Wade - 29 complicated 6’1” 230 pounds brown eyes with short military style dark brown hair
Blake - 31 single 5’10” 205 pounds green eyes with sandy surfer style blonde hair
I hung up the phone. And I jumped up in the air excited for the first time and I cannot remember how long. Not only was Blake, this hot, sexy guy that I just ran into in the park, he was the head, chef and owner of my favorite restaurant in the hottest spot in the city. And I was going to interview with him tomorrow morning.
To say I could not go to sleep that night was an understatement. I went about my evening and couldn’t concentrate on anything but what the morning was going to bring. I had been out of a job at this point for almost 3 years, and I was so excited to finally be back on my feet. Funny how getting rid getting rid of that bitch, and all of a sudden, my life takes a turn for the good.
That morning, I woke up at 7 AM before my alarm went off, brushed my teeth shaved, and went to the gym to get a quick session in. I came home, showered, fix my hair got dressed, looked in the mirror. “You’ve got this Wade. You can do it. This is literally your actual dream. Not your father‘s dream, but your actual dream that you have been thinking about for as long as you can remember.” I told myself looking at myself in the mirror, trying to pump myself up.
I took a cab to La Rosé. I got out of the cab and walked into the front door, and the hostess asked me how many people in my party? I smiled in responded. “I’m actually here for an interview with Blake Masters at 10am.” She smiled and looked at me. “Oh of course, Mr. Masters did tell me that you would be here hold on one second and let me go get him.” She responded.
I was nervous. I checked my breath. I flattened out my shirt. Adjusted my pants making sure I was looking good for the interview but also for Blake. I had to wait for about five minutes, but the moment he came around the corner from the office, it took my breath away, just like it did in the exact same way when I ran into him at the park. He was wearing a gray cashmere sweater, black pants that fit him way too good and white shoes. That blonde hair of his was styled so perfectly he looked like a model off of a magazine cover. He saw me and smiled, and I swear I felt my pulse race and my palms started to sweat. No one has ever had this effect on me not even my ex-girlfriend Becca all those years ago.
He walked up to me and stuck his hand out. I quickly wiped my hand on my pants and shook his hand. The moment my hand in his hand came together. I felt the spark. that stereotypical spark, you hear in romantic comedies when the two romantic interests of the movie see one another for the first time. And it’s like instant love at first sight or first touch. I know I felt a little something when I ran into him at the park yesterday, but this was something totally different. This was more intense. It was like we both were seeing each other for the first time again if that makes any sense? The way he was looking at me and the way I was looking at him. There was no denying that we were both interested in each other, other than just a job interview. But I really needed this job more than anything in the world so I had to keep my cool for now and let’s let this interview go and hopefully get the job and then maybe see what these feelings are later on.
“Hey Wade. Nice to see you again. You look great.” He said looking at me up and down with a look that said many different things all at once. I let go of shaking his hand replied “likewise Blake. You look really nice today.” I smiled a genuine smile and I swear I saw him blush a little. Good I thought this is going good so far. “Follow me and let’s get the interview started.” He led me to the back office. Blake’s office was very clean, modern and crisp just like the rest of the restaurant. He signaled for me to take a seat in front of his desk at a chair, so I took it. He walked around on his desk and sat down in his chair.
“So Wade. Why the change from finance to food? And what made you go into finance instead of food in the first place?” He asked me. “Well my father wanted me to go into finance and do things he wanted me and my siblings to do. He didn’t really care so much about what we wanted to do. It was almost like if you don’t go and do what he wanted, him and my mother wouldn’t pay for any of our college. The same went for my older sister and brother. My brother is fixing to graduate from Baylor in Texas, going to be a doctor. My sister is in her second year of veterinary school. So being the baby of the family, it was whatever basically my dad wanted.” Blake looked at me with a certain look of concern but continued. ”But you’re looking for a job now so what happened with the finance career and why are you applying at a restaurant?” I took a breath and proceeded to answer his question. “ I have always enjoyed cooking since I was little I would help my mom all the time. I enjoyed the time in the kitchen with her and my grandmother before she passed away because it was just relaxing and it was just nice to see a pile of ingredients sitting on the counter and you could basically just turn it into whatever you felt like making at the time and hoping once it was made everybody would enjoy it. And whenever I would make something that my family would love, especially my grandmother, it just filled my heart in my insides with this warmth that I just could never explain, but I love the feeling so much.”
