It was just one of those things (closed for Jasmine12345)

[coolpen]

Any day, any place … it could just happen, it could be just one of those things.

I hadn’t really noticed you except not to walk into you. You had your head down, searching through your purse for something, your keys hooked over your little finger and we passed and two or three steps further on I heard the ’chink’ as you keys fell to the ground.

So I stopped and looked and you were oblivious to what had happened, still looking in your purse so I called out:
“Hey, your keys.”

You looked confused for a moment and then realised your keys were no longer hanging on your finger.
“Here,” I say, picking them up and handing them to you and our fingers brush and eyes meet for the briefest moment and then you’re gone, head still in your purse and I stand and watch as you turn the corner at the end of the block, wondering if you’ll be here tomorrow, same place, same time.

I know I will be.

 

[Jasmine12345]

Venus is pretty sure that she had seen this man in the neighborhood before. The way he handed the keys to her and his steady gaze into her eyes suggested that he is more than a total stranger.

Venus and Hubby Mars have a small circle of friends. They are in "the Lifestyle". They hunt, flirt and romp. Lavish and plush. The benefits for each player are more than just having good times.

There is going to be a party coming up in a few days. Hubby Mars already has a lady friend on his calendar. But Venus doesn't have one yet. Maybe...maybe this man could be one. She wonders when he might show up again at this same lunch place. Maybe tomorrow...

 

[coolpen]

I walk this way every day and I’m guessing she does too so we must have passed each other a dozen times.

A hundred yards down from where she dropped her keys yesterday, there’s a bench that’s set back a little and it’s far enough away for her to think that perhaps I haven’t bothered to turn up.

So I arrive a few minutes early and watch her as she walks.
She’s looking around, trying to spot me but I sit and wait and she hesitates for a moment at the spot where she dropped her keys, takes one final look around and then walks on with a determined stride as if saying ‘Well I’m here … where the fuck are you?’
I wait until she’s passed me and then I toss my keys out just behind her and wait for her reaction.