Once In A Lifetime

[Shadi]

OOC: This is my first attempt at a thread so bear with me ! I'm looking for a male to join me in this, please pm me first if you're interested.

Amanda Parkins
30
Married with 2 children
5' 9
Dark shoulder length hair with natutal bronze and red highlights
Dark Brown eyes
A few pounds overwieght but carries the weight well.

IC: Alone for four days, I smiled at the thought. My husband had taken the children to see their Grandparents for a long weekend in the city and I had the house to myself. I quickly ticked off the list of jobs to be done around the house before the time was truely my own (and just as quickly made a long list of jobs for my family when they got back).

The final job for the morning was putting out the washing, 'what a glamourous life I lead!' I thought as I pegged up the last shirt. Picking up the empty basket I walked back to the house, as I went through the side door I noticed a car in the distance.

Not many people came this way so I assumed it was someone who had taken a wrong turn back on the main road, it was easy enough to do if you were heading for town, the roads were all very similar and most ended up in someones yard. Through the kitchen window I kept half an eye on the road while I made a drink, most people realised their mistake and turned back but a few came to the house asking for directions.

 

[adhoc]

William Foster

OOC: William Foster, 34
6 foot
Black hair
Blue eyes
Lawyer
Always very well dressed, with clothes that were not only fashionable but showed off his good physique too.
Lost!

IC:

Damn it! I knew this was going to be a problematic case from the beginning - there were nothing but problems it seemed to me. And now here I was in the middle of nowhere looking for a road that couldn't possible exist (as far as I could tell), on which might live a witness who probably wouldn't be home, and if he was, he probably wouldn't help the case anyway. What a job!

There was only one house out here and as I turned round and drove back the way I had come I saw a woman going into the door. Now I had come this far, I really wanted to find this guy, and I wondered if she could help me reorient myself. I pulled up outside the house, got out of the car, and walked toward the front door. I hoped I wouldn't scare her - I imagined she didn't get many visitors out here.

 

[Shadi]

OOC: This is a closed thread between myself and Adhoc

IC: I watched through the window as the car pulled up and a very smartly dressed man climbed out, from his suit I guessed he wasn't local and would probably need some directions. Putting my mug on the side I straightened my skirt and went to the door, opening it just as he got to the porch.

I smiled a greeting " Hi, can I help you?" He looked a little harassed but that didn't distract from his features, he was a good looking guy and I found it hard to stop staring at him. I blushed slightly realising that he must have noticed and stammered when I spoke " You..erm..you look a little lost, need some directions?"

 

[adhoc]

William

She opened the door even before I had the chance to knock - obviously she'd heard my car and seen me coming. Out here, I imagined, the a lost car in the neighbourhood was probably about as exciting as it got.

She was actually very attractive, though she wasn't doing much to accentuate it in that housewife-at-home-with-the-washing kind of way. She had beautiful deep brown eyes and she was quite tall. I found myself quite attracted to her. It was certainly a nice surprise to be confronted with a nice little fantasy at the end of a frustrating morning. As soon as I had directions I could make up a little scenario in my head about being invited in while I drove on to find my witness. I enjoyed these little flights of fancy, though I had never acted upon them, or even had the impression that I had been invited to!

" You..erm..you look a little lost, need some directions?" she said, in a very gentle way. She seemed for a fleeting moment to blush slightly, but I thought I was probably mistaken.

"Hi," I said, trying to put her at ease, "Yes, you're right, I am really lost. I don't suppose you know where Rossmore Road is do you?", and I smiled at her. Those eyes were stunning.

 

[Shadi]

Amanda

I locked eyes with him for a few moments, it was hard to look away, I found myself thinking about how he looked with his suit off and mentally chided myself for it. My husband had been away for one morning and I was running silly fantasies through my head like some school girl with a crush. Rushing back to reality I tried to think about where he was heading.

"You're looking for Rossmore Road, thats not too far from here, if you head back the way you came and take the second left...." I paused "Look why don't you come in and I can show you on a map, you look like you could do with a drink anyway and the kettle has just boiled"

I stopped before it turned into a babble and walked to the kitchen amazed at what I had said. I had just invited a complete stranger into my home, a handsome one admittedly but still a stranger. I walked to the kettle and switched it on trying to compose myself before turning around to see if he had taken up my invitation.

 

[adhoc]

I was very surprised when she invited me in to the house to look at a map. It was very isolated out here and I could have been anybody. But I was glad she did, she seemed to have a calming effect on me and the idea of a cup of coffee in her company sounded like it would make the rest of the day go by much easier.

