Title: Chicken, Wine and broken heels
Author: pinkholyone
The phone disturbed Monica from her reading on a nice Sunday morning
'Hello'
'Hey its me' Dana replied
'So I'm guessing you want to know how my date with john went last night?' Monica sighed sadly
'I sure do………. You seem down didn't things go well?' Dana was concerned now
'Well things didn't go too well but none of it was really John's fault things just happened' Dana had the feeling Monica was holding back
'Ok well how about you start from the beginning?' Dana grinned on the other and, she had already found out what had happened from John but wanted to hear it from Monica's point of view because she had the feeling John was leaving all the important bits out
'Ok well…'
SATERDAY 7PM
Monica heard a knock at her door and made her way over to open it but on the way propped the book she was carrying
'Hey I thought I'd let my self in' John greeted just as Monica had her back to him, she bent over to pick the book up and… rip her dress had split right up the middle showing off her embarrassing florescent yellow knickers which she had meant to change out of before he got there
'Oh my GOD!' she screamed shoving a hand to her back to try and keep the two pieces of material together
'Um do you need any help?' John had just managed to get his voice back but she had already ran off into her room
Five minutes later Monica appeared in a dress very similar to the on that had ripped
'Ok… I don't want to talk about what just happened lets just go before we miss our reservations' Monica sounded ticked off but John knew it was not at him
They arrived at the fancy restaurant on time, had been seated and had their food
Things were looking up Monica thought; nothing else had happened maybe things were looking up how wrong could she be!
'Hey Mon have I told you yet what nice breasts you have? I was wondering if I could pinch one?' John leaned over the table and wisped to her
Monica's eyebrows went up in shock but she soon recovered and threw her wine all over his face
'HOW DARE YOU!' she practically shouted
'I…I...I was talking about your CHICKIN breasts on your plate!' John defended wiping wine off his face and trying to dry his shirt at the same time looking very upset
'Oh John I'm so sorry! I thought you were talking about… Something else' Monica crouched down beside him trying to dry his shirt and hiding from the few heads that had turned in their direction
'No its ok I can see how you got confused can we just finish dinner please?' he just wanted to forget about the little incident
The rest of the time in the restraint went off without a hitch, and they made their way back to Monica's
'I'll walk you up' John said getting out and opening Monica's door for her
They climbed the stairs in silence, John stood in front of Monica as they reached her door way
'Well goodnight' John said leaning forward for a kiss they were just a breath away an then… crack Monica's heel had snapped sending her to the floor as she went down she reached out and grabbed John's pant leg yanking them down with her
At all the commotion and being a nosy neighbour the old lady next door poked her head out and took in the sight before her a man with his back to her with his pants at his ankles and a woman who she knew to be Monica on her knees in front of him
'WELL I NEVER!' she shouted in discus at what she thought was going on
'Oh no. It's not like that…. I slipped!' Monica's words fell on death ears as she tried to pull her self off the floor and John trying to get some dignity back by shoving his trousers in the right place again
'Well this has been an interesting evening' John muttered looking at the floor
'Look john I'm really sorry' Monica placed a hand on his arm
'It's ok I think I should just go, I'll call you tomorrow ok?' he dint give her a chance to reply as he hurried down the stairs
BACK TO THE PHONE CALL
'That's all so… Funny!' Dana was practically on the floor laughing
'I'm so glad I could be your source of entertainment!' Monica said with a grin
'So has he called you yet?' Dana asked after composing her self
'Yes and we are going out for dinner tomorrow night after work' Monica smiled and hoped things would go better this time
'Ok well I'll talk to you tomorrow then bye'
'Bye' Monica placed the phone back on its hook and carried on her reading
TBC
