Author's note- This is my first time writing a racy story, so please take that into consideration. any positive feedback or constructive criticism is appreciated. If I get enough feedback, I might do a sequel.
"Hello there, Vanessa." A very sexy, subtly strong male voice said.
Vanessa turned around and stared in shock for a moment. " Ash? Is that you?" He just smiled and nodded. Then he grabbed her hand and gently pulled her toward him and kissed her deeply as his hand crushed her breast.
Vanessa woke with a start. Holy shit, what a dream! , she thought. She hadn't even thought of Ash in several years, yet here she was dreaming about in him. She hadn't even seen him since she was 16. Needless to say, she was a bit shaken up by the dream. She got out of bed and went over to the window. It was a bit sunny, but the clouds were rolling in rather nicely. It was getting grey out. She decided to go out.
Vanessa was fairly tall for a woman at 5' 7". She had a robust, womanly figure. Her measurements were 42D-36-42, and she wore a size 14/16. She was a few pounds over her ideal weight, but looked damn good and was quite firm, and she had great legs. She had a cute face and wore glasses. She had really pretty eyes that were a sort of hazel-aquamarine color, and had long hair, the color of raw wheat.
She stripped off her pajamas and hopped in the shower, taking her time washing her full breasts and rubbing herself where she was rather wet. Damn, I haven't been this turned on in a long time. It must have been the dream, she thought with a smile. Ten minutes later, she emerged and spent another 20 minutes figuring out what to wear. Eventually, she decided on her knee length black skirt, her crimson short sleeved sweater, and her pinstripe over the knee stockings. She looked in the mirror and realized she had forgotten her makeup. She decided on lipstick and eyeshadow, since it was only the early afternoon. She went with her deep crimson lipstick, and put on a shimmery pink gloss over that, and put on her light crimson eyeshadow. When she looked in the mirror again, she loved what she saw. She threw on her black duster and headed out the door.
Thirty minutes later, she arrived at Café Netherworld, her all-time favorite hangout in all of Denver. It was a cool little bar/restaurant/coffee joint that had internet access for a few dollars an hour. It wasn't a bad place. They had decent coffee, though it was overpriced. The jukebox and the atmosphere, however made everything worth it. So, Vanessa sat there for a couple hours drinking coffee, listening to music and surfing the net. When six o'clock rolled around, she decided to leave since it was starting to get dark out. She was walking the three blocks to the bus stop when all of a sudden she heard a voice call her. A male voice. " Vanessa? Is that you?" She turned around and there stood Ash. This time it wasn't a dream. Her heart stopped for about a second and her breath caught.
"Ash? Oh my god, it's been what, six years? How the hell are you?" She couldn't believe her eyes. Here was the guy she had just dreamed about not even eight hours earlier, and he was standing in front of her. She smoothly looked him over. He had gotten about 6 inches taller, and was quite muscular. He still had the same beautiful eyes and handsome face as he had when he was younger.
He spoke rather softly, but very strongly. "I'm doing well. Quite well. It's been quite some time. We should have dinner sometime soon and catch up. Bumping into one another like this has got to be more than just coincidence, don't you agree?" She just nodded and tried to remain unruffled. She just could not believe this was happening. She reached into her purse and grabbed one of her contact cards and handed it to him. " Hmm, As a matter of fact, I was just on my way to dinner at this quiet, nice little Italian place. Why don't you join me?" The way he asked made it impossible to really turn him down.
Vanessa took the bait. Ash took her by the arm and walked over to his car. Vanessa's eyes got wide when she saw what he drove. " Is that what I think it is, Ash? Is that a BMW?" She let out a low whistle as she gave the beauty a once over.
He just chuckled, then replied, " Yes, it is a BMW. Being a psychologist with a private practice pays rather well." She was impressed to say the least. Ash opened the door for her, then got in himself and drove off.
As she was riding with Ash to the restaurant, she couldn't believe what was happening. Here she was, sitting next to the guy she hadn't spoken a word to in more than six years. It was straight out of the Twilight Zone. When they arrived, he got out and opened her door for her and helped her out. He was quite the gentleman. She liked that. After they had placed their order, Ashe looked at her and said he had a rather personal question. " All right, shoot. There is nothing you can ask that is off limits, Ash. Go ahead."
"Well, I was wondering what is going through that mind of yours, Vanessa. You just seemed so shocked to see me, and then you were silent the whole ride over here. You must have been having some pretty deep thoughts. I was wondering if you would be kind enough to share."