Man of Mystery (2 page)

“Can I help you?” the distant voice she hears coming out
of this man registers on her brain while she can’t take her eyes off his ocean blue eyes which are connected with his glorious face.  Oh my, what a face, chiseled chin, nicely groomed dark hair with an awesome tan to go with it.  His eyebrows rise at his question that she hasn’t even thought of answering yet.

Sure that her cheeks have now become crimson red, she alters her eye contact to find the last coin that dropped.
  She tries to stand up but falters slightly, he softly grabs her arm to give her balance and the warmth of his touch emanates throughout her body.  Taking a gasp of air she sucks in his fresh musky scent almost making her loose her balance again.

Trying desperately to collect her thoughts she turns away with embarrassment, so much for having a good day, she thinks “Thank you, I think I got it.” she mumbles politely as she places the money on the counter for the vendor to take.

Perilously not getting too unraveled by the situation, she politely apologizes to the patrons behind her which acknowledge her with a quick nod.  “You’re very welcome.” He says politely as he turns to walk away. Grabbing her danish she watches him saunter off out of the corner of her eye.  She never expected help but his was so dreamy and weird at the same time.  Who was that?

She shakes her head clearing out the strange encounter.
  Wow, what a way to start the day checking her watch making sure she won’t be late.  Finally getting behind her little station at the bank starting up her computer she has a chance to nibble on her danish.  Trying to put the embarrassing situation out of her head, but that was the strangest sensation she has ever felt.

Customers flow in, normal routine mornings as her boss Mr. Bradshaw walks around to watch over
everyone’s shoulders.  Hell its Friday people are ready to be done with their work weeks. Seeing the clock is her time for a break she places her closed sign up to go for her 30 minute break.  Time seems to stop suddenly as she looks up to see her savior from this morning walk in.

Getting a full size view while not crawling on the floor for coins, she is amazed at his stature. He is about 6 ft with very dark hair and the brightest sky blue eyes she can even see from this distance.
  He has a physique that should be in Vogue since he is wearing a very expensive looking but casual white shirt with the sleeves slightly rolled up and form fitting dressy pants.  They look like they were made just for him personally by the way they perfectly hang gently on his hips and show off his strong legs.  He turns slightly to go towards the front area were the bank officers are located getting a great view of his Adonis shaped ass! 

Pinching herself to get out of this crazy day dream and trying to get her racing heart back to normal.
  Obviously, not being the only one who seemed to notice his entry, hey when you work at a bank with several females who PMS at different times, we all have our hormones on red alert.  She softly giggles to herself looking around at all the other girls staring and not paying any attention to their customers at their windows.

He politely walks over to Pam our front desk coordinator to ask her a question who is trying not to blush and act respectful something no one can hear because we are too far away.
  She politely picks up the phone as she is slightly shaking, glad it's not me doing it, I would have drooled! Brandy thinks to herself. Pam then points in the direction of our Bank VP office.  The office isn't huge so escorting someone to the office would be kind of weird and Pam is relieve that she doesn't have to do that or she might have started drooling.

Mystery Man, in Brandy’s head she has already given him a nick name, casually smiles at Pam nods his head in a thank you then heads in the direction she pointed to.
  Glad that he hasn’t noticed her staring in his direction she watches as he meets Mr. Bradshaw at the office door proceeding inside.

Wow, time to get away, she has already been embarrassed enough by dropping coins in front of this man, she doesn’t need to be caught staring at him too!
  People watching is always fun but not when you are caught doing it.  This has a new upscale on that thought since she can’t wait to tell Tiffany about this one!

Getting her break her mind wonders to this morning’s event giggling at the thought.
  It was just a girlish thrill of being embarrassed in front of the popular boy not like that hasn’t happened in her past before.  Finishing her quick lunch break she notices when she comes back to her window there are several customers in line as she opens her window.  They are grateful because for some reason some of the girls on our lineup are missing.  Taking care of the next customer in line, when finished her eyes look over towards Mr. Bradshaw's office and two of the tellers are trying to act busy but they are all peeking into the open glass office to take a quick look at Mystery Man.  Obviously it’s not just her and Pam but every female in this bank is affected.

Laughing inwardly but also her heart starts pounding again
I get to see him when he leaves, awesome,
her subconscious screams!  Another customer is taken care of and the line has died down. She is checking the drawer when Mystery Man reappears out of Mr. Bradshaw’s office.  They shake hands again and they are both smiling, but the only smile she sees is how wonderful Mystery Man's is!

He has the most astounding dimples on both cheeks that you just want to gaze at and perfect white teeth.
  Why can't she stop staring just like the rest of the girls beside her?  He glances over at the teller line and gives us all a polite grin, but suddenly our eyes connect and her heart starts bounding!  The slight grin broadens into a full sweet smile and a quick nod. 
Was that really at me
, no it must have been at one of the other girls beside her, he turns to walk out and darts a quick glance back over his shoulder with a pleasant smirk.  He is so composed but well aware of the effect the whole bank has had on his presence.  We lock eyes a second time and she can't breathe; actually she stopped at the first look. He continues out the door, now trying to figure out what is wrong with her body,
breathe stupid, you need to breathe...hello are you listening?!

Now she is trying to control her gasps of air shaking slightly trying desperately to rationalize this weird encounter.
  It is just like stepping out of her reality and right into fantasy mode.  OK collect your thoughts and plug them back into work mode again.

Finally 4pm rolls around, counting down the drawer and then her supervisor will come by to double check.
  By 4:20 she is heading out and smiling like a childish school girl.  What a great spring day!