As she turned and led me into the house, I watched her ahead of me and found myself very attracted to her body - she wasn't wearing clothes that realy showed it off well, but I enjoyed the little sashay of her hips and the swing of her walk. She wasn't skinny by any means, but she had a beautiful womanly figure, lots of curves in all the right places. I stopped myself, if I didn't stop lusting after her I'd end up making some ill-considered pass at her, and then she'd never invite stray men into her house again, and the next person who came down this road wouldn't get the chance to enjoy her company for a while like I was. It didn't seem very community minded of me. I managed to turn off those thoughts and decided to make small talk instead.

She led me into the kitchen and gestured for me to take a seat while she made us both a drink. I found out that she was a housewife and lived out here with her husband and two kids - there were a couple of photos of her kids around the kitchen and I commented on how much like their mother they looked. I assumed they were all out somewhere and would be back soon. She produced a map and came and sat down next to me. This was when I noticed her perfume for the first time - she not only looked good but she smelled good too.

She started showing me the route on the map, tracing the roads I needed to take with her finger. I have to confess that I didn't pay much attanetion because I was enjoying the sound of her voice and the scent of her hair and the cute look she had as she concentrated on the map. Once again I managed to snap out of it and, realising that I needed this information I lent over and tried to re-trace the route she had just shown me with my finger. "So, I take this road here, over this river and then it's the first right?" She had left her finger on the map and all of a sudden our fingertips touched. It was completely unplanned and unexpected, but it was like a spark flew between us. I heard her give a sharp intake of breath and a little jump.

 

[Shadi]

Amanda

He was stood in the doorway nearly filling the frame, I hadn't noticed how tall he was and it made him seem a little more real. I offered him a seat and made some coffee taking more time than I needed wondering what I was going to say.

Taking the drinks to the table I sat across from him and we chatted, about the news, my family just the usual things. As we talked I noticed little things about him, how his hair fell across his forehead, the small crinkles around his eyes and they just made him seem more attractive.

Needing a distraction I got up and fetched a local map, Spreading it out on the table I sat next to him and pointed out the route he would have to take. I traced over the roads and when I got to the end he repeated it back to me running his finger across the map. I jumped as his fingertips brushed mine, there was something in his touch and I made a small gasp that he must have heard, my stomach fluttering like a thousand buterflies had just been let loose.

Standing up quickly I moved away not sure of what had happened. As I stepped back I caught the table cloth pulling it with me and dragged over the half empty coffe cups spilling the now warm liquid over my skirt and the table, it quickly pooled at the edge and dripped into his lap.

"I am so sorry, let me get that." feeling clumsy I grabbed a cloth from the side and started to mop up the spill, "Stand up and I'll see if I can get the worst out for you." I looked over to him and started to smile, he was sat there with a startled look on his face and the whole situation suddenly seemed comical. I couldn't help but laugh, nervous energy suddenly finding a release, here we were in my kitchen, me with a cloth in one hand holding up a probably ruined skirt in the other and him with a lap full of columbian dark roast and to be fair I didn't hold out a lot of hope for his suit.

" I shouldn't laugh but you have to see the funny side of it!" I grinned, out of breath from the burst of laughter, "We'd better make some formal introductions now I've ruined your suit, I'm Amanda Parkins." I held my hand out to him, then my face fell and I faltered aswhat I had said sank in. "Oh gosh your suit, were you heading for an appointment? I don't think it will be too bad but the nearest dry cleaners is back in town and they have a half day on a Friday."

I half looked at him feeling more than a little sheepish, "Let me rinse this cloth out and see what the damage is, it might be okay."

 

[adhoc]

As the coffee dripped on to my lap it took a while to grasp what was going on - then the heat of the drink and the realisation of how it was ruining my suit finally got through to me and I stood up. She was laughing in a nervous way, about what she'd done and I found myself very drawn to her at that moment - - the way she seemed flustered yet good humoured, clumsy yet graceful - was very appealing. Her laugh was musical and it made her eyes sparkle in a delightful way.

She introduced herself and said something about getting my suit cleaned and I snapped back into reality...

"Well if you wanted me to get my trousers off you only had to ask" I joked, hoping to reassure her that it was OK. She'd been very hospitable and generous to invite me in, and I didn't want to ruin it. "It's nice to meet you, Amanda, I'm William Foster. My friends call me Bill." I looked down at my trousers, "Hmmmm I don't want to go back to town, but I think we may be able to rescue these without dry cleaning - maybe if I could take them off and use some water on them. Could I use your bathroom? You probably ought to get out of that skirt as well."

