Ellen's Candy

We sat down and the waitress poured me a Mimosa as well. Candy and I toasted to “finally meeting an attractive person from a telephone chat line”. She said she was afraid I was going to be overweight like the other 4 or 5 guys she had met before, or extremely ugly. She confessed that she had told the waitress to have me wait if I were not attractive. We laughed. I told her I too was scared that she was not what she had described on the phone, how nervous I was to meet with her in public, and how I kept thinking she was probably a cross dresser “CD” and not an actual transsexual. We laughed again.

Candy was beyond what I had expected. She got up and fixed my plate from the brunch all you can eat buffet table. We took our time eating, having great conversation and enjoying the men gawking at her as they walked by our table with their wives and girlfriends; wishing they could be in my place, if only they knew we both thought out loud. By the time we had left we were both tipsy from the countless Mimosas we had drunk.

We left the restaurant and stated to her place. Although everything was going well, Candy and I had not had much physical contact during brunch other than the peck on the lips at the beginning of our date. I really didn’t know where this was going because we had not even mentioned sex the whole 2 hours we were in the restaurant. She was talking about how much of a great time she was having and said that we should maybe stay out longer, walk around and enjoy the unseasonably warm day before going in. This confused me, I really didn’t want to waste all day with her and not succeed in having sex, my worries were dismissed when she mentioned that she had to stop somewhere and pick up some lube and condoms.

Being that I had been drinking, we decided on taking a cab down to 42nd street to visit a few of the sex shops, we left my car in a public parking lot. She said that the kind of lube she liked to use was not sold in the regular pharmacy.