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She’s been turning me on all night. Every time she moves, her sizable breasts bounce.
It’s pretty hard trying to keep my gaze from dipping down to her black pearls…
“Are you happy about something?” Her voice is teasing and I like it.
I am. For the first time in months I feel relaxed. Lately, I've had little reason to smile. So this is a refreshing change.
“Plenty. And I enjoyed your company tonight. I wasn’t expecting it. Sometimes that’s when you enjoy things the most, don’t you think?”
“Yes. I’ve enjoyed it too, and I don’t normally do this kind of thing.”
“It’s highly underrated, if you ask me.”
“I take it you don’t get out much, either?”
“I’ve had a dry spell of late,” I admit, since we’re going for the full life update now. I’m nowhere near drunk, but I guess we’re both a little tipsy. The Sauternes is like a truth serum as soon as it touches my lips.
She tilts her head. “Really?”
“You sound surprised, again.”
“I thought a man like you…” she trails off, her eyebrows piqued with intrigue.
I’m glad she thinks I’m not totally dried up. I mean, I’m only thirty-eight, but some days I feel like an old man.
“I’ve been busy with my divorce,” I admit. “It’s left little to no time for a social scene.”
“I bet my dry spell has been longer than yours,” she cajoles, taking another swill of the golden-colored wine. “The last guy I was seeing liked me on the leaner side. He made a comment here and there about my shape. Especially my ass and thighs, that’s my sore spot.”
My eyes stay on hers as I try to comprehend her words. She’s not overweight. She has a curve to her hips and, from what I saw, a very nice round, grabbable ass, but even if she had more weight on her, she’d still be as hot as fuck. “The guy was a dick,” I say simply. She’s stunning and there’s no doubt about it. “And clearly mistaken.”
“I tend to think he was, too. Tiny dick syndrome.”
I sputter my wine and she laughs.
“One thing is for sure though, not one more thing is going to squeeze into this dress.” She giggles.
My eyes can’t help but flick down to the slit in front of her dress again, where I can see the distinct curve of her breasts. I’m turned on thinking about holding them, stroking my thumbs over her hard peaks… and I can see how hard they are, pushing against the tight material. My tongue wets my bottom lip as our eyes meet again.
“Like what you see, Gray?” she purrs seductively.
“More than like.” My voice is gravelly. “I meant what I said earlier. You’re a beautiful woman, Hartley. Every guy in here turned his head when you walked through the door.”
She shakes her head. “Not possible, but thank you for the compliment. I think you were the one commanding the most attention when you walked in.”
“I didn’t notice.” She watches me lick some of the vanilla crème off my spoon.
Our eyes interlock and I make an impolite show of it to anyone watching me.
“Can I ask you something?” she whispers behind the back of her hand.
“Anything.”
She sighs. “What’s the riskiest thing you’ve ever done with a stranger?”
I press my lips together while I watch her. “Do you really want to know that?”
She nods her head. “Yup.”
