The Dinner Date

Venessa was shaking, she was wearing a elegant red dress, complete with red lipstick to match, as she lay in wait for her date to arrive. It had been a few years since her last date and she was incredibly nervous about how the date was going to go. Her friends had pumped the guy up to no end, so she was surprise how worried she was considering how great this guy was suppose to be. Maybe it was due to the fact it had been so long since her last date and she didn't know how to act, regardless she was certain she was going to have a good time.

All of a sudden, she heard a voice about her head, the guy had arrived. He looked incredibly handsome and tall guy, combed back blonde hair, a snazzy light blue suit and a killer smile to boot.

'Hi, I'm John' he said, as he reached out his hand. Venessa got up from her chair and shook his hand.

'Hi, I'm Venessa' she replied, slightly taken aback by how good looking he was.

They both sat down as the waitress graciously walked over.

'Can i get you two a drink?' she asked

The guy pointed to her to choose, leaving her in a slightly awkward position. 'We'll have your finest Merlot, thanks'

"Very well, our finest Merlot coming up" she responded with a smile

"So Venessa", John began, "what do you do with yourself?"

"I'm a market researcher" she explained, 'how about yourself?"

I'm a photographer" he replied

The waitress reappeared, "here's our premium Californian Merlot"

showing them the bottle.

"Excellent" Venessa replied, as the waitress pored the wine into their glasses

The waitress left and the two began talking, it continued as they ate and continued to enjoy each others company.

As the night progressed, they both began to down the bottle. Vanessa swirled the glass of Merlot around as she glanced seductively at John, with a sparkle in her eye. This was turning out to be a much better night than she'd previously imagined.

After they'd taken all they could handle, they headed out of the restaurant. John invited her back to his place, so they signaled for a cab. At this point, Vanessa was walking in her bare feet as she trudged into the cab. After John gave directions, they began to make out in the back. They made it home to John's house and headed inside, by this stage. John was caring Vanessa to his door like a gallant hero.

As they entered the house. John took Vanessa to his bedroom. The began to fool around before they both collapsed on the bed. They fell asleep with a bottle of the Merlo they'd brought on the side table, it had truly been quite a night.