that point."

"She had sex with two guys before you? Interesting. Also, you totally undersell yourself. You are an easy winner against a sexy hunk."

"Maybe, but you and I are no longer together, well except the occasional booty call."

"Yeah, I may be screwing that up. I wonder if she is willing to share? It's not like I need you full time."

We talked for a bit longer, then Sue left.

I waited till after lunch then called Angela.

"Way to make a girl wait."

I laughed. "I just thought I should call and say how much I enjoyed last night and ask what your plans were?"

"Well, I was just sitting by the phone wondering if anyone remembered my number when you called." I could hear the smile in her voice.

"I could point out that the only way I knew your number was because Sue gave it to me. You have not actually given it to me yet."

"Oops, an oversight that you were smart enough to overcome. So, to be realistic, I will spend most of today and tomorrow writing a paper for my MBA course. Monday to Friday I will be working, learning the business that I am told will be mine someday. However, I also had a really good time last night and would like a repeat. Say Friday?"

"OK, did you like my surprise?"

"Yes, so you have my permission to surprise me again."

"I have a couple of ideas, Say 6 again? Do you have any culinary desires that I could take into account?"

"Nothing too spicy, but Italian or Greek would be nice."

"All right, let me see what I can do. Oh, by the way, you need to talk to Sue. She wants to know if you are willing to share or if she needs to find a new booty call guy."

"Oh, she does, does she? What did you tell her?"

"To talk to you."

"Good, now I need to get back to my books. Goodbye."

"Goodbye"

We started at Sorentino's. A good family Italian Restaurant. Then "I have something a bit different. There is a drive-in movie theatre located a bit out of town."

"A drive-in movie theatre? I thought they had all passed the way of the dinosaurs. My parents talked about them. Sounds interesting. Does this involve sex in the back seat of a car?"

"It may. That part is not scripted, I had been thinking a park not far from the theatre, and a blanket on the meadow."

"Hm, I had sex outdoors and it did not go well."

"I think I have a fix for the problems you encountered last time."

Dinner was good. The movie was ok, but not exceptional. You can't win all the time. From there we went to the park. In the trunk I had left a picnic basket and blanket. We wandered into the park (which technically closed at 11, but the gate was still open.) Eventually we reached a small meadow overlooking the lake.

We snacked, talked about the movie, petted for a while eventually we had sex. Probably our last out door opportunity for a while as the forecast was for rain and colder in the next while.

On the way back Angela commented. "I think that was the most romantic date that I have heard of. I think even Sue will be jealous. Oh, I told Sue she could borrow you no more than one night a month. But you have to let me know in advance, so I don't try to book something over it."

"OK, that is more often than Sue calls on me. Though it tends to be a late evening call to see if I am available. If we are going to the doing something, it will already be in progress before Sue calls. She tends to call after a date that got her heated up but for some reason or another fell through."

"OK, I can work with that."

Over the next couple of months, we spent every Friday together. Eventually we would start spending the night together. On the six-month anniversary of our first date (the one organized by Sue), part way through the evening Angela said "I am really enjoying being with you. If you are interested, I would be willing to make our relationship more formal."

"By that you mean?"

"Sue said I should get you to ask, but we could look at rings tomorrow if you think that would be appropriate?"

I cannot say that I was not expecting it. I had been trying to figure out how to bring the topic up for some time. "Well, we could look and I could get a feel for what you would consider to be an appropriate ring. But then I would have to figure out an appropriate place and time to ask."

"How about right here, in bed, nobody but us, and a bottle of champaign. I will be suitably surprised having never thought it was possible." She smiles and we kiss.

Her mother is ecstatic, and while we both suggest a small wedding, she plotted course for just 4 or 5 hundred of our most intimate friends. She rented the Convention Centre. I swear that there were people there who did not even know our names. Sue brought Martin, her current boy toy. Needless to say neither Tony nor Brent was invited.