 

[Shadi]

He seemed okay about the spill and I found myself blushing when he joked about me getting him out of his trousers.

At his suggestion I showed him to the downstairs bathroom and left him to see what he could do with his trousers. I went upstairs to my bedroom and quickly stripped to my underwear, checking my skirt over I saw it would be okay, luckily it was cotton and I only ever really wore it for chores.

I pulled open my wardrobe and going through my skirts I found a nice black knee length one with small silver flowers embroidered along part of the hem, looking at it for a moment I put it back. What was I thinking, I was a wife and mother, I had responsibilities that were too important to be making eyes at some handsome stranger, though he wasn't a stranger anymore, he was William...William Foster.

I let the thought linger and then pulled a denim skirt from the hanger, teaming it with a white stretch T-shirt and some flat sandals I went back down stairs promising to myself that I would stop fantasising about him, heck what would be the point, I couldn't really see him being interested in me anyway.

Standing outside the bathroom door I knocked gently "How are you getting on in there? If you like I can run the iron over your trousers," Before I realised what I was doing I voiced a thought in the back of my mind "I'd like to apologise for your clothes, erm...would you mind if I cooked you dinner tonight, when you've finished, I mean if you aren't heading home or have any other plans," that was it, now I'd spoken I couldn't stop. "My family is away for a few days and I was planning to poach a bit of salmon I bought last yesterday, it should be enough for two and I have some new potatoes and greens, I could do a light sauce and I'm sure there is a bottle of wine in the house..." I trailed off realising that he probably thought I was a little wierd. "I'll...um...I'll let you get dressed."

I headed for the kitchen and sat at the table wandering what he thought of me and silently hoping he would accept.

 

[adhoc]

I took off my trousers and managed to use a cloth to clean the coffee stain off. I thought once I dried it, it would probably be OK, thankfully. I heard Amanda come back downstairs and ask me if she could iron them dry, which seemed like a good idea. Then she invited me to dinner! Not only that but she told me that her family were away for a few days. I immediately started to wonder about possibilities before bringing myself back to reality - chiding myself for being so ridiculous. She was obviously feeling guilty about the coffee thing, thoguh she really had no need to, and that was behind the invite. I shouldn't really accept the offer, but it was very tempting - she seemed like a very personable, interesting person to be around, and the prospect of having a nice nome-cooked meal with anyone sounded good - let alone someone so attractive as Amanda.

I came out of the bathroom holding my trousers in one hand. Fortunately my shirt was pretty long so I wasn't really embarrassing eaither one of us with my sudden semi-nudity. "The iron sounds great, but you don't have to do it, I'm happy to run it over myself...and..er...I hope you don't mind me not wearing them while I do it. I've discovered ironing the crotch of my trousers while I'm still wearing them has an element of danger that I'm not comfortable with." I smiled. "Are you serious about the dinner invitation? The idea of a nice home cooked meal with interesting company sounds much more appealing than just going back to my apartment and putting something in the microwave, but if you're just asking me to apologise for the coffee, it's really not necessary. Accidents happen."

She'd changed into a denim skirt and a tight white t-shirt that really showed off her figure nicely. She was very curvacious and extremely feminine, and very very desirable. This wouldn't do. If I kept up this train of thought, I'd likely get an erection - and in my current state of undress that was not going to be easy to conceal. "Where's the ironing board?" I asked, hoping to occupy my mind with something else.

 

[Shadi]

I heard the bathroom door and looked up, surprised to see him walking towards me trousers in hand. I started to turn my head away only to catch sight of his long legs as he came toward me. Looking up my eyes took in his whole body, I could see the outlines of his muscular chest discreetly hidden by his crisp shirt and I wondered what it might be like to run my fingers across it as he held me close.

Snapping out of my daydream I stood up and fetched the iron and ironing board from the corner, "The invitation is serious, it's the least I could do and besides your company would be nice as well." I smiled as I quickly set up the board and switched the iron on, "All ready for you." Moving out of the way I watched as he started to lay his trousers on the board, his hands smoothing the fabric flat and I drifted off again thinking how it would feel to have his hands running over my legs.

