Her body was soft in my hands. I knew every curve of her, even though we’d only known each other for a short time. We melted into one another with an ease that lovers of many years still had trouble finding. How was it possible? I
didn’t know, and quite frankly, I
didn’t care. All I knew was that she was an amazing woman and I wanted more of her. It was a Friday afternoon and I was sitting at the bar having a drink after work. Boss yelling, subordinates not doing what they’re told. Typical day at the office. As I ordered a scotch, I noticed a soft, sweet, and compelling scent in the air. I turned to my right and that’s when I saw her. I knew then, that my Friday night was about to get a whole lot more interesting.
At first I could only glance in her direction because I was awe struck by how beautiful she was. She had long, thick, hair that came down to about the middle of her back. She was fair skinned but had a glow unlike anything I’
ve ever seen before. From what I could see, she had a body that was amazing. Thick in all the right places, with curves that a Porsche would have trouble handling. Yes, I was definitely intrigued. She was sitting alone. There was no way she was here alone, so I figured she must be waiting for someone. A woman that looks that good,
isn’t alone for very long. I
couldn’t help it, but I found myself having some pretty racy thoughts about her.
Couldn’t help it? Of course not, I’m a man. We have racy thoughts about most women that we encounter in our days.
As I was having my drink and thinking about what she would look like under her business suit I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to my left and there was Michelle. And here I thought my day was going to get a lot better. Michelle was a coworker of mine. She was a nice enough girl, but kind of on the annoying side. I guess that’s how you’d say it if you wanted to be nice about things. She was young, about 10 years my junior and had a wicked crush on me. At least that’s what a few of our other coworkers had let me in on. She was shy, quiet, and kept to herself mostly. Wore glasses, and her hair was always up. Very plain Jayne if you ask me. Course most people
didn’t ask me.
“Hey Dan” was all she said and then proceeded to sit down on the stool next to me. I was worried about the stool. Why’s that, you ask. See, Michelle is a BIG girl. I
wouldn’t even begin to try and guess her weight as that would be rude and I’m sure I’d get it wrong. Let’s just say that she was easily the largest woman that I’d ever seen before. “Hey Michelle” was all she got from me, but that
didn’t stop her. I guess she did have a crush on me. “Crazy day at the office huh?” “They’re always crazy when Rubin’s around.” “Yeah he can be such an asshole sometimes.” She continued talking to me, but at that point, I turned my head back to my right and low and behold the woman I’d been admiring minutes before was gone.
I let out a long sigh and Michelle promptly asked what was wrong. “Just one of those days I guess.” “Do you want to get some dinner?” Just like that Michelle asked me on a date. Well, I assumed it was a date. “Um, do you really think that’s a good idea. I mean we work together and all.” I hoped that I had let her down gently enough. I’m sure she was going to be crushed and was trying to think of ways to make this better for her, and of course for me. “Dan, it’s not like it’s a date or anything. I just haven’t had dinner yet and guessing that you’re still at the bar, I’m assuming you haven’t either.” “Oh” I said to her. “Yeah, I guess that’s fine. Do you have a place in mind?” “Yup, sure do. Do you want to ride me with me or just follow along?” “I’ll follow along.” And with that we were off to dinner. What the hell right? I
wasn’t doing anything else that night. My other prospect was already long gone. Might as well make something of the evening.
Dinner was…nice. I was actually very pleasantly surprised. I’m not really sure what I thought dinner with Michelle was going to be like, but I do know that I had a good time. She was good company and made great conversation. We had dinner, had a drink or two, and then said our goodbyes. I was home by 11pm and ended up giving a lot more thought to my evening than I expected. Interesting to say the least.
I hate Mondays. But, then again,
doesn’t everyone? Even though the office was closed over the weekend, work just seemed to pile up. Like there’s some sort of paperwork elves that come out when everyone’s gone and drops things off on their desks. Oh, yeah and Rubin was in rare form. Course that’s typical for him. If he
wasn’t yelling he
wasn’t making a sound. There is one thing that I don’t mind about Mondays. They go by quick. Before I knew it, it was 5pm and it was quitting time. I thought about going back to the bar to see if my mystery woman from Friday night was there, but opted to go home instead. It was a long day, and I was tired Got home around 6:30, fixed myself some dinner, then planted myself on the couch to watch some TV. My usual after work routine. As I was watching TV, a commercial for weight loss surgery came on and I instantly thought about Michelle. I wondered why I
hadn’t seen her today at the office. Then I wondered why I was wondering where she’d been. I made a mental note to make sure I looked for her tomorrow and thank her again for a nice evening.
