As Luck Would Have It...

As Luck Would Have It

She was anticipating an exciting afternoon with her teacher. After a hectic week she always looked forward to seeing him more and more. She'd had a rough couple of months lately and their friendship had grown into a lot more than they had expected, at least for her.

They had chanced upon each other in a grocery store one cold winter morning. She was reaching for something on the top shelf and couldn't quite get it when she heard a man's voice ask if she wanted any help. She said no thanks but then looked and felt like she had been slapped across her face. She had never seen a man like this in her entire life. He could tell she was having trouble getting herself together for some reason so when he went ahead and got the item she was apparently reaching for and got a little closer than expected she could smell the cologne barely but knew he had good taste due to the fact he didn't reek of the stuff and it smelled so good to boot. Sheepishly she thanked him and was basically at a loss for words so he took a chance and asked her if she knew where a certain item would be in the store as he hadn't been in here before and also to hopefully strike up a conversation. She said she thought it was down aisle so and so.

But for some reason she started walking with him to the aisle which was fine with him. He thought she was a knockout so she could stay right there beside him all day if she wanted. She was of course wondering to herself what she was doing following a man she had barely met through the grocery store. But they got talking about this and that and found out they had a lot in common. Both were recently divorced and unattached at the moment and not particularly looking for any kind of relationship. Both of them wondered why talk of a relationship would appear in the small talk part of idle conversation, particularly with someone either one knew. Politely talk turned to other subjects. They were about the same age and felt at ease around one another. So she was and wasn't surprised when she suggested they get an early lunch if he wouldn't mind. Today,? he asked. Suddenly feeling foolish, she tried feigning any interests Well if it's a problem don't- He stopped her there and said that no it wasn't a problem at all and he would love to have lunch anywhere she wanted but he had to get a few errands done first if it would be okay. So they set a time and place and bid farewell.

She finished shopping quickly and rushed home and put the groceries away. Then she was going through all her clothes trying to find something to wear like some maniac who had never been on a date. A date? Was this a date? Why wouldn't it be a date? And as she was talking to herself she started freaking out thinking what the hell was she doing?! She was purely not being herself at all! Asking a complete stranger out on a date. You just met him in a store of all places. Have I lost my mind? I don't know who this man is at all. What if this and what if that and so on and so forth and blah blah blah and find me scattered in little pieces on the shoreline! But she knew what happened in the world and didn't want to wind up in a freshly dug hole somewhere either. On the other hand, nothing ventured, nothing gained.

But she felt oddly comfortable when she had been near him in the store and a sense of calmness came over her as she continued to get ready for the date.

She undressed and decided she had time for a nice long hot bath. So she threw a robe on as the tub filled and went about picking out her clothes. She added some oils and perfume to the water after testing if it was hot enough. Oh yeah it was hot. Almost as hot as I'm gonna be she thought then laughed out loud. She knew she was getting way way too carried away but somehow she wasn't. Yet she was just not going to fling herself at this guy. Just calm yourself down she thought and treat this like the normal lunch that it's going to be. But her mind began wandering in the steamy tub with its pulsating water jets while she bathed. I wonder what he's doing now. Is he taking a shower right this minute? And if he is is he thinking about what I'm doing? He's got to be right? Oooh I wish he could see me. And oooh I wish I could see him!!!

All right snap out of it! She got herself dried off and dressed and made up but kept sure to look good and not too good at the same time. Her mind could not stay out of the gutter. She was going on a lunch date for gosh sake. So what was the deal with these lewd thoughts that kept racing through her head? She never considered herself a prude by any stretch but at the same time she was not what you would ever look at and confuse with a slut. Baby steps she kept repeating to herself over and over and it seemed to keep her on the track for lunch and lunch only.

