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Category: Erotica/Romance
Description: As his thirty-five-year-old body sat alone in the warm caldron of the Jacuzzi, Tom realized just how long it had been since he had enjoyed the company of a woman. He wished he had taken a chance and invited Kathy up for a drink. It had been a busy week, and with the jets shooting warm water around his parts, he imagined her sitting naked across from him holding a glass of champagne while the upper swells of her breasts bobbed enticingly on the water's surface. He pictured her rising from the water and turning her slim fanny toward him, playing out the scene in his mind.
eBook Publisher: Whispers Publishing, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: August 2010

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [43 KB]
Words: 7494
Reading time: 21-29 min.

They sat next to each other in a booth. Kathy shared Tom's menu despite the fact that she had her own and let him advise her. He put his hand on her bare back almost without thinking as they perused their options, something he used to do with Jana. He rubbed it gently without objection.

Halfway through what passed for a smothered burrito, Tom patted Kathy's thigh and felt her goose bumps rise. Casually, he asked, "Did you act upon what we discussed today, about the unmentionables, I mean?"

"Why don't you find out," she answered, picking at her vegetarian cheese enchiladas.

A slight row of perspiration beaded on Tom's forehead and it wasn't from the salsa. He lifted his hand and slid it up the side of Kathy's leg to the point where the elastic of her panties would most likely be.

No panties.

She looked at Tom and smiled. "Surprised?"

"I feel a bit like Alex in wonderland."

"You did something to me today. I won't try to explain it. I just want to experience it. I've led a sheltered life of late."

Tom boldly moved his hand back over her thigh toward her center, careful not to let her skirt ride up. His fingers felt the first tendrils of pubic hair through the thin material.

"Can you believe we're having dinner in a public place with no underpants on?" she giggled.

"The cool air up my pant leg feels better than the hot salsa I'm devouring."

"Yes, the breeze is invigorating, and so is your touch. I'm sorry I've waited so many years to try this."

They were having fun, but Tom couldn't probe forever. There was the ever-present waiter and a child running around the restaurant Tom feared might shout out, "Look mama, the man has his hand in the lady's crotch."

Excitement, anticipation, impatience were emotions pinging inside Kathy like Mexican jumping beans. She put her fork down on the table, placed her hand over Tom's, and drew it next to her pubis. Her head leaned toward his. Their lips were just a whisper apart. She inhaled the scent of his cologne, pulling it in as if breathing in a drug.