The One

Gideon sat at the dim bar, listening to a favored jazz trio. A woman took a seat beside him and began talking to him in a low sultry tone. Her intentions could hardly be missed, and while she was attractive, Gideon just wanted to relax with a drink in hand to a good gig playing good music. “So,” the woman started, giving Gideon a once over.

“Sure. It’s been some time since I’ve felt good, if you’re offering then I don’t see why not.” Gideon said with annoyance, trying hard to make it sound like he only objectified women in hopes to turn off little miss horn-dog. She was completely oblivious. The woman slipped her hand into his and tugged him off his chair. “You’re free?” He asked in a clipped tone.

“Of course I’m free. I wouldn’t be at the bar otherwise.”

“No, I mean I don’t have to pay?”

The woman laughed and kept tugging his hand. “You could...”

Gideon huffed. “Listen, I tried being subtle, but you’re too stupid to get the message so I’ll be blunt. I don’t want to screw you.” Gideon yanked his hand back and started back to the empty space at the bar, but it was taken from him. The trio and an extra had taken the previously unoccupied spot, and Gideon sighed. Well, they deserve a couple of drinks. “Mind if I join you?” Gideon asked, and the trio pulled up another stool for him.

The lead alto/soprano saxophone player ordered a beer, the pianist/drum player ordered a soft drink, the tenor saxophone/bass player ordered Jameson on the rocks, but the extra was given a fruity sweet virgin drink. “I’ve seen you here a couple of times. Enjoy the music here? I’m Antheia Stryker by the way.” The tenor saxophone player spoke up and gave her hand. She was a well-built woman with tattoo sleeves that cover both arms and some even ran up her neck. Her seemingly black hair was twisted in an unkempt updo and held with a pen. Though she was dressed in a grey button-up with rolled up sleeves and a black vest, she carried a small satchel with her. Despite her tattoos and messy hair, she still managed to look professional.

“Gideon Fallon,” He smiled at the thought of making a new friend before shaking her hand. “And yeah. I do actually. How long have you guys been a trio?” Gideon asked.

“We started a few years after high school, so maybe two or three years?” The pianist spoke up. He wore a black button-up and a red tie, he was lanky and boyish looking but unmistakably handsome.

Wow, they’re pretty young… “So, how old are you guys?” Gideon asked.

“I’m 23, 24? I’ve graduated from four years of college years ago,” Antheia spoke up, then she pointed at the guys sitting to her left. “Nick,” the pianist gave a nod. “Is finishing his college, and Rob,” the other saxophone player gave a curt wave. “Has started his junior year of college. I don’t know how old they are, they’re on the young side.” Antheia joked.

“And you are?” Gideon asks the extra person that sat between him and Antheia. She lifted her eyes from staring at the swirling colors of her sweet virgin drink. Pure beauty absolutely radiated from this woman, and it caught Gideon’s breath. Her skin was the color of caramel, and her hair was insanely curly and was held by a clip in a low ponytail.

“Rose. My name is Rose Landon…” She spoke shyly and looked down to sip on her drink. It was obvious that she did not like being in a popular bar, or that she’s in a bar at all. Maybe she’s here with her boyfriend. Disappointment flooded Gideon at the thought that Rose could be taken. Disappointment?

“That’s a pretty name,” Gideon said as non-creepily as possible, then he watched the bartender refill Antheia’s glass again. Rose gave a small smile before she sipped her drink again. A sudden urge took over Gideon, and his mouth betrayed him before he could think to keep it shut. “So, are you here with your boyfriend?”

Antheia’s eyes dodged back and forth between him and Rose. “No, I came to listen to Ann’s gig,” Rose said before she sipped the last of her drink.

“Why are you here?” Antheia asked Gideon. Genuine curiosity rolled off of her tongue when she asked.

“To relax. The job has been stressful.”

“What do you do?” Rose asked. Gideon gave a little smile and shrugged his shoulder as if trying to convey how minuscule his job is.

“I teach biology and anatomy for high school students.”

The trio joked about the things they remembered from high school science, and the bartender came around to refill Antheia’s drink again. “Bartender, one for him too.” She tilted her head towards Gideon before downing her glass.

“Oh, no, it’s fine.”

Antheia smiled. “You came to relax. I’m helping you. It’ll be on my tab.”

“She’s being nice, it’s pretty rare.” Rose joked. Gideon accepted the offer and when the drink came around, he swallowed the burning liquid in one gulp. It didn’t take long for his neck and face to heat up. Antheia laughed, she knew a lightweight when she saw one, and Gideon was definitely light. A flood of boldness and confidence flooded Gideon, along with a pleasant buzz. He leaned over to spoke in a hushed tone. “If you don’t mind, I could give you some anatomy lessons…” he chuckled at his pun, then he realized how creepy he sounded. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to sound creepy, I just find you insanely attractive.” Damn it… He face planted and groaned. “No, just ignore what I said.”

Rose’s cheeks heated up and she turned to Antheia and whispered words that couldn’t be heard over the jazz music. “Hey buddy, you made my friend uncomfortable. At least take her out on a date first.”

Gideon straightened up. “Of course. I’m so sorry… I just… The drink you gave me…”

“Lighten up. You’re just a little buzzed. I get it.” Antheia joked. She handed him her phone with a new contact name open and Gideon filled it out, then Rose asked for his number as well. Once Rose received his number, she texted him to make sure she got the right number.