They finally met at a street side cafe she had been to a few times and both seemed glad to see each other. They couldn't stop commenting on how good each one looked and what a dreary day it was- a good day to stay in. They ordered something but didn't know what really because they were so happy to just talk to each other. The food came and they didn't pay it much mind as they were still waiting to hear what the other would say next. When he finally did take a bite of what he had ordered it had gotten cold from sitting there so long. She tried hers and it wasn't cold but not worth eating anyway. They looked around and noticed everyone else had gone and they were by themselves. They ordered a glass of wine each and the talking became a little more relaxed. But they didn't want to keep the waitress from ending her shift so he ordered a bottle to go and they left. Well that's lunch, she thought. Sure would like it to last longer but- I would ask you to go somewhere else but being fairly new to the area I'm not the best tour guide, he said. He continued that his place was kinda messy and a lot of boxes still had to be unpacked and- How about we go to my house? She blurted this out before she'd realized she had said it. Second time today her brain didn't filter her words before reaching her mouth! Come on, now. Must be the wine she figured. Plus we have the wine to finish. Now that wasn't like her at all. Less than ten hours ago she had not known that this man existed and she was inviting him to come to her house. Are you sure? We just met this morning. Well if you'd rather not come. Now she felt like a fooling spite of that was not his intention. It's just two single people going to lunch is one thing and going back to her house afterwards may have different rules. Rules? What did rules mean she thought? But we seem to be hitting it off so... so... So what exactly? Why not continue the occasion. We're adults after all.

So he followed her to her house and it had begun raining and gotten colder still. The forecast called for possible snow. Him having just moved to the area he didn't have to be at work until Monday, five days away and with her job as a teacher she was on a holiday schedule. No kids and no relatives to bother them. So they should have some more getting-to-know-you time without interruption.

Once inside she got a couple of glasses and said, You pour some wine; I'll be back in a minute. Make yourself at home. Turn on the tv if you want.

He sat on the deep cushioned sofa and watched as she walked away. He was slowly becoming captivated by her generosity and the longing he had felt since leaving her this morning was making him woozy. Telling himself to calm down and not blow it he grabbed the nearest remote and hit a power button. He channel surfed and saw nothing of interest. So he picked up another remote and some music began playing. He thought that was what was needed right now so he searched for something light and jazzy, some saxophone would be nice.

Meanwhile she was getting comfortable in some yoga clothes that she knew showed off her body in a flattering way. She looked great and she knew it but rarely did she feel like this. What was happening to her? It had been awhile since she had been with a man physically. So now you're going to go to bed with him? Whoa Nelly you better reign it in girl. What are you thinking? Are you thinking while we're at it is the question. He aroused something in her there was no denying that. But she wasn't a dog in heat. She was raised respectfully and knew decorum dictated you don't fling yourself at the nearest hot man who comes your way. Sometimes you just don't like the mixed messages you send yourself and interpret them in the way that you want them to be.

Right about this time while she was having three conversations in her head while making sure she looked hotter and hotter her guest was in the living room dealing with his own inner monologue. Obviously there is something here or I wouldn't be here, he told himself. Not being the self assured kind of man who thinks he's Gods gift to women he was always surprised when one showed any interest in him and couldn't really pick up on the vibes when he probably should've. He'd had girlfriends and all and was married at one point so he wasn't the worst looking guy in the world that is unless they all happened to have severe eye problems which would have been pretty wild. But what bothered him if anything was how he was taken by his apparent inability to figure out why he was falling for a woman he hadn't known for barely 12 hours. This wasn't him at all. Sure she was beautiful and they were hitting it off like it had been scripted but but what exactly? What was his problem? Take deep breaths and don't overthink it and see what happens.

