A Talk with Pauline

To take my naughty thoughts off my mother's butt, I quickly grab my cell phone, which is flashing. With a last shake, I banish the concise image of my mother's full, firm bottom from my mind and look at the bright display. Curious and with a nervous heart pounding, I read Pauline's name again and open her message.

Pauline: "Oh great :-)! A coffee together sounds great. Do you have time today?"

I have to smile at her cheerful message before I start typing the answer. I pause for a moment and think again about whether it's really that wise to meet up with the attractive blonde again so quickly after what happened on vacation. But before I can think too much, I've already sent the message.

Me: "That works for me. 2 p.m. at Da Angelo’s?”

Pauline: "Yes! See you later Ben, looking forward to meet with you :-*"

I stare in amazement at the message, which came back so quickly I didn't even get to close the chat window. For a moment I look at the kissing smiley she sent me with an odd feeling, fueling my doubts a little further.

"Ben, don't stress yourself. You're just going out for a coffee like normal people. Clarify everything and then everything will be fine again and you can concentrate fully on Hanna” I say to myself and with a deep breath I put my cell phone on the bedside table to climb out of my bed in the next moment.

"Beeeeeeen now finally get up" I hear my mother yell loud and clear through the closed door again.

"Coming Mum" I call back and start looking for some clothes from the floor.

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3 hours later

"Oh damn, now I'm going to be late too" I grumble annoyed as I hurry along the cobbled way. In a hurry, I can already feel myself starting to sweat under my thick winter jacket, while the light snowfall is falling on my hair. Finally I see the entrance sign to the small café "Da Angelo", which is completely isolated from the usual city center. With a last look at my watch, which tells me that I'm 10 minutes late, I enter the small café, whose stuffy warmth envelops me directly.

"Hello, how can I help you?" says a nice southern man addressed to me.

"Hi, I have an date with Pauline Meyer. Maybe she's already here?” I say a little out of breath, while I'm getting warmer and warmer under my thick jacket.

"Mhhh...Ahh that pretty young lady over there?" says the waiter charmingly, pointing to a secluded table at the back of the rustically furnished café. As my gaze follows his hand, I see a young blond woman sitting there, nervously ruffling her long, silky hair.

"Ahh yes, that's her, thanks" I say and the next moment I'm already on my way to Pauline, trying to free myself from my jacket with hectic movements. When I'm only a meter away from her, she suddenly looks up at me and I lose myself briefly in her deep blue eyes.

"Hi Pauline" I say friendly and immediately see how her lips form a small, shy smile.

"Hey Ben" she says softly in a sweet voice and before I know it, she's already up and hugs me briefly so that I can feel her athletic, slim body against mine for a moment.

As suddenly as the unexpected welcome hug came, it's over just as quickly and for a brief moment I look a little overwhelmed at the tall blonde in front of me. It's only now that I notice that, despite the cool outside temperatures, she's wearing a fashionable short sweater that leaves her slim belly and cute navel completely bare. Otherwise, she wears tight blue jeans, which nestle skin-tight around her endlessly long legs and are guaranteed to form a firm, perky ass.

"That came as a surprise" I say with a short relaxing laugh and quickly look back at Pauline's face, whose cheeks are noticeably red.

"Sorry Ben...I was just happy that you actually came" she says shyly and blushes even more at her explanation.

"All right Pauline. Come on let's order something” I reply and in this harmless moment what happened on this holiday is even more unreal for me. The way Pauline is behaving towards me, so shy, so scared, I still can't believe that she attacked me so unrestrainedly.

"A cappuccino, please. Ben, what do you want?” I hear Pauline's soft voice, which brings me back to reality from my world of thoughts.

"Er, a hot chocolate without cream, please" I say.

_"Thanks _my dears" says the friendly waiter from the entrance and leaves us alone again.

"So...yeah, how do I start..." I begin nervously after a short silent pause, not really knowing how to address what happened between us.

"Ben, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it that way...please, Ben, believe me, I'm so sorry..." Pauline begins sobbing, her pretty blue eyes filling with tears that make my own heart skip a beat.

"What the hell am I supposed to do now? Actually, I should be mad at her" it goes through my head as every second my anger fades more and more into the background as I see the sad, beautiful blonde in front of me begging for forgiveness, who looks so vulnerable and innocent at the moment.