Oh stop it! I thought to myself and I started to tidy the mess from earlier, putting the mugs to one side I stripped the table and placed the damp tablecloth in the washing machine, all the while arguing with myself about what was going on. I had done nothing wrong, inviting him to dinner was an apology, not the crime of the century and anyway, we were both adults and it's not like we were going to do anything, just have a nice civilised dinner. But, I reasoned, he was handsome and if anything did happen it wouldn't be that unwelcome, not that anything would. I settled the argument by compromising on the fact that he probably had some hot babe waiting for him in the city or wherever and this was a pleasant interlude in an otherwise boring day.

Glad that I had sorted it out I finished up and feeling much happier decided to make the dinner invite a solid one. "William if you like, I could have dinner ready for about 6:30, that should give you enough time to finish your business here and you can come in on your way back, thats if you would like too."

 

[adhoc]

After I had ironed my trousers, it seemed like they would be fine - at least for the rest of the afternoon. Since I was coming back later, Amanda let me take the map with me and I found the place I was looking for without any further problems. The man I needed to talk to was actually home, I talked to him and I thought he would actually be useful for the case. This day had certainly taken a turn for the better.

As I left his house, I took a look at the map and found a nearby town in which I felt like I could pick up a couple of things. I wanted to thank Amanda for her hospitality and friendliness and couldn't imagine showing up for dinner empty handed. I bought a bottle of wine and some flowers, got back in the car had headed out to what promised to be a very fun dinner. As the interlude earlier in the day had worn on, I had sensed that Amanda was feeling attracted towards me, just as I was feeling very attracted toward her. I knew nothing was going to come of this, but an evening of harmless flirtation, good company and good food sounded just perfect to me anyway. I wished I had the chance to go home and change and make this even more date-like, but that wasn't going to happen. As I drove back to her house, I wondered whether she would have changed for dinner.

Finally, I pulled up back outside the house and, carrying the wine and flowers, walked up and knocked on the door.

 

[Shadi]

Standing at the door I watched him drive away, knowing he would be back in a few hours. Once his car was no longer in sight I went back to the kitchen and cleared away all the clutter, I moved the table to a more central position then went and found some linen for it. I settled on a lemon yellow cloth with matching napkins and laid the table for our dinner hoping that it looked simple but elegant.

Once that was finished I went upstairs to take a shower, getting myself ready for the evening ahead. The hardest part was deciding what to wear, after a while I selected the skirt I had pondered over earlier, it looked good on me and showed my legs well. I choose a pale blue blouse with a collar but no sleeves, it had small silver threads running through it that caught the light when I moved and worked well with the embroidery on the skirt. Some impulse made me choose my underwear with more care than usual and I picked a set I had bought earlier in the year but hadn't had the chance to wear yet, the material clung to my body closely, the cream a nice contrast to my tanned skin.

Outfit decided I went back downstairs to cook before I got changed, the salmon wouldn't take long and all I had to do was blanch the greens when he arrived. Everything was coming together on time and before I knew it 6:00pm had arrived. I rushed upstairs and got changed, putting my hair up I pulled a few strands down to frame my face and as an after thought sprayed a small amount of Ralph Lauren's Romance on my pulse points.

Looking in the mirror I straightened my outfit and adjusted my hair for the last time, 'well you don't look bad for a 30 year old with kids' I commented as I considered my reflection.

Back downstairs I put on some soft music and nervously straightened things that were already perfect to begin with, checking my watch for the 50th time I jumped when I heard a knock at the door. Taking a deep breath I slowly walked over and opened it, he was stood large as life on my doorstep even more handsome than I remembered from earlier in the day. We stood in the doorway for a few moments before I collected myself.

"You found your way back then," I said with a smile "Come on in, dinner will be a few minutes."

 

[adhoc]

As she opened the door I was once again struck by her beauty and grace. I was really pleased to see that she had dressed for our “date” as it implied that she too felt that it was a date of sorts.

“You look great,” I stood back a second to admire her skirt and blouse (and legs), and handed her the flowers.

“Thanks” she replied, “and thanks for the flowers. You didn’t have to, you know”

“I didn’t buy them because I thought I should, but because I wanted to. I’ve been looking forward to this evening ever since I left here and I wanted to make it as special as possible. You didn’t have to invite me to dinner, either, but I’m very glad you did”, I smiled, “Maybe if everybody spent more time doing tings they wanted to and less time doing the things they should, the world would be a better place"

We walked into the kitchen – she had put on some soft music, lit some candles and made the place look very pleasant. I was impressed and at the same time, flattered. As she walked past me to the oven, I caught her scent. “Mmmmm, you smell good too. What is that perfume? I love it” She told me and I held out the bottle I had brought, “I brought some wine too. Shall I open it?”