On the drive home reeling in the day, the birds chirping this morning
Mystery Man,
her favorite mock cherry blossom showing signs of spring,
Mystery Man,
going out tonight with her BFF,
and still Mystery Man.
  OK needing to really do something about this.  What is wrong with her? Why won’t her mind stop seeing that last smile or glimpse he gave her, or really it had to be one of the other cute girls at work?  Imagining it was her is more fun but seriously unrealistic!

Tiffany as she said is all ready for us to have a pleasant dinner with Mikey and Pete.
  While plopping down the keys on the small stand we keep by the door, strolling lazily to the couch and plop her butt down, clearly her head is still in a cloud.  Tiffany strolls over from the kitchen counter, their living space consisting of an open living room/kitchen area, being the largest part of our small apartment sitting down to tell Brandy the plans for the night.  As she sits down next to Brandy her mouth drops open with a concerned look on her face.

“What happened today, did you get in trouble for something?
  You look like you just....hmm I don't know exactly but you have a glaze in your eyes.” She expresses so sincerely.

“Well” I gulp, “Do I really look that funny or is it my shit eating grin that's giving me away?” trying not to blush and saying sincerely back because I'm thinking about
him
again!

“You met someone” she squeaks and claps her hands in excitement.

“No not really just saw the most gorgeous man who ever walked this earth, I didn't meet him of course, but it was just about the greatest view I had for about 20 minutes of my life!” Sounding a little high pitched but it was an exhilarating experience for today.

“Well, seriously Brandy you should have taken the opportunity and spoke to him or something, really haven't I taught you anything over the past few years” She says to her teasingly.

“Like I have that kind of self confidence, I leave that to you, you're much better at that than me and always will be!” a little exasperated not having the guts to do that like she does.

“That's OK Brandy, when the right man comes along, you and I will both know.” she politely pipes in.

Trying to change the subject interjecting, “So when are going out buddies going to get here anyways?  Do I have time for a shower to freshen up?”

Just then there is a knock on door.
  Tiffany bounces off towards the door and lets Mikey and Pete in.  They are all smiles and hugs.  Coming over to sit down next to me Mikey gives her a warm hug and says, “You're not going out like that are you?!”

“Oh please, can't a girl lift up her feet for a few minutes when they get home from work?
  Actually I was planning on letting you pick out my outfit for tonight since you’re so good at it!”

“Oh good, I always like it when you look your best when you come out with me, I don't like frumpy girls!” What a tease he is but that's our Mikey.

“Tell you what, I'm going into the shower to freshen up and you can rummage through my underwear drawer and find me something sexy!” I smile wickedly at him.

We both burst out laughing and Tiffany and Pete come in with dishes of our favorite Chinese food and sit down.

Pete asks, “So what's the joke?”

She explains to Pete that she gave Mikey permission to dress her tonight and to make sure he picked out something sexy out of her underwear drawer between mouthfuls of food.

Pete chuckles, “Well maybe not tonight the underwear drawer, I'll make sure he saves that treat for a real special date night!” he turns and gives Mikey a kiss on the cheek, “Like we had last weekend at Olivers, wine and dined, then you fill in the blanks!”

We all start laughing and enjoy the rest of our meal with small talk.

Finishing up telling everyone she is heading into the shower.  Mikey speaks up “I'm still rummaging through your closets and outwardly dressing you like a million bucks tonight!”

Smiling back over her shoulder she thinks inwardly
only in my dreams
.

Letting the hot water wash over her body and soak her hair, Brandy’s mind starts to drift again to Mystery Man.
  How would it feel to have those strong arms washing her right now?  His crystal blue eyes lavishing her body and starving with a hot passionate desire as he washes her breast with his hands, gasping at how her nipples enlarge at his touch.  He starts to kiss her neck softly and breathlessly pulling her into him with one hand on her butt cheek.  He nibbles on her ear, whispers hot sexy words to make the desire for him even more.  She is soaping up his strong masculine chest running her fingers through his small amount of chest hair which tickles between her fingers.

There's a knock on the door Tiffany speaks up “Hey, did you flush yourself in there?
  Come on girlfriend you need to start getting ready to go out.”

Blushing inwardly; she can't believe she just had a fantasy in the middle of the shower.
  It would be embarrassing if anyone saw her right now all lathered up and touching her breast like it was Mystery Man.  Time to turn on cooler water and calm down!

Quickly rinsing off, she is composing herself stepping out of the shower.
  Grabbing the robe and putting a towel around her hair emerging out of the bathroom to let steam out and her fantasy with it.

As promised, Mikey has clothes laid out on the bed.
  Her expensive Tony Walker jeans that Tiffany bought for at Christmas but she insisted on getting them because her ass looks great in them.  It feels funny taking expensive gifts but she insisted she wanted to buy them and she wouldn't take no for an answer.  Seemingly Brandy is borrowing one of Tif's pretty blue silky low cut shirts and with her favorite stylish mid calf boots that she adores which look great with the jeans.

After dressing into everything, towel drying her hair, now the challenge begins to tame it.
  Tiffany comes into the bathroom saying it's her turn.  Brandy complies, “Fine with me, have at it!”  She does some more drying, brushing, takes a few clips here and there, whoa la, it looks great! It's slightly pulled to the side and the soft curls look amazing with the highlights.  Exclaiming she should be a hairdresser; she is so good at fixing anyone's unruly hair!  She smiles telling Brandy, “You have about 15 minutes left to do your makeup.”

That is something she is pretty good at since going to plenty of Mary Kay parties just to learn the tricks of what to do.
  She enters into the living room and Mikey smiles from ear to ear.