Sharon's Treasure (standard:fairy tales, 1586 words)
Author: PassionsFlamingPen	Added: Jun 24 2013	Views/Reads: 2922/2144	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Two unlikely friends go to an upscale bar where one meets her destiny. (An adult, modern day, romantic fairytale.)

Part 1: 

Sharon arranged to go to an expensive club with her friend and neighbor,
Maya, tonight. Maya just bought a brand new Beamer and was dying to be 
seen driving the luxurious automobile. Sharon accepted gleefully, 
knowing she wouldn't have to drive. She rubbed her palms together as 
she planned on letting her hair down for once. 

At times, she wasn't quite sure why she and Maya had become fast
friends. For all intents and purposes, they were complete opposites. 
Maya was very well off. Sharon barely made ends meet. Maya loved all 
things expensive and shiny. Sharon treasured family, friends, and love, 
above all else, but tonight she was willing to make an exception. 

Maya was a wide-eyed, dewy-skinned girl who hid behind too-large
sunglasses, lots of makeup, and hair dye, but she pulled it off. Sharon 
put on a dress that was to die for, with the perfect, matching clutch 
and heels. Both of them were beautiful in very different ways. 

From the moment they found seats at the club, a man in the shadows sent
Sharon a drink; a strong one. After three more rounds of the same, he 
moved from the shadows, self-assuredly, in a direct line to her. He was 
handsomely chiseled with strong cheek bones, and jet-black hair. Sharon 
noted that he was wearing a charcoal Dolce and Gabbana suit. 

Though she lowered her eyes, he held out his hand to her asking, 

“May I?” 

She looked up all the way from his shoes, which were polished to a high
sheen, to his handsome face. 

“Ahhh,” she stammered until Maya pretended to adjust her position and
pinched her hard on the thigh, “Yes, of course,” Sharon said dutifully. 


He held her close on the dance floor. His lead was masculine and
wonderfully fluid. She thought back to an occasion when she accepted a 
dance with a man who was stilted, and likened it to driving a truck. 

Finally, he introduced himself, 

“I'm Aiden. Very pleased to meet you uhhh,” he paused. 

“Sharon,” she blurted, hardly believing he cared what her name was. She
couldn't help thinking that Aiden had chosen the wrong girl. 

As the song ended, he dipped her effortlessly and then pulled her to him
in a passionate kiss. Already, she was enamored of this man. 

They embraced on the now empty dance floor when he finally propositioned
her, 

“Why don't you join me for drinks and a night dip in my heated pool,” he
asked. 

She stood mute in his gaze, disbelieving that this man who looked and
smelled so terrific was interested in her. 

“But... I ahhh... came with my friend,” she stated resolutely. 

Aiden turned to look just as Sharon did. Maya was surrounded by
potential suitors, all of whom vied for her attention. 

“Come on,” Aiden said, “Warm pool, good drinks, hot Jacuzzi. Are you
really going to pass that up,” he asked with an exaggerated sad face. 

“Okay,” she relented, “Can you take me home a... af...ter,” she
stuttered, suddenly realizing she didn't know what, if anything, came 
after the pool and Jacuzzi. 

Aiden called his chauffer to pull the car around. Sharon was impressed,
feeling a little bit like ‘Cinderella,' and hoping she wouldn't feel 
like ‘Alice in Wonderland' later.” 



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