Tuesday proved to be a little better than the previous day, but only a little. I was going through my day and low and behold it completely slipped my mind to look for Michelle. 5pm rolled around and I realized that I
hadn’t seen her again today. This time I thought to ask a coworker if they’d seen her since Friday. “Hey Tom, have you seen Michelle around?” “Sure Dan, she just left.” “She was here all day?” “Yeah, Dan. All day, every day since she started. What’s this about anyway?” “We went out to dinner on Friday, and I wanted to thank her for a nice night.” Instantly I knew that was the wrong thing to say. “Oh, is that so?” A huge grin spreading across Tom’s face. “It’s not like that you pig. She asked me out to dinner, I
didn’t have any other plans so I said yes. What’s the harm in that?” “You do know that she has a crush on you right? I guess that explains why she’s been glowing these last couple of days.” Great. This is exactly what I was trying to avoid. I had two choices. I could just go along and exist as I had before only speaking to Michelle when I needed to, or I could talk to her about this and stop it before it went any farther.
I grabbed my things and left the building hoping to try and catch Michelle before she was gone for the day. I checked the lobby, and then the parking lot. There was no sign of her, or her car. “DAMN” I said to myself. Guess I’ll have to deal with this in the morning. I decided to head back to the bar because I needed to think this through. I had to let Michelle down easy, and I wanted to make sure that I
didn’t hurt her in any way. She might not have been my type, but she was a sweet girl and I’m sure she’d make some man happy some day. Just
wasn’t going to be me.
Walked into the bar and went to my normal stool. Ordered my usual scotch and pondered my problem. A few minutes of thinking about how I was going to do this led me nowhere. Not good, not good at all. As I was taking a sip of my drink, I heard the door open. When I turned to look to see who had joined us, I was shocked at who I saw standing there. It was my mystery woman from last Friday. Well, well well what do we have here! Maybe tonight would turn out to be better than I thought. My mystery woman sat down a couple of stools away from me. She was quite ravishing in her skirt suit. I was having some rather naughty thoughts when I caught her looking at me. Guess this was as good a time as any to say hello. I smiled at her and motioned to the stool next to mine. She smiled back and got up from her stool to move over next to me. This was definitely going to be a great day after all!
“Hi. My name is Dan. How are you tonight?” “I’m well thank you Dan. I’m Megan. I’m very pleased to meet you. What brings you here tonight?” “I’m doing some heavy thinking.” “Yikes. That
doesn’t sound like a lot of fun. Do you mind my asking what you’re thinking about? Maybe I can help you with your problem.” This
wasn’t exactly what I wanted to talk about with my mystery woman, Megan, but I figured she would be a great help and I could use her perspective. “I have a coworker who has a crush on me.” “Well, I can definitely understand why she would have a crush on you. I hope you don’t mind my being so forward.” Megan smiled coyly as she said this. “Thank you for the compliment. I’m flattered. Especially to be admired by a woman as attractive as you..” I was definitely enjoying where this was heading. After that I went into exactly what my problem was. Soup to nuts. Well, maybe not the nuts. I
didn’t mention to her that for some reason I was a lot more concerned with how Michelle was doing than was normal for me.
“I think you’re on the right track as far as not getting involved with someone you work with. Bad idea. I know from experience. I also admire that you want to be so nice to her. You said that you
didn’t know her all that well right?” “That’s right. Really
didn’t know her until we had dinner the other night.” I was honest with her. Not going to lie. I figured that would score a few points with her. I’m a man, what can I say. At that point she gave me her opinion and how she thought I should handle things. Everything she said made perfect sense and I was extremely happy that I’d decided to come to the bar tonight after all. We spent the next three hours talking and having drinks. Turned out that Megan was a very interesting woman after all. “So listen Dan, I’m normally not this forward, but would you like to come back to my place?” DING! What do we have here kids?? “Well Megan, I normally don’t agree to offers like that, but there’s something about you that I just can’t resist. Of course, I’m sure you hear that all the time.” I had my fingers crossed as I said this hoping for the best. “Well, follow me back to my place Dan. I’m looking forward to it. Make sure you keep up.” This last she said with a grin that made me quiver in all kinds of wonderful places. Oh, what fun this was going to be.
I held the door open for her and watched her walk through. She was definitely what I was used to being with. Then why was I thinking about Michelle? As I was admiring Megan’s figure, I thought about Michelle sitting down next to me last Friday in the same bar. I pictured her full breasts as they rested on top of her crossed arms at the bar when she sat down. What the hell was this about? We walked to the parking lot and I walked Megan to her car. It was a sleek black Mercedes
SLK. I understood why she said keep up earlier. I complimented her on her car choice and told her that I would get mine and swing around to where she was parked. “I’ll be waiting” she purred. “Just don’t make me wait too long” “I promise I won’t.” I held the door open for her and
couldn’t help but notice her thigh as her skirt suit rode up a little bit. Here’s where things got really weird for me. I actually wondered what Michelle would look like in that same suit. Actually, I wondered what her thigh in particular looked like. This was definitely a first for me. The more I thought about her actually, the more I enjoyed thinking about her. I was curious about what she might look like under her normal work wear.
To be continued...
