For the rest of the evening they sent subtle looks each other’s way. A flick of the head, a wink, a little knowing smile, licking lips, hand gestures. It was all getting too much for Patricia as she sat down for dinner and saw him wink at her, sitting directly opposite her. She felt her womanhood quiver with excitement. She extended her leg and ran it up and down his trousers, playing footsies with him. God would this function ever end? She thought.
She managed to lose sight of him after dinner, when additional drinks were being served and the auction started. She excused herself to go outside for a cigarette, hoping that perhaps she would see him out there. Smoking was something she very rarely indulged in these days, but it helped calm her nerves. If she was going to present her speech at the end of the night, then she needed a clear head and not to be distracted by Mr Tall, dark and handsome.
As she made her way to the large double doors someone grabbed her arm and drew her into the darkness and down a small hallway. It was him, Mr Tall, dark and handsome. No words were exchanged as they kissed passionately. The excitement and need for each other built as her hands roved over his body and his hands roved over her. He fumbled for the door handle, found it and pulled it, opening the store cupboard.