Madison Awakening

The next evening, I am consumed with activity for my date with Jonathan as I meticulously prepare. I thoroughly shower, scrub and groom myself in the prospect that he may appreciate my dedication to detail later in the night. Although I am not definitively planning to sleep with him, I give myself permission to do so without judgment. After almost two hours, I slip on my purple sheath dress and gold jewelry. It was the final choice after much deliberation with Ashely this morning. It hugs all my curves, caressing the roundness of my backside and the fullness of my breasts tastefully.  I take one last look in the mirror and head downstairs to show Ashely the final product.  
When I hit the final step, I spy Ashely sitting at the breakfast bar opening a bottle of rose.  I make my entrance into the kitchen and wait tentatively for her evaluation. Ashely looks me up and down as a beaming smile creeps across her face.

“You look amazing Madison! Jonathan won’t know what to do with himself!” Ashely says bouncing up and down in her chair. Her joy is contagious and appreciated, causing my nerves to calm a bit.  I sit next to her as she pours us both a glass.

“Thanks girl, but remember this is a fact-finding mission. The bonus is he will feed me.”  

 Ashely nods, lifts her glass and I follow suit.“To new adventures.” Ashley says with a flourish then we clink glasses and sip. 

It’s about six thirty, and the driver should be here shortly. I ask Ashley about work in order to distract myself. Ashely was in the middle of explaining a major advertising snafu, when the doorbell chimes. I take a cleansing breath as Ashely jumps off her stool.

“This is it!” She yelps and skips to the front door. I collect my purse, stand up, smooth my dress and make my way to the foyer. Ok you can do this. You want him, so go get him. A middle aged gentleman, with salt and pepper hair wearing a black suit, crisp white shirt and warm smile greets me as I reach the door.

“Good evening Miss Davis. I am Michael, Mr. Cain’s driver. Are you ready for dinner?”

“Hello Michael. Nice to meet you and yes I am ready.” As I’ll ever be.

“Very good, Miss Davis”

I turn to Ashely and give her a tight hug. Holding me a second longer, she softly whispers in my ear.

“Have fun tonight and I put a little something in your purse while you were in the shower.” Releasing me, I note the sly grin on her face. Puzzled, I give her a quick wave and follow Michael out the door.

Michael walks to the back of the black Escalade SUV, opens the door and offers me his hand so that I can navigate the step up.  Sitting soundly, I give him an appreciative smile as he closes the door and moves to the front to begin our journey. In the background, the soothing jazz plays softly calming me from muddled thoughts. I have no idea where I am going but I made sure to share my location with Ashely on my phone, just in case Jonathan is psycho. I know these thoughts are irrational. I just need to stick to my mission to get to know Jonathan Cain. I remember Ashely’s parting words and open my clutch. Tucked in the inside pocket are three condoms. I’m not really surprised and smile at Ashely‘s foresight. But I also curse her for making it that much easier to allow myself to submit to my own desires.  

My thoughts are interrupted when Michael pulls in front of a quaint bistro named Déjà. I scan the entrance but don’t see Jonathan. Michael steps out and opens my door and again offers his support as I step onto the driveway. Just as my feet touch the ground, Jonathan appears from behind the large dark wood doors. Our eyes immediately meet and I feel my body moving as the charge between us propels me forward. He looks delicious, dressed in a silvery gray button down, black blazer and black slacks. But his clothes can’t distract me from his piercing hazel eyes and glorious smile that I imagine is only for me. He walks towards me and as we meet in the middle, he reaches for my hand and brings it towards his lips.

“Good evening, Madison. You look beautiful.” He says with a heated stare and plants a soft kiss on my hand. He towers over me as his kiss causes tingles across my skin.  I inhale deeply and try to steady the rush of warmth radiating through me.

“Good evening, Jonathan. Thank you. You are equally as beautiful.” 

He responds with a boyish grin and he pulls me into his arms, resting his hands on the small of my back, holding me firmly.

“Thank you for coming. Are you hungry? Everything here is amazing.” He states but there is an undercurrent of something salacious in his words. The closeness of his proximity allows me to inhale his scent, causing small spasms deep within me. I focus on his eyes to get control. 

“Yes, I’m definitely hungry.” 

He then releases me, grabs my hand and leads me through the doors.