While his mind was working overtime figuring out how he was feeling he heard her ask if he wanted any more wine. Turning towards her voice he saw her. Immediately he was at a loss for words. And must have looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She asked if he was okay. Had he gotten ill she wondered? She asked him if he was alright. He stammered and said yes and really didn't know what to say. He finally said he was literally at a loss for words. When she asked why he told her that when she had gone to the back to change her clothes he knew she was an attractive woman. But when he turned around and saw her just now he had felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him. Bolt of lightning? What does that mean? I'm just trying to drink in all the beauty coming off of you right now and I can't believe what I'm seeing. She blushed 8 shades of red and said aww that's so sweet. Nobody has ever called me beautiful before. Well you are lying and you know it! No you're the first person who's ever told me I was beautiful. I'm stunned! Well ok. I guess I do need some more wine and a seat before I do anything rash.

She giggled and got the bottle that was chilling in the fridge. She filled his glass and sat not too close but close enough. They faced each other as they talked and drank more wine. He tried to apologize for his description of his reaction when she had entered the room earlier but she didn't need any apology. She thanked him for telling her what he had told her and moved a little closer in the process. Their hands on the back of the sofa entwined slightly as they continued talking.

He asked he if could ask her a question. She said yes. What are we doing? She didn't know what he meant exactly. Well, he said, we just met this morning and now we're sitting in your living room the same afternoon and this may lead to some risky business looking at the way everything has gone.

She said she had to agree and did think things were moving kind of fast, faster than anything she had ever been involved in before. So they just sat awkwardly for the first time all day and finally she broke the silence. Ok, she said. Here's an idea. It is only an idea and if you don't like it we can think of another one.

Shoot, he said

Let's call it a day and plan on getting together tomorrow night for dinner. How does that grab ya?

Well yeah. But you'll have to pick the place.

I know, I know. Plenty of places to choose from. Any particular cuisine you prefer?

Nope. I'll leave that up to you. This is your town right? He said.

Then we probably will feel more relaxed and not rushing around and all.

Well lady you have a great plan! I'm going and looking forward to tomorrow night. Just call me when you get the details.

Alright. She was happy to hear that. I'll probably give you a ring tonight. Bye til then.

After a good nights sleep she got up and began her morning routine, a little coffee, morning news, brushing teeth before dressing and straightening up around the house

She had decided to dress on the conservative side for tonight's dinner. So she laid out her clothes and went about the rest of the day.

He awoke and continued with unpacking and putting things here and there. The restaurant she had mentioned sounded nice and wasn't too far away so he had looked it up online and it had good reviews and an interesting menu. But he was focused on getting the apartment in a somewhat livable state.

They met rather early at the restaurant and ordered some light dinner. No wine at least not yet. They took their time eating and enjoyed the conversation but each of them knew that this was heading towards something very different before the night was through.

They had decided to go back to her place since he had more than a few boxes setting around. Once there, he poured them both a glass of wine and put on some soft music and turned the lights down.

So just in case you're wondering I'm not in the habit of going back to the apartments of men I hardly know, she told him.

Ok. Well that sounds like a good course of action. He said he couldn't see why she trusted him so far.

I didn't say I trusted you. Let's just say I have a good feeling about you.

Oh. Have you been able to trust your good feelings so far? I have to earn your trust as we move forward. That's only fair. And how do I know I can trust you?

You don't. Go with your feelings.

I feel pretty good right now and the wine hasn't even started taking effect yet, he laughed.

I feel pretty good too, she said.

If you feel as half as good as you look you must feel like a queen. He was throwing a compliment her way to see how she reacted.

A queen, huh? I've seen some pictures of queens that were ugly as sin. Not that kind I hope.

Alright. Well let's see. Whose beauty could I compare yours to?

Oh stop. You need to get your eyes checked.

Seriously? You don't think I'm telling you truthfully that I think you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen? I'm not joking.

You really mean it don't you. She was feeling bashful because she saw he did mean it.

Yes. I'm very attracted to you to say the least.

I'm not that attractive.

Sure you are. You're dressed nicely albeit a little on the conservative side which is fine. You exude an air of confidence which in itself is attractive.

She listened as he kept sweet talking her and found she had slipped closer to him at some point but hadn't notice when.

