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Sexcapades... Sexcapades Chapter 2…You never know I was rattled by his presence but when he presented me with his card I realised that all he really wanted to do was introduce himself to me. Nothing wrong with that is there, so I took his business card, hardly glanced at it and hurriedly walked past him muttering a quick, thanks. I must admit that once I sat down, I did look at it a little more closely, just to make sure of certain details and when I looked up he was staring at me. I quickly dropped it in my bag and got on with the girl bonding for the night. However, every time I looked up his eyes were on me and I did start to squirm a little under that unrelenting gaze. I wasn't feeling at all comfortable under such close scrutiny and my girls were feeling the pressure too. We decided to head out and that's what we did. I did not mention the incident to my gal pals coz I felt like it was a little surreal but at the same time, it was kind of exciting keeping under wraps. I also didn't think it warranted any more attention after all it had gotten enough attention while we were hanging out at the last place. The next day though, I called up one of the girls and told her all about it over a drink. I even carried his card with me for evidence. The girls and I are naturally sceptical about business cards because they could mean everything or completely nothing. The fact that he was the Marketing Manager of a dynamic company in town did not impress us. Where I come from, these positions change every quarter and the cards get printed every month! That notwithstanding, we let it slide and got on with other stuff that we needed to talk about. I did keep the card though, just in case or whatever, actually for no particular reason, not that I was going to call him or anything. It’s just that keeping business cards is habit in the career I am in. One never knows when these cards will come in handy. TGIF comes around and whats up is trending like crazy. The only question is are we all up for it this Friday? I knew I was and so were the girls. It sometimes baffles me why we do this every Friday and we all know that we are always up for it, lol. I have my heels on, my outfit is Casual Friday ie skinny jeans and a sparkly T.. I am rocking it this evening and I am feeling good. The red wine is flowing and the conversation is good. I've got a feeling, that tonite's gonna be a good night...hahaha! The boys have come over to hang out so we know that it’s definitely going to be a riot tonight. Then I see HIM standing by the bar. Suddenly I feel all self-conscious and a bit akward. Not that I am attracted to him or anything, but its kinda strange to have that sort of attention. I was thinking about walking up to him just to say hello, I am that kinda of girl you see and as I got up, one of my guy buddies got up too and asked me to dance. Now the thing is that I had already noticed him and was also feeling a bit self-conscious, but decided to go ahead and dance after all, I really did not know him as such and I could say hello afterwards. The band was good that night we danced quite a few rocking numbers before I got back to my seat all sweaty and laughing. I sat down and took a huge swig of my drink and I thought felt eyes on me. I looked up to check if HE was still there…and he was there, only this time he had his back to me. I suddenly felt better about the whole thing and got up and walked over to him to say hello. I got to him and tapped him on his shoulder. He turned round and smiled at me and he gave me a warm peck on both cheeks, introduced me to the guy he was chatting to or may I say, got me to introduce myself to the guy and asked me how I was. Then he gave me a warm hug and said how good it was to see me and how he thought I was a really good dancer. Spur of the moment decision, I decided to ask him to dance and he said yes. I had a good buzz from the wine and the evening was going well, the music was great as always so we got down in a good way. I could say he was a great dancer but that would be lying, he was quite simply a dude with some good moves! He had this sexy way of moving close without actually touching but every time I would turn round he would brush against me. I was beginning to like this guy. As it is in these places these days, there are no slow dances, your work with what you’ve got, so we didn’t get a real chance to conversate. After quite a bit of dancing and I was feeling the pain, lol, I motioned that we should get of f the floor. He then got close and asked if he could get me a drink to thank me for dancing with him but only if I had it with him. No problem, I said, I would love to have a drink and chat with you for a bit. We walked back to the bar where he had been standing and he ordered a glass of red wine for me and a rocky scotch for himself. After a bit of preliminary chit chat where he mentioned that now that he finally knew my name he would like to get to know me better. I was curious too, so there wasn’t a lot of objection from my end and I had actually started to feel a little intrigued by the dude. We got to chatting and I sort of fell into a really good conversation with a stranger. My girls soon came to let me know that we had to hop so I let HIM know that I was on my way out. He asked if he could walk me out.. No problem , I said, I would love for you to walk me out. So I swigged the last of my drink, got my bag, and we walked out together. When we got to the drive, he asked me where my car was and He walked me to the car and before I put the key in the door I turned around and asked him to kiss me. When he drew me to one side opened the door and proceeded to take my bag off my shoulder and put it in the car I thought … hmmmm. Then he shut the door turned me around gathered me close and kissed me. It was really nice, really really nice. I burrowed into him and he felt really nice too. He had full lips and I do believe these kind of lips are made for kissing. To lick, suck and stroke those lips are a thing of erotic sensuality. To run my tongue over those lips, slip my tongue gently but obviously between those lips, to suck gently but purposely on his tongue…nice, very nice. I ran my hands over his chest, under his arms and over his shoulders…nice, very nice! No sharp bones of seriously hard muscle, just real man underneath my fingers… nice, very nice… |
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