When I was done giving my answer, Blake had the hugest smile on his face. My God that man was so fucking handsome I could just stare at his face all day. “that was an even better answer that I could’ve hoped for for a response to my question.” Blake said. “That feeling you get when you make something in the look on someone else’s face when they take the first bite and enjoy whatever the meal it is, that’s exactly why I became a chef and opened my restaurant. I love the look on everyone’s face from all walks to life. Just watching them, take a bite of whatever meal they ordered and seeing pure joy on their face when they enjoy it and it brings so much comfort to them, that warms my heart so much and I feel a sense of fulfillment with my life every time someone takes a bite.”
We continued the interview for another 30 minutes. Talking about random questions related to previous jobs. Nothing too personal but I can tell and I think you could tell too that we both were wanting to ask a couple personal questions, especially after the way we met yesterday in the park.
“Wade. After talking to you today and even though you don’t have as much chef experience on your résumé. I can tell you obviously have the passion and drive for a career like this because it reminds me so much of myself and my drive and my passion for cooking and seeing happiness on everyone’s face when they eat. So so if you’re still interested in the job, which I hope you are, I would love to offer you this job.” Blake said. I smiled the biggest smile. “Why yes yes Blake I would love this job thank you so much. You don’t know what this means to me after everything that’s been happening in my life. The last few years this is like the light at the end of the tunnel showing me that my time in darkness is coming to an end. I know that sounds a little poetic and profound, but honestly, if you knew some of the stuff I went through it would make sense.” Blake smiled and nodded.
We stood up, shook hands and he said that his secretary would get in touch with me on paperwork and everything else like that and go from there. We were walking out of his office and we were only like a foot apart from each other, and I could just feel the magnetism between us. I can’t even remember the last time I looked at someone like this let alone another man and for the first time in my life I actually felt giddy excited, not just for my job that I just got but for life in general. And this wouldn’t have happened if I wouldn’t have ran into Blake randomly while not paying attention in the park because I was pissed off about my life.
As I was about to walk out the door, I turned around to tell him goodbye. He had his look on his face like he was about to ask me something, but wasn’t quite sure if he should but God I wanted him to whatever it was I wanted him to ask me. Blake started “Wade. I know this probably isn’t the right thing to do being that. I just hired you but for some reason, maybe it’s just me maybe not. But I’m getting the feeling that we are both into each other more than we are letting on? I don’t know about you but ever since we ran into each other in the park yesterday I couldn’t get you off of my mind. I thought why can’t I stop thinking about the cute guy that ran into me in the park? Then I had changed and went back to the office and started looking at resumes. And wouldn’t you know the second one that I have thumbed through on the stack happen to be yours? What are the odds of that happening twice in one day? Not only did I run into you or correction. No sorry you ran into me but on that same day not even two hours later I find your résumé and your phone number. Now I could be totally reading this wrong but… Would you like to go out to dinner with me sometime?”
I was shocked a little but not really as I was feeling the same way, but wasn’t sure how or if I should broach the subject. I smiled and grabbed his hands. He looks at me, grabbing his hands, and then looked up at me with those gorgeous, gorgeous eyes of his. “I I would absolutely love to go out to dinner with you sometime. And yes, I couldn’t stop thinking about the gorgeous man that I ran into while not paying attention yesterday. I know this is a little awkward considering you just did offer me a job, but I’d be a fool to say no to the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my life standing in front of me asking me out. I would absolutely love it.” He smiled. He grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and handed it to me. I know I have your phone number on your résumé on my desk, but this just feels, I don’t know better to ask you for it in person.” He opened his phone and handed it to me, and I entered my number and saved it into his contact list and handed him his phone back. Then I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and opened it and handed it to him. He entered his contact number, not the restaurant phone number that he called me from, but his cell phone number. “Great. So now we both have each other’s numbers, both are excited for this and we both think each other is the most gorgeous man we have ever seen in our entire lives. So far so good.” Blake smiled and squeeze my hands tighter. I looked at those gorgeous green eyes of his and I wanted to kiss him right then and there, but I knew that would be inappropriate. Considering I was going to be starting to work there and I didn’t want to see any of my future coworkers see me kiss the boss.
