Part 2
This brings me back to our house purchase and the solicitor we used for the transaction.
David was our solicitor and was brilliant and he made the whole process go smoothly. We met him a few times in his office near where we lived with each other's parents at the time and from the off I could tell he had taken a shine to Angela. David was around the mid to late forties I would say, well over six feet tall, dark slightly greying hair and very big built with an air of command around him that intimidated me a little, but I could tell Angela found him attractive and he was obviously very good at his job.
Each meeting as we sat opposite him in his office, I could see his eyes occasionally drop to Angela's legs as the said meetings were usually during our lunch breaks and Angela's style of dress for work was always smart well fitted suits with shortish skirts and normally partnered with a silky white blouse and her trademark black patent high heels. She looked dead sexy like this and being so petite high heels just added to her femininity plus they made her incredible legs look gorgeous!
I once asked her as we left his office if she knew he was staring at her legs. She giggled and said of course she knew but she liked it and asked me if I liked it as well. I admitted I did like it, and I remember we both laughed about it at the time.
Angela was one of those girls who preferred to wear stockings with suspenders, rather than tights, and she knew I loved her wearing them. She had several pairs of sheer glossy stockings in various shades.
She always did her make-up to perfection, and with her short boyish hairstyle and trim little figure Angela attracted looks from guys all the time. I couldn’t blame David for letching at her legs as she sat down, her tight little skirt riding up flashing a hint of stocking top. Each time she crossed her legs I could just about hear that delicious sound sheer stockings make as they rub together.
Could David hear it as well I wondered? Was she uncrossing and crossing her legs on purpose?
David did once compliment her on her looks, and he told me I was a very lucky guy. Also, every time we left his office after meeting him, he would open the door and gesture to me to leave first. On more than one occasion I did notice him out of the corner of my eye slyly place his arm round Angela's waist as she passed him and once, I am pretty sure his hand dropped lower onto her bum. Me being me, I thought nothing of this and remember feeling flattered that I had such a gorgeous girlfriend, and that this much older guy obviously had the hots for her.
Around 1987, we moved into our new house and were soon settled. Shortly after this period, Angela went after a new job working for a local estate agency close to our area. She got the job, and was enjoying it she told me.
A few weeks later she told me one night that her estate agent's conveyancing solicitors were the same firm that we used for buying our house and that she often had regular phone conversations with David. They had become friendly she said and that he had asked her out to lunch the following day.
‘Would you mind if I went to lunch with him?’ she asked me. Of course, I couldn’t really see any harm in this as this seemed perfectly normal with the type of job she had, so I said I was fine with it.
Over the coming weeks, Angela had more and more regular lunch dates with David, and after a while, I noticed her choice of work outfits was getting slightly sexier. She had recently bought this stunning little suit in light pink. The jacket was short and fitted, but the skirt was simply amazing. Short and tight, but with a long spilt up one thigh which revealed a delicious hint of stocking tops whenever she wore it. With summer approaching, however, she would sometimes wear a short summer dress with high heels in place of the suits.
I also noticed her makeup was becoming ever so slightly heavier. Not tarty, but just a little heavier, and with emphasis on her eyes and lips. She also got her hair re-styled around this time as well, and I have to say it looked stunning. Soon after this time, Angela began arriving home from work a little later than usual, and always said the office was very busy and she was finishing up etc.