It was a busy Friday morning as I sat in my office watching out the window and thinking about how nice it was bumping into him earlier while grabbing coffee. I hadn't seen him in quite some time and after the last time, I wasn't sure, I would ever see him again.

Doing my normal growling to myself about too many people, I just wanting to get my coffee so I could leave. I turned around and ran right into someone. Apologizing while looking up, I recognized the most amazing smile. I was already running late for work, so we said our hellos and goodbyes and went our separate ways, and then it was all I could think about. His smile, the way his eyes looked deep within me, his hands catching me from falling. It had been so long since our paths crossed. So much had changed but it was so good. 

Grinning to myself, I realized that Sam, my assistant, was standing at my door smiling at me saying, "Welcome back to reality Kris. They need you to go out to the new building site to take some pictures for the portfolio.”

Sighing, I got up from my desk and told Sam to clear my calendar for the rest of the day and I headed out the door. 

As I drove down the road, I wished I had gone home to change my clothes after realizing how muddy it was going to be from the storm the night before, and my heels were hell in the mud.

I decided I could always change later if needed as I pulled into the lot and put the car in park. I climbed out of the car, closed the door, and started to walk towards the building, but realized I had forgotten my phone. Digging through my purse while walking back to the car, I ran right into someone and dropped my purse and all of its contents fell out of it. Standing there looking at everything on the ground, I looked up and saw those eyes with that beautiful smile. I felt my knees get weak and my core tighten. Wow, I had forgotten how he always had that effect on me. His smile turned to a chuckle as if he could read my mind. 

I smiled, "Hey. Wow, twice in one day, lucky me. What are you doing here?" 

He bent down to pick up everything off the ground and handed it to me. He picked up my “mini friend" and smiled. As I grabbed it from him, I felt my face get hot. 

"This is my site; my company is putting in some new housing. Why are you here? Coming to dump more coffee on me or what?" he joked.

I was so embarrassed trying to put everything back where it goes, I mumbled, "I'm here to take some pictures for the bank. Nothing serious.”

 He walked me around the site explaining where everything was going and what the plans were going to be, while I took the pictures that I needed. When I had everything I needed, he asked if we could go to lunch and discuss some of the terms of the loan and catch up a little. I didn't see any harm in that so I texted Sam and told her I would be even later than I planned and to not schedule anything new for me today.

I followed him in my car and questioned myself the whole time, ‘Why am I doing this? I know better. I know what happens when I'm around him. I know what this man can do to me.’ None of that stopped me though as I parked next to him at 4th West Street, smiling as he opened my car door. 

The place was packed and loud, but we found a tall table in a corner and ordered a drink and some food. I sipped on my drink and pushed my salad around while listening to what he's been doing all this time. Before I knew it, one hour turned into three and one drink into four, but the conversation was still flowing easily.

Then I felt something touch my leg. I looked under the table and saw his fingers brushing the top of my thigh.  My skirt had raised a little after sitting in the high chair and the lack of panties this morning left little to the imagination. His fingers started brushing a little higher up my thigh, I could feel my whole body tighten and tingle as he got closer to my honey pot, making my body hot and my cheeks red. He knew what he was doing, and from the grin on his face, he was enjoying it too.

He carried on the conversation as he was now lightly touching my pussy lips, applying the slightest pressure and making me quietly whimper. Softly rubbing up and down my wet pussy lips before sliding a finger deep inside my warm, wet, honey pot. When he pulled his finger out, a moan escaped my lips. 

He leaned in closer and whispered, "You liked that, didn't you? You want more, don't you? I think the gentleman across from us enjoyed watching your face as I touched you.”

“I had to show him you are mine. That your honey pot is mine. You like that very much, I can tell," he said.

My eyes never left his. I had no words for what he was saying. I didn't have to say anything though. He knew me, he knew my body, and he knew what it craved and needed. 

He continued, "You will meet me back here tonight at eight and we will continue where we left off so long ago. Isn't that right?"All I could do was nod my head yes.

He helped me from my chair and walked me to my car. He kissed me on the cheek and closed the door. I returned to work and sat back at my desk to check my messages. 

Sam walked in smiling, "Judging by the look on your face I'm guessing lunch went well and I can tell Jared, you will be there at eight," she said. All I could do was smile at her and get back to my messages. 

Who knows what tonight will bring...