Jackie arrived on time to meet her date. She looked chic in her knee length black chiffon dress and five inch Italian stilettos. She wore her hair down unlike the first time they met. She had met Ben at Starbucks, and thought he was cute not knowing the lingo to order her an Iced Quad Venti Non-Fat Caramel Macchiato. Which he offered to replace after knocking hers over reaching for his espresso. She assisted him in ordering the drink and they exchanged numbers.
After weeks of talking on the phone they wanted to take things to the next level so they decided on a formal date. The place of the date was in the restaurant of a five star hotel on the outskirts of town.
They shared a glass of wine and made small talk at the bar waiting for their table. Jackie tried to ease Ben into an evening of pleasure.
Ben was naturally quiet and having been burned on several online dates was weary; divorced for five years he had difficulty meeting women.
Jackie noticed his shyness and led the conversation. After they shared small talk and a few more glasses of wine at the bar, she thought perhaps skipping dinner and moving on to getting down and dirty in room 416 would be better. They could always order room service later.
It started with soft kisses on the face and lips as their hands explored the contours of each others bodies.
She pushed him toward the chair next to the window in the room. Then she sat on his lap and pressed her body on top of his.
