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Name: Adrian Clark
Age: 52
Height: 6 foot, broad and tall - as such carried his middle age spread well
Hair: greying and balding, cropped.
Eyes: piercing blue
Adrian sipped his beer as he stood at the ‘bar table’ in the hotel's bar as he read the article on the BBC news site; scrolling through on his tablet. He looked up every now and then to see if Jane was approaching.
The two of them were on a course arranged through work. Even though they both worked in the Finance division, neither had known the other was attending till days before the course and so had made independent travel arrangements to their hotel. They were both on a 4/5 day Accountancy Software course.
Adrian had known Jane for 5 or 6 years, since she first joined their organisation pretty much straight from university. They had always got on well, and as a result of internal organisational changes, the two had less contact than previously. But they had maintained a professional working friendship; which at times became a bit of a ‘rant’ escape, as they occasionally would have a rant to the other; with both of them having complete trust in the other; what would be discussed between them would remain between the two of them... But at the same time Adrian wasn't in her inner crowd, as far as she had never offered him her mobile number, even though he knew she had given it to overs. Not that he was upset by that, but they were a different generation.
As he finished his article, He started to ponder. Recently it had been his birthday car, and a card had been signed by quite a few members of the division, and Jane had signed it with two crosses. No other female had. He also remembered their 'last rolo; moment when he offered her a piece of his white chocolate, and both of them simultaneously made a comment about that being their 'last rolo' moment.
Returning to the real world, e looked up, sipping from his beer glass as he did so, and saw Jane’s blonde hair approach, her 5'11 height meant she was almost as tall as he was. They made eye contact and she smiled, accentuated as she saw the glass of white wine being pushed in her direction. Jane was slender, but very pretty with slender lips and green eyes. From the labels that Adrian had turned inside her tops, he knew she was a size 10, but in fairness was probably closer to an 8; with small breasts. The only time she had a cleavage to speak off was 18 months ago towards the end of her pregnancy. She was wearing a bright pink V neck baggy crochet top, that slid from one of her shoulders as she walked towards him, exposing the pink bra strap together with the nude camisole top covering, most of the pink cup of her bra. Her legs were entombed in black leggings, slightly baggy as her legs are slender, yet shapely. The shape of her legs are such that the leggings are always slightly loose, especially around her thigh and bum due to her slender build.
“Sorry I’m late.” offered Jane as she approached the table where Adrian was standing....
“I made the mistake of checking my email..... and do you know what? Simon has managed to fuck the payroll again!”
“Soo Angry with him....”
“Well have a sip of wine..... or maybe even a gulp?” he teased; Jane having pre-ordered her drink with Adrian earlier.
“Thanks” as she took the glass and sipped it, before following it with another larger sip.
Adrian watched her sip her drink and smiled, she obviously needed that. Despite her obvious frustration, she still had a sparkle in her eye. Often he would imagine it meant something more, but she was married, happily so it seemed and was brooming with affection for their 18 month child. When she walked along the corridor past his desk, she would always smile and wave through the window, but despite the odd wishful thinking realised that was her style with him. Sure they flirted briefly but it was nothing more than that; friendly banter.
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Name: Adrian Clark
Age: 52
Height: 6 foot, broad and tall - as such carried his middle age spread well
Hair: greying and balding, cropped.
Eyes: piercing blue
Adrian sipped his beer as he stood at the ‘bar table’ in the hotel's bar as he read the article on the BBC news site; scrolling through on his tablet. He looked up every now and then to see if Jane was approaching.
The two of them were on a course arranged through work. Even though they both worked in the Finance division, neither had known the other was attending till days before the course and so had made independent travel arrangements to their hotel. They were both on a 4/5 day Accountancy Software course.
Adrian had known Jane for 5 or 6 years, since she first joined their organisation pretty much straight from university. They had always got on well, and as a result of internal organisational changes, the two had less contact than previously. But they had maintained a professional working friendship; which at times became a bit of a ‘rant’ escape, as they occasionally would have a rant to the other; with both of them having complete trust in the other; what would be discussed between them would remain between the two of them... But at the same time Adrian wasn't in her inner crowd, as far as she had never offered him her mobile number, even though he knew she had given it to overs. Not that he was upset by that, but they were a different generation.
As he finished his article, He started to ponder. Recently it had been his birthday car, and a card had been signed by quite a few members of the division, and Jane had signed it with two crosses. No other female had. He also remembered their 'last rolo; moment when he offered her a piece of his white chocolate, and both of them simultaneously made a comment about that being their 'last rolo' moment.
Returning to the real world, e looked up, sipping from his beer glass as he did so, and saw Jane’s blonde hair approach, her 5'11 height meant she was almost as tall as he was. They made eye contact and she smiled, accentuated as she saw the glass of white wine being pushed in her direction. Jane was slender, but very pretty with slender lips and green eyes. From the labels that Adrian had turned inside her tops, he knew she was a size 10, but in fairness was probably closer to an 8; with small breasts. The only time she had a cleavage to speak off was 18 months ago towards the end of her pregnancy. She was wearing a bright pink V neck baggy crochet top, that slid from one of her shoulders as she walked towards him, exposing the pink bra strap together with the nude camisole top covering, most of the pink cup of her bra. Her legs were entombed in black leggings, slightly baggy as her legs are slender, yet shapely. The shape of her legs are such that the leggings are always slightly loose, especially around her thigh and bum due to her slender build.
“Sorry I’m late.” offered Jane as she approached the table where Adrian was standing....
“I made the mistake of checking my email..... and do you know what? Simon has managed to fuck the payroll again!”
“Soo Angry with him....”
“Well have a sip of wine..... or maybe even a gulp?” he teased; Jane having pre-ordered her drink with Adrian earlier.
“Thanks” as she took the glass and sipped it, before following it with another larger sip.
Adrian watched her sip her drink and smiled, she obviously needed that. Despite her obvious frustration, she still had a sparkle in her eye. Often he would imagine it meant something more, but she was married, happily so it seemed and was brooming with affection for their 18 month child. When she walked along the corridor past his desk, she would always smile and wave through the window, but despite the odd wishful thinking realised that was her style with him. Sure they flirted briefly but it was nothing more than that; friendly banter.
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