Do you talk to all the girls this way? Or are you just trying to make me blush.

I'm talking to you about how attractive you are to me and nothing more. You wouldn't want me to lie to you would you?

Lie all you want. I'm feeling very bad all of a sudden.

Bad as in you don't feel good or bad as in naughty?

Why don't you slip a little closer and find out.

With that he set his wine glass on the coffee table and took hers and set it down. He looked back at this woman this beautiful woman he had just happened upon the morning before last and couldn't believe his luck.

She reached out and put her hand behind his neck and pulled him into her lips. His hands found her waist and they pulled each other tighter, closer together. Their mouths opened and her tongue began swirling around his as they kept moving their hands over each other.

His hands moved to her back and drew her closer and onto his lap. She moved as she knew where she was wanted. She sat facing him on his lap hungrily exploring his mouth with her tongue and his chest with her hands. She unbuttoned his shirt to his navel and felt the hairy muscular pecs beneath. Her hands felt soft on his chest as she moved them all over his sternum.

He took both of her arms by the wrists and pinned them behind her back slowly and began kissing her neck and moving downward. She momentarily had no control of the situation at all and felt a little vulnerable but did nothing to stop him. He sensed her apprehension and slowed his movements to keep her from being too spooked. He knew that on top of him was a delicate sweet thing that was not going to throw herself at him and let him have his way. He had to tread carefully and open her up to the possibilities that she may have not been aware of. But in his strong and experienced hands he could show her just how far she could go if she trusted him.

She broke the kiss and pulled back. She stood up and told him to give her a few minutes and then come back to the bedroom. He said which room is that? I'll leave the door cracked and you should be able to figure out the rest.

She went in her bedroom and closed the door. Removing her clothes as she went towards the bathroom and jumped in the shower to feel fresh for what was almost guaranteed to happen shortly. She didn't want to take too long but wanted to make sure she was ready for whatever may happen.

She dried her hair with a towel and went into the bedroom and was surprised he wasn't in there yet.

Opening the door she called out, hey you coming in here or not?

I am but hadn't seen the door opened.

Well she turned and let him see her as she dropped the towel. It's open now.

Uh-huh, he thought as he watched her walk naked with her back to him. He couldn't tell where she had gone once she was out of the light while he walked down the hallway so he was surprised when he had taken a few steps in and saw no one. Then just as suddenly he felt her embrace him from behind and run her hands through his chest and pulled his shirt out of his pants and back off his arms. When he went to turn around she stopped him and said, Stay like that.

Are you asking me or telling me? He asked.

Oh just stay there for now ok? She was testing the waters.

You're the boss, he obeyed.

That's right. I'm the boss, whoa now!

He knew she was playing with him so he didn't take it any more seriously than that. Was she as willing a participant in seeing how far they could take their pleasure or was she on the reserved side when it came to the physical act of love?

No sense in pushing the limits right now. She was more than willing to invite him to her house, was now naked and offering him her body in her bedroom, dimly lit with candles, and they hadn't even got to the actual bed yet. It was safe to say things were moving along nicely or oh so decadently might be more apt.

He said, you told me to stay like this so what exactly am I waiting for or more like what are you waiting for?

Oh all good things come to those who wait isn't that the saying, she replied.

Oh I agree. But those who wait will sometimes become those who take over if you seem to apprehensive, he said. With that he abruptly turned around and faced her. His bare chest pressed against her swollen and heaving breasts and made her catch her breath. Now that is a much better view than before and feels good. Do you feel anything? He asked.

She was breathing heavily. Yes I feel something and it's growing and getting rather large right now. It's bound to rip through your slacks if I don't do something to help it escape.

Do you have an idea of what is needed in a situation like this or do you need me to tell you what to do? Are you a big enough girl to handle all that? If you're not sure if you can, I'm more than willing to help you figure it out. He reached down and took her left breast in his hand and squeezing it while taking her chin in his other hand and kissing her openmouthed.