Thursday , May 19 2022

Hidden Behind Her Blue Eyes

I’d never seen her in the lunchroom before, or for that matter, anywhere else on campus. I’m sure I would remember if I had. After all, even in Texas, it’s not everyday one sees a college girl wearing black jeans, a starched white western shirt, and snake-skin western boots. The only thing missing from the look was a wide brimmed cowboy hat.
She was a few people ahead of me in line, so I hadn’t seen her face yet. Still, the way her long black hair dangled across the white of her shirt and three-quarters down her back was striking. Her long legs and her tight round ass reminded me of the words to a Zac Brown song “Chicken Fried”, “ … a pair of jeans that fit just right…”

“Yes, some of that, please.” I said to the woman behind the counter without looking. I didn’t really care what would eventually end up on my plate. Whatever it was, it wasn’t worth taking my eyes off of the beauty in line in front of me.

After paying for her food, she turned and began walking toward me. I couldn’t have spoken if I wanted. She was drop dead gorgeous. She noticed me staring, but instead of giving me a “dream on” sneer, she smiled right at me. I was lost in that smile and the most beautiful blue eyes I’d ever seen, until being snapped back to reality by another server.

While getting the rest of my lunch and paying for it, I forced myself not to turn around to see where she was sitting. I knew my heart would sink if she had joined a group of gaggling girls, or worse yet, a boyfriend.

When I did take up my tray and turn toward the room, I almost walked right into a table when I spotted her sitting alone. Even after her showing me that fleeting but inviting smile, I knew the chances of her giving me so much as the time of day were slim and none, but I couldn’t help myself. I was drawn to her like a moth to a porch light, completely willing to accept her inevitable rejection and sulk away to eat alone in the corner.

“Ex … excuse me. Would you like some company?”

When she came back from wherever she had been in her mind, she looked up and showed me another of those heart-stopping smiles. “Please.” She said, gesturing to the seat across the table from her.

“I … I’m Jake.” I managed to get out when I was seated.

She extended a hand across the table, “Hi, Jake. I’m Tina.”

I hadn’t planned that far ahead, so I didn’t know what to say next. I’m not usually so tongue tied around girls—not that I’d had that much experience, but I’d had a few girlfriends. Finally, I just began picking at my food.

After a few moments of silence, she let out a soft giggle, “So, Jake, what brought you over here? Do you have a thing for cowgirls?”

I could feel a blush flood my neck and face, but I managed to say, “No, but I do have a thing for blue eyes and beautiful smiles.”

“Why, thank you, Darlin. Now, do you know why I let you join me for lunch?”

“Uh, no. I don’t have a clue. I didn’t really exp–”

“Because you were actually looking at my face. Most guys don’t.”

I swear, it wasn’t until she said those words that I noticed what she was talking about. The front of her western shirt had a diamond shaped cut out in the front, and it exposed a healthy amount of bulging cleavage. The view was awe inspiring. When I realized I was staring too long, I looked back up, “Uh, sorry.”

She giggled louder this time. “That’s okay, Jake. I practically invited you to take a look, which I’m sure you hadn’t done already. I like that.”

“No, it was your smile.” I said honestly.

“And my blue eyes. I believe you.”

After that, our conversation was less strained, at least on my side of the table. I’m sure it had never been strained for her. We chatted for the next fifteen minutes, and I learned that she didn’t always dress like that. The western clothes were for a play she was going to be in later.

Finally, after depositing our trays in the bin, I started to ask, “Tina, would you like to–”

She turned and looked right at me, her smile as inviting as it had been all during lunch, “Yes I would, Jake. Why don’t we meet back here tomorrow, same time. You can be thinking about where you want to take me, but I’ll warn you, I don’t like fancy places.”


I’ve never considered myself a slouch. I’ve always tried to pay attention to my grooming and manner of dress, but I must admit to taking a few minutes longer dressing and preparing myself for the next day. And, while I’ve never considered myself handsome, I thought I looked okay. So why did I feel like such an inadequate fuck at the thought of being with her? Hell, I already knew the answer. Tina was way out of my league.

“Well, where are you going to take me, and when?” She asked with that same intoxicating smile when we were seated in the cafeteria.

I shrugged, “I’m tied between McDonald’s and Burger King. You choose.” I waited until after she was finished laughing to add, “But I really like the Lone Star Steakhouse, if that’s not too fancy for you.”

Tina was wearing a clinging light blue t-shirt and tan slacks. Her proud breasts bulging from the top of her dark blue bra was noticeable under her shirt, but not blatantly so. She wore her dark hair down and it framed her face, providing a wonderful contrast to her bright eyes and beautiful smile.

“Oh, The Lone Star? I suppose you’d like me to wear my cowgirl outfit from yesterday, too?”

It was my turn to laugh, “Only if you have the hat to go with it.”

“You’re quick. I like that. I think I might be able to come up with something you’ll approve of.”

Hell, she could show up in clown costume for all I cared, or a ratty old pair of whatever. “So when?”

She raised an eyebrow, “I’m free tonight if you are.”


Can we make it six? I have an early test tomorrow.”

After she gave me her address, we disposed of our trays and parted, but not without Tina giving my arm a gentle squeeze, “I’m really looking forward to tonight, Jake.”


I’m not sure why, but I was expecting her to live in an apartment, perhaps with a roommate or two. But my GPS led me to her address in a nice middle class neighborhood. I rationalized that she’s in college, so she’s probably still living with her parents. When Tina came to the door, she was wearing a white silk blouse with a plunging neckline and beige pleated slacks. She was also wearing a black western hat.

When she saw me taken aback by the hat, she pulled it off and hung it on the coat rack just inside the door. Laughing, she said, “You should have seen the look on your face.” And then she did a slow pirouette, “You like?”

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