“That would be great. Hold on let me get you some glasses”. She reached up to the top shelf, stretching and giving me another chance to really admire her body. Her beauty, her clothes, the perfume, the ambience. All of them were serving to make me quite aroused and to make me wonder if it was possible that something very exciting and unexpected could come out of this evening. She got down two glasses, and then opened a drawer to get a corkscrew. “Here you are” she said and handed it to me. As I reached out for it, our fingers touched and, like earlier in the day a spark flew between us. I looked up into her eyes, and our we both held on to the opener as we looked into each others eyes for what seemed like forever, but was probably about 3 seconds. Our fingers still touching. She flushed n a most appealing way, and then coughed to break the spell. “I better check on that salmon”. I opened the wine and poured us both a glass.

“Here” I said handing her the glass “Here’s to unexpected encounters”

 

[Shadi]

At the door he handed me a bunch of the prettiest flowers and I felt jittery, like a first date. He was charming as well as handsome and I felt things that I thought had long since passed.

It didn't take long for him to open and pour the wine he had brought and we toasted to unexpected encounters, I smiled at the toast and sipped quickly before putting the finishing touches to our meal. I walked over to him, "Let me take your jacket and I'll serve dinner." As he pushed his jacket back off his shoulders I watched his muscles moving under his shirt, reaching up to take his jacket my fingers brushed his shoulders and I let them hang for a moment before going to the closet.

I could feel my heart racing and it was all I could do to stop my hands shaking as I put his jacket on a hanger and returned to the kitchen. "Take a seat, it should all be just about ready." I avoided eye contact and slipped over to the stove where the plates were warming, adding a small amout of watercress sauce to the fish I took the plates to the table and sat down to dinner.

As we ate I found myself watching him, the way his hands moved when he selected a piece of food with his fork, how his eyes sparkled when he talked abut the lighter side of his work. I hadn't really noticed his eyes before and now I was amazed that I had missed them, they were of the deepest blue and I found it hard to tear my gaze away.

We chatted about this and that, setting the world to rights and I found myself telling him all sorts of things that I had long since forgotten, not with any malice to my family, just a regret that I had never had the chance to reach for my goals. He listened with an intensity that I was unused to, he actually heard what I had to say and as we talked I felt my thoughts wandering from I'd like to, to I wanted to. What I wanted to do I wasn't sure of but he made me think of college, of summer days in the park, the freedom to choose whatever I wanted and it was a feeling I would enjoy for the moment.

After a bit I realised that I had been monopolising the conversation, so decided to ask about him, where were his family, did he have any dreams and most importantly was he with someone, did he have a wife or girlfriend waiting for him at home, sharing his zest for life and his plans for the future.

 

[adhoc]

As we sat enjoying dinner and each other’s company, I continued to enjoy watching her sparkling eyes, her hand movements as she talked, even the way she ate. It was fun being here with her, with no real pressure to be anything other than myself to worry about like on a more traditional date, but still with the little frisson of adventure and possibility at the back of my mind. I wanted her to talk, to hear her stories, to hear who she was and who she wanted to be, and I enjoyed hearing her tell me, and maybe reveal more than she should have.

After a while she stopped and asked about me, so I told her – about my childhood, about law school, about my marriage and subsequent divorce, about how my ex-wife and I were still fairly close but now lived in different cities (and how fortunately there were no children to suffer from our separation). She asked if I had a girlfriend and I confessed that being a lawyer, while making one financially secure and attractive in that sense, also took away much of one’s social life and so I hadn’t really had a girlfriend for a year now.

We continued to talk as we enjoyed the well-cooked salmon she had prepared. She opened a second bottle of wine, and so comfortable was I with her and with the conversation and with being here in her home, that it didn’t even occur to me to turn it down – it just seemed part of a lovely evening. However in a moment of lucidity I suddenly realised that I had had too much to drive home – at least for a few hours anyway – and I cursed myself for being so careless. Now I’d have to explain that and she might think I’d done it on purpose. I still wasn’t sure where this evening was going and I certainly didn’t want to ruin everything by coming across as some kind of lech.

She reached over to top up my glass again. I covered my glass with my hand and confessed:

“Amanda, I’m really embarrassed about this, but I’ve been having such a good time and enjoying this evening so much that I didn’t even think about how much we were drinking and how I needed to drive home after dinner. If I stop now, and have a couple of cups of coffee, I should be OK to go home in a couple of hours, but even that sounds like a long time to keep you up talking.” I talied off, not really knowing what else to say.

