It was his town and they were meeting for dinner. He had chosen a place she knew fairly well and she even knew what she wanted to order. As she dressed she wondered how he'd look. He sounded like he was doing well and happy. She was really looking forward to this. She chose a black silk sheath and pulled her hair back with a sapphire clip...tendrils hanging easily. She wore sapphire earrings and a simple gold chain.

The restaurant was crowded but he had reserved a table. And he was already there waiting for her.

He opened his arms and they hugged. Was it her imagination or was there a little spark? Of course it was probably static. Holding the door for her he took her hand and led her to their table which had an array of flowers that had been well planned out...gardenias, carnations, lilies and baby's breath ... some of her favorites in a variation that was awesome to behold. Her breath caught. She smiled and squeezed his hand. He held her chair out and she had to smile as he sniffed her hair. She noticed that he wore XERYUS a cologne made by the same company that made the one she wore.

She ordered the broken noodles pasta and he ordered the shrimp alfredo. They shared a bottle of Soave Bolla Lambrusco.

They were both fairly tall and whenever she moved her legs they bumped or rubbed his. She had to make a conscience effort to not have another glass of wine. Because her mind was going places it shouldn't. They talked easily and she hated to see the evening end but she knew he had to work the next morning so she gave him the out.

"Well, it's getting late. Should we go?" He looked crestfallen. So she added, "I know you have to get up early and I'd hate for you to lose sleep." He smiled and told her not to worry. She shook her head and smiled.

Neither of them could decide where to go, so she invited him back to the hotel where they could sit and talk.

The hotel lounge was crowded for a Tuesday night so they sat on the patio and ordered Absolut Kamikazes. They watched the lights of the city from 10 floors up. She always marveled at how fast this place had grown. And was still growing. In many ways it broke her heart. She missed the Orange blossoms and the dry had become humid.

It amazed her how comfortable she always felt with him. He always knew what to say. He was telling her about his job when the waitress's tray toppled and spilt drinks all over her. All she could do was laugh. She excused herself to change. She could hear the waitress apologizing to him and the manager asking what happened.

The elevator was taking forever and she was getting chilled. her dress was more than likely ruined since one of the drinks was an ice cream drink. She knew she looked awful and luckily no one was on, nor boarded the elevator. So she was alone until the 18th floor. It took her three tries to get the key to work. She was sticky and all she wanted was to soak in the tub. But she didn't want the night to end either. Even though they lived close they never saw each other and she didn't want to let go of the night.

She was putting on her blouse when a knock came. "Now what?" She thought. But he was at the door holding her flowers and just smiling. He told her he was worried since it was taking so long. She stepped back but not enough and he grazed her breast sending chills through her body. He put the vase of flowers on the table and asked if she was going to finish dressing. She looked down and realized that her blouse was still unbuttoned and hanging open. Her camisole showing off its silky sheen. She laughed and said, "no". Only half joking. But when she looked at him he wasn't smiling and she fumbled w/ the buttons. He grabbed her hand and told her not to worry about it. Their eyes met and she felt the static again. He started to pull back but she grabbed his hand. He asked if she was OK and if she wanted him to go. She asked if he wanted to go. Neither got the chance to answer as a knock interrupted them. He jumped to answer and she fixed her blouse and skirt.

He returned bearing gifts... from the management. Two gift baskets and a note offering to pay for the room and dry cleaning. She smiled at him and asked what he had done.

He said he told them he was going to ask an important question and the moment had been ruined. She shook her head and smiled. Something she did when she didn't know how to reply. "Thank You" was all she could come up with now.

He pointed at the baskets and said, "shall we?" One basket was full of kamikaze supplies including a bottle of Absolut and the bar tools to make them, two shot glasses and a small bottle of Tosti Asti Spumante for two, with two wine glasses. The other basket held kiwi, strawberries, and macadamia nuts. And a big box of Godiva chocolates. This was heaven.

They decided not to make Kamikazes and he poured the wine. He handed her the glass and this time when they touched she took a chance. She took the glass from him and put it down. Then stepping closer she reached up and pulled his head to hers. Their lips met and parted, she explored his mouth her tongue darting in. Feeling around.

She pulled his head closer and leaned into him. Their bodies meeting and she knew he wanted her too. But when he pulled away she thought she was wrong and just knew this had ruined everything. But he looked at her face. Searching trying to make sure it wasn't the alcohol. He thought he was reading her right and pulled her to the door leading to the balcony.

He sat in a lounge chair and pulled her into his lap. They kissed for several minutes and they both were totally aware of the want and desire coursing through both of them.

It was October but in the desert the weather was warm. Her balcony faced away from the city so there were no city lights. Just the stars shining above them and the balcony light. She stood to turn that off and grabbed her glass of asti. Then she grabbed two strawberries and dropped them in the glass. She unbuttoned her blouse with one hand as she walked back on the patio. He watched her and they both wondered if they should be doing this. She handed him the glass then teasingly slipped out of her shirt. Just out of arms reach she pulled the camisole over her head and her breasts escaped. He sighed and fidgeted, Wondering if he should set himself free. But she sat back on his lap and took the glass, leaned forward and kissed his mouth. She licked his lips and pulled away. His eyes were partially closed as she took one strawberry and took it the same route her tongue just had. He licked and she teased. Then taking a bite she leaned forward and offered him half. His hands found her breasts and fondled her nipples to hardness. There were so many places he wanted to explore but her tongue and the wine and the strawberry kept him captive. She put the remainder of the strawberry in her cleavage and leaned back to give him room. He did not need to be asked twice. He sucked it in then offered it to her mouth and found his way back to her breasts. A moan escaped her as he sucked both nipples alternately. Her hands reached down and awkwardly undid his pants. This is it, she thought as he moved her to allow her the freedom he needed.