He was also a big man, very fit, plainly healthy and, Em thought, astonishingly attractive. She was, in fact, entranced. What especially entranced her was the fact that even though he was at one end of the table and she at the other, he had decided to include her in his repertoire of round-the-table conversation.
Since they hadn’t met before he had got up from his seat and walked round the table to introduce himself to her. “He has good manners too,” Em had thought as he began this manoeuvre.
He was around her age. He had piercingly blue eyes and dark brown, nearly black hair. She held out her hand to say hello. He touched it lightly. She felt a flash of something that was almost like an electric shock when he did this. She looked into his eyes and melted. He had felt it too. Her pussy suddenly buzzed.
Lunch progressed. He looked at her from time to time and smiled a melting smile. She smiled back at him. They did this to each other several times. Em felt her nipples hardening and really liked that idea.
Between courses she got up from the table and went to the bar outside for a cigarette. The restaurant was by the river. It was warm and breezy. She drew on her cigarette, telling herself for the umpteenth time that she should give them up, and drank from her glass of pinot noir she’d taken with her from the table.
Suddenly she was not alone. He was there beside her, also drinking pinot noir she noticed, and shaking a cigarette from a pack he’d drawn from his suit pocket. “It’s a nuisance this, isn’t it,” he said. “Having to drag yourself outside to perform what used to be a perfectly natural act but which is now defined as very bad behaviour.”
Em laughed. “It is,” she said. “But at least out here you don’t get lectures about the evil of smoking from people who once did and now don’t.” He smiled and then laughed, a throaty little chuckle, the sort of laugh you find in people who have a really great sense of humour.
“I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves in there,” he said. “You’re Em, I know. I asked,” he said with a smile and a wink. “I’m Mike. It’s really fun to meet you.” He touched her lightly on the arm. She got another electric shock-like buzz when he did that.
“It’s Friday,” he said. “Do you have plans for after lunch?”
“Well I didn’t,” said Em. “I was going to take some work home and make an early day of it.”
He looked deeply at her. “That’s my plan too, except I’m just visiting so I’ll be going back to my hotel.”
He paused. He looked at her and melted her again. And then he said, “Would you like to come with me?”
Em got another buzz. It was a major one. Her pussy moistened in the little black and white lace panties she had encased it in this morning. Her nipples got rock-hard in the little black and white lace bra in which she corralled her pert little tan-lined breasts.
“I just thought there were probably some things in our portfolios that we should go over together,” he said, fixing her with a warming smile.