 

[Shadi]

The wine and conversation flowed in equal proportions and I felt myself getting a little tipsy. He told me about his job and his ex wife and I sensed a hint of regret that they now lived so far apart, it seemed that sometimes when you had one perfect thing in your life you lost another and because of it he had thrown himself into his work.

Looking at the wine I saw there was only a small amount left and deciding I had had enough I went to pour the last into his glass. Covering it with his hand he admitted that he was probably over the limit by now, I hadn't even thought about it I had been too busy enjoying the evening.

"Don't worry about it William, it's been a while since I've had such a nice evening." I paused, "I mean it's been a long time since I just talked, you know how it is things pile up and you forget to just take time off." I found myself drawn to his eyes again, it would be easy to get lost in them and I struggled to look away. Needing a distraction I stood up and started to stack the dishes.

"Well if you're going to be here for a while maybe you should earn your keep." I smiled at him, "Give me a hand clearing the table and if you like we could go for a walk, there's a small lake not too far away and I'd like to take you there. I get the feeling you don't spend enough time getting away from things either so why don't we practice together?"

 

[adhoc]

Fortunately she didn't seem upset by my confession, and I helped her clean the table and do the dishes, all the while still enchnated by her voice and her demeanour and her all round Amandaness. As we tidied things away, we brushed up against each other on more than one occasion and the sparks flew between us (or at least I thought they had - I still wasn't sure about how this was all going to play out and how she was feeling).

Once we had finished, we headed out of the house for the lake she had mentioned. I held my arm out for her to take my arm and she looked a little taken aback, but then smiled and threaded her hand through it and held herself in tight to me as we walked. It felt great to be out there, in the countryside, with this beautiful woman on my arm, feeling her body warmth next to mine.

As we walked we talked some more, and I asked her how often she came down to the lake in the evening.

"Almost never" she smiled, "I'd almost forgotten it existed"

"Hmmm, I thought so," and I smiled right back, "it's cold out here and you haven't even brought a jacket. Here take mine", and slipping out of my suit jacket I held it out for her to step into.

"It suits you" I grinned, "And I have other ways of warming you up, in case it's not enough"

 

[Shadi]

It didn't take long to clear the table and as we washed the dishes and put things away I found myself growing more comfortable with him. Occasionally we brushed past each other or our fingers touched and each time it felt like a small surge of electricity going through me.

Grabbing his jacket we headed out of the house to the yard, when we reached the path he held his arm out and I looked at it, I couldn't remember the last time someone had held out an arm for me and his gesture made me smile. Slipping my arm through his I leaned into him as we walked, it was a beautiful night made even better just by having William close to me.

As we made our way to the lake we talked some more but my mind wasn't really on the conversation, the feel of him so close to me was distracting. He asked how often I came out here and I said it had been a long time, in truth I had only remembered about the lake during dinner and then while my thoughts had been elsewhere.

He offered me his jacket and I accepted gratefully, the night air was cooler than when we left and I had goose bumps, though they weren't just from the cold. I slipped his jacket over my shoulders and felt the warmth from his body, only moments before he had been where I was now and the thought made me smile. He looked me up and down telling me that his jacket suited me, then smiling offered other ways of warming me up, his comment caught me off guard and I could feel myself blushing furiously at his suggestion.

I looked deep into his eyes holding his gaze, I had fantasised about him since we had met a few short hours ago, "And what other ways would they be?" I licked my lips with nervousness pushing all sensible thought to the back of my mind, if I didn't I would stop now before I had found out what might happen. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for his answer and silently prayed he wasn't going to suggest we went back to the house for some coffee.

 

[adhoc]

"And what other ways would they be?"

Having made the first move on taking our previously innocent flirting onto a new level, I was momentarily thrown when Amanda threw it right back at me in that way. But I was glad too. Glad that she didn't laugh it off, glad that she responded in such a way as to let me know that all I had felt and thought over the course of the day hadn't been solely in my own head.

"Well, I can think of a number of ways," I responded, smiling, "but what I'd really like to do is to take you in my arms and hold you close to my body and envelop you in my body's warmth"

With that I stepped forward and put my arms around her and drew her in close to my body. For a moment that lasted an hour we stood there, feeling our hearts beat in each other's chest, and let our warmth spread between us.

I wanted to kiss her but also wasn't sure if that would be stepping over some line that she would prefer left uncrossed. I turned my head slightly, in the hope that she would turn to me and melt her lips into mine.