Mrs. Bond next door has always been your type. You're not really the outgoing, sporty type--like her stepson is--but you go out of your way to say hello, help her with the groceries, do some things around the house. The types of things she so appreciates it, but doesn't give a second thought as to why you do them. Why would she? You're just being a nice, sweet boy next door, right?
She's always asking about your life, curious to know what's going on with school, and when you tell her, after tutoring her stepson one afternoon, that you're not planning on going to the winter formal for the upperclassmen, she's so surprised. But why would you go? That's not your scene. And plus, no date. But there must be someone you want to ask? she asks, with that wry smile you so love to see curl across her face.
Well...yes, you admit, mentally comparing the girl in question to the sexpot in front of you, but keeping the comparison to yourself, as Mrs. Bond tells you that a dance is a great place to seed something romantic.
"Something tells me you don't go out of your way to talk to girls," she says, still smiling. "I don't think you should be hiding behind books...not when you're so sweet, and handsome. You know what? You've helped ME so much, let me help you. I'll teach you how to approach a girl. How to be confident!"
You're never one to turn down dinner with a beautiful woman...well, theoretically. You can't say you've ever had dinner with a beautiful woman, a beautiful older woman, who's ready to teach you how to flirt, how to woo.
Of course, all you can think about during dinner, listening to her talk about what women want, is how much you'd like to use these tips to woo her. You're thankful for the dinner table in front of you, so you can hide your unavoidable erection. Between her talking about flirting and her tight shirt and short skirt and bare legs, you're on fire.
You can't stop thinking about her. About the "lessons" she imparted. About her body, her smile, her own needs. You can't waste your efforts on some girl at the dance. You decide to leave early and go back to Mrs. Bond's, and see if you've really got game!