Hi :)

“Yeah, I got it.” Gideon smiled. Rose smiled back and she looked at her phone and fiddled with it once more.

Meet me by the restrooms soon.

Rose got up and took Antheia’s satchel and pulled it over her head. “I’m going to the bathroom.” She said. Antheia gave her a raised eyebrow.

“Good luck.” Antheia raised her glass to Rose and drank her refill. How much can this woman drink?! Gideon screamed in his mind. After some small talk with Antheia and the other two, Gideon excused himself and headed for the restrooms. When he reached the bathrooms, he saw that a man stood before Rose, trying to make an advance on her, and anger boiled through Gideon. He marched up to the two pulled Rose into a wild kiss.

“I’m sorry I took so long baby-doll, there’s this crazy chick at the bar who was drinking her weight in liquor. Who’s this babe?” Gideon asked Rose as politely as he could. To help himself not lose his temper, he placed his hand protectively and possessively around Rose’s waist. The man cleared his throat and smiled.

“I just wanted to get acquainted with such a beautiful woman like her.”

“Ah. You’re acquainted now, mission accomplished. Now get lost.” Gideon almost growled as he pulled Rose closer to his side. Had he not been so ready tense, he would have noticed the way Rose clung to his shirt, or how she kept subtly rubbing her legs together.

The man left and Gideon turned to Rose and checked for any signs of distress. “Can… Can you kiss me like that… again? Please?” Rose asked quietly, almost in a whispered tone. Her request had Gideon completely taken back for a moment, and he stared into her hazel brown eyes.

Slowly Gideon inched his face closer, and when their lips met, he closed his eyes and savored the moment. The moment was short lived thought. “Ahem…” Gideon and Rose were interrupted by Antheia who had one eyebrow quirked, and a sarcastically questioning gaze. Antheia gently took back her satchel and fished a condom for Rose from a hidden compartment. “Have fun. I’ll be at the bar…”

Gideon watched Antheia walk down the hall and turn out of view. “That was… She’s a bit—”

“Odd, it’s alright.” Rose huffed and pulled him into the women’s restroom and locked the door. In an instant, her lips crashed into his and their mouths meshed while their tongues danced for dominance. Gideon pushed Rose off just enough to open his jeans, take the condom, open it, and roll it onto his dick.

“Wow.” Rose stared at his size. Gideon felt almost embarrassed, but proud to impress her. He backed Rose against the wall and kissed her fiercely once more before undoing her jeans and tugging at the waistband. She pushed him off to yank her pants and panties down in movement. Gideon’s mouth watered at the sight of Rose’s well-groomed cunt, he closed the distance and chastely kissed her while he inserted a finger and probed around. Her walls contracted and her passage became slicker by the second, he inserted a second finger and she was mewling against him.

Gideon removed his fingers and Rose nearly lurched forward, with a whine that almost escaped her lips. Gideon positioned himself at her entrance and looked at Rose for permission. She bit her lips and nodded.

At once, Gideon entered Rose and the two groaned in unison. Gideon’s hips started in a slow and languid pace, but Rose wasn’t having it. She groaned and told him to go faster and harder, and faster and harder. Soon, Gideon was pumping into Rose as fast and as hard as he could, and she was moaning with each thrust. Her heels dug into the small of his back, and her nail made little crescent-shaped indents into the on the back of his neck. Rose’s back was arched off the wall, presenting her ample bosom. Her eyes were rolling into her skull, and the sight of her ecstasy pushed Gideon to his limits.

One of Gideon’s hands slid to Rose’s front and the pad of his thumb began swiping at her sensitive bundle of nerves, this caused her walls to clench on Gideon’s cock so hard, it almost made him come. “Gi… Deon—I’m gonna…” Rose moaned and tried telling him that she was going to come, but her body spazzed before the rest of the sentence could be moaned out. At that moment, Gideon released into the condom and moaned as Rose’s walls milked him for all he was worth. “That,” Rose squeaked as she caught her breath. “Was amazing.” And she groaned when Gideon puked out of her.

“Yes, it was…” Gideon took a deep breath of air as he pulled the condom off his softening cock. He threw away the spent latex and grabbed toilet paper to clean himself off as he watched Rose redress. “So… Do you like movies?” Gideon asked, hoping he could establish something more than fucking.

“Some…”

Gideon thought for a moment. “What would you want to do for a date?”

Rose paused and thought to herself, then she opened the bathroom door and gesture for Gideon to exit with her. “Hm… I like going to the dog park.” Rose said slowly as she approached Antheia. “Besides, Jax and PJ need some exercise.”

“Perfect, what time, when?” Gideon asked.

“Tomorrow, at…”

“I take Jax out at 5:30, remember.” Antheia cut in.

“Right right. So PJ and I will go out at… Well, when are you open? I work from home.”

“I can leave immediately after school hours,” Gideon said as coolly as possible, but his excitement could barely be contained.

“It’s a date then.” Antheia roughly clapped Gideon on his shoulder blade. “It was nice meeting you,” Antheia pulled Gideon’s hand into a firm shake. “I hope to be seeing you more in the future.” She said enthusiastically, then she turned to Rose. “Ready to skedaddle?”

Rose nodded. “I’ll see you later.” She shyly waved goodbye to Gideon.