We settled for a handshake and a pad on the shoulder with lingering hands longer than they normally would be. We finally set our goodbyes and I walked outside. I let out the hugest sigh of relief while standing on the sidewalk. Thought to myself oh my gosh did that just happen did I ought only just get a job at one of the hottest restaurants in New York City. But I’ve got a dinner date with the hot shot sexy as hell chef and owner of that restaurant!! I hailed a cab and went back to my apartment.
When I got back home, I unlocked the apartment and walked inside. I looked around and noticed just found 30 and unkempt. The place was. Maybe Becca was a little bit right about me drowning in my sorrows and not giving a shit about anything. But you know what I don’t want to admit that anymore because I don’t want that bitch to be right. Fuck it. After she was screwing around on me with all the fucking doctors at the hospital, she works at no telling how many she’s been fucked by. No she was gone. I had a new job. And I had a date coming up with a sexy hot shot. Chef the hottest restaurant in New York. I looked around. I decided no longer. No longer was Wade Robertson going to sit here and wallow and pity and let his life slip away in front of him. I went to my room and changed it out of my interview clothes. I changed some comfortable workout clothes and decided to hit the gym and the grocery store.
After the gym in the grocery store, I came home put the groceries away and decided it was time to clean this place up. Because what if everything went good with Blake in somehow we ended up back here? Not that that’s gonna happen but God it would be so nice to have happen. It took me almost 5 hours and it was like 9 PM by that time, but my apartment was cleaner than it had been in, I can’t even remember. The apartment was smelling clean. The floors were mopped. The couches were cleaned and pillows and everything back where they were supposed to be the bed was made freshly washed linens. The towels have been put up in the bathroom. The kitchen counters were clean. The dishwasher was empty. The trash was taken out, ha ha see what happens when you’re a bitch Becca fuck you I thought to myself. I looked around at the clean apartment and was happy with myself. Something I couldn’t even said 48 hours ago.
After spending all that time cleaning, I was hungry. But I didn’t want to cook anything and dirty at my freshly cleaned the kitchen. It was New York City, takeout capital of the United States. I ordered me some Chinese food for delivery and sat on the couch and watched the movie while I was stuffing my face. I put all my leftovers up and headed to my room to brush my teeth, shower and head to bed.
While I was in the shower, my mind and my cock could not stop thinking of Blake. Gorgeous, green eyes that surfer blonde hair in those perfectly straight white teeth fuck he was so damn sexy. I felt the hot water running all over my body. Started running my fingers through my chest hair, closing my eyes and picturing my hands being Blake’s rubbing them all over my body. I grabbed my thick cut 8 inch cock with one hand in squirted some conditioner all over my cock in hand with the other hand. I started stroking slow and hard thinking about him and what he looks like naked. Picturing him dripping wet in the shower with me, rubbing that hard body that he obviously works out very well all over mine. The faster I stroked it and closer to blowing my load. I hadn’t been this turned on in years. I slipped one finger down in between my legs and played with my hole. Stroking my cock, rubbing my balls and fingering my hole all the hot water cascaded down my chest and my back. I was lost next to scene thinking about him being in the shower with me. The faster I stroke the closer and closer I got until finally I couldn’t hold back. I shoved the finger as far up in my ass as I could and stroked hard and after two more strokes, I blew the biggest load of my seed all over the shower wall and almost collapsed on the floor from the feeling. I was out of breath, but I was so satisfied. If that’s how it was just standing in the shower alone thinking of him God I hope it’s 10 times better if and when I get to sleep with him.
I caught my breath and stood up and proceeded to finish my shower that I had started and cleaned up off all my evidence off the wall. I brushed my teeth crawled into bed. Becca, I hated it when I slept naked. She always insisted I wear shorts. But now that she’s gone, fuck it. I’m sleeping naked like I used to long time ago. I covered covered up and laid there in the dark, staring at the ceiling thinking about my time in the shower and thinking about today. Thinking about how only 48 hours ago my life was so drastically different but since then my life has taken a turn for the better. I have a new job starting that bitch is gone from my life finally. And I met the most gorgeous sexiest man alive, and he asked me out.
As I was falling asleep, I was thinking about Blake green eyes, and that smile and the blonde hair thinking about how I can’t wait to see him again.
Then I was fast asleep off to dreamland where I’m sure I’ll be dreaming of that sexy man once again.
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