One Night Only

I am actually excited about this New Year's Eve. Usually, I stay in, read a good book, order a great meal and fall asleep before the ball drops at Times Square. This year I'm going to a co-workers party. I've had enough of playing the lonely, shy girl who turns down great opportunities.

Gina has become a great friend. She pushed her way through my barrier and introduced me to the best times of my life. I have lunch, dinner and shopping outings. There's game night at Mark's, Gina's fiance'. I'm enjoying myself for the first time in years.

I have to admit I used to look like everyone's idea of an old librarian. After a makeover, I feel like a fashion model. I workout three times a week and feel really good about myself.

Gina's parties are epic. I've spent many years listening to other co-workers talk about it for weeks afterwards. This year I was going to be part of the in-crowd.

I soaked in the tub for what seems like hours. I was taking special care with my appearance. I splurged and bought my first pair of Jimmy Choo's. My dress came from Macy's. It's the perfect black, body hugging dress with a plunging neckline. Nothing fancy, but I think it's very flattering on me and so did the store clerk. I'm wearing the diamond necklace and studs my parents gave me. I spent hours at the salon earlier today, just to get the perfect updo. I have soft spirals kissing my neck. I'm pleased with what I see. Off I go to Gina's.

The house is beautiful. The big Tudor sits upon a hill surrounded by lights and trees with acres of land disappearing towards the lake. I'm sitting in my car taking in the scenery and impressed with the valets attending to the long line of cars in front of me.

Once I hand over my keys, I'm instructed to wait for the golf cart to return to escort me to the house. "Gina really knows how to throw a party." I feel his breath on my neck; smell his warm and inviting cologne. Turning slightly, I say, "That's what I hear." He moves to stand in front of me and I'm suddenly faced with the most handsome man I had ever seen. "So, this is your first time. I'm Mike, by the way, and you are?" I found myself speechless. His hazel eyes had me mesmerized. He had to be an actor, model, maybe a rapper or singer. "I..I'm Rayna." Mike smiled at me. His teeth so white against his caramel skin. "Nice to meet you Rayna. May I?" Beyond gorgeous and a gentleman. He offered his arm as the golf cart came to a stop.

Gina had thought of everything. There was a blanket to fight off the nights chill. I shivered thinking of sharing it with Mike. There was a couple sitting across from us that couldn't keep their eyes or hands off each other. "Well we can't let them outdo us. Can we." It was a statement not a question. Mike wrapped us in the blanket and hugged me close. I liked it. It felt like it was where I belonged.

We found out quiet a bit about each other during the ten minute ride. He escorted me inside and I silently prayed he wouldn't leave me. Gina and Mark greeted us at the door. My friend winked at me and indicated she approved of Mike.

We sat together during dinner. I was getting evil looks from several women; I loved it. Turns out Mike has modeled but his profession is as an engineer. He grew up with Gina and this was the only time they got together. According to Mike, he didn't expect to see her again. He was moving to Germany. Ask me why I felt heartbroken over a man I just met.

The huge chandeliers had the ballroom glistening. Candles were glowing on the tables covered with white linen. The marble floor was shining and the music was low and slow. We made our way to a table in a corner near the band. Two seats only, lights didn't quiet reach, very intimate.

I found myself very heated and Mike did too. His hand moved to my thigh and even further... I had never done anything like this before but it felt do good and so right. He kissed me passionately as I released like never before. I was breathless but not embarrassed. I wanted more, and I told him so.

Like teenagers we made our way upstairs and stole into the first room we found. It was the best sexual experience I'd ever had. No regrets.

I was shaky, giddy, happy, sad and many things I can't describe. We made our way back downstairs and danced the New Year in. Is love at first site possible? I say yes. Even if you're the only one feeling it. I can't say how Mike felt and it didn't matter. I was having the time of my life, even if it was for one night only.