Chapter 11
Natural Progression
Over the next few weeks life continued normally, work, training and time together with Lorraine, life was very good. I even took up tennis and golf, both of which I thoroughly enjoyed and we managed to play both on as many weekends as we could while the weather held.
Chrissy started to spend more time with her friends, exactly as Lorraine had predicted, going to clubs and even a few dates with men that she met at work and whilst socialising. There was talk of getting a flat closer to work or possibly moving in with a friend, but Lorraine said there was no rush and to just enjoy herself for now. As for the relationship between Chrissy and me, we flirted and shared a kiss from time to time but nothing more. In those intimate moments she would give me a small, knowing smile as she moved away.
My 34th birthday was Friday 25th September and a couple of days before Lorraine asked if I was doing anything with my friends from work or the club. I said that we were going for a drink after work but that I would not be late. She smiled and said "Good, I thought I might make you dinner for a change."
I replied "That would be fantastic, I was going to suggest we went out somewhere, but dinner in would be even better."
"OK, shall we say eight o'clock? That should give you time to time to get home from the pub."
"That should fine." I replied, I'll probably be earlier than that, most people from my department want to get home on a Friday."
"Give me a call when you are on your way home and I will run you a bath and pour you a glass of something."
As Friday arrived I found myself looking forward to the evening. I caught the train in so that I could have a drink in the evening. Most of the IT department turned up at the pub along with a couple of people from the finance department and by six o'clock a few people from the Ju Jitsu club had shown up as well and a good time was had by all. By seven o'clock some of the younger members of the department were trying to persuade me to go on to a club, and as much as I was tempted I did not want to mess up my planned evening with Lorraine, so I made my excuses and headed for home with a warm feeling of anticipation.
I called Lorraine from my mobile as the train arrived at the station. She said "You're not drunk are you? I don't want you falling asleep in your dinner. Or afterwards!"
I laughed and said "I've had a couple of lagers but I should be able to stay awake for ten minutes or so. You'll have to keep me from falling asleep with your scintillating conversation!"
"I'll get you a bath running and see if I can think of some oral activity which may keep you awake!"
She rang off and I called a cab for the ten minute journey home.
I let myself in and Lorraine was waiting just inside the door with a large glass of white wine. "Your bath is run my Lord." She said with smile.
She looked absolutely stunning, she had a black mini dress on, it had a halter neck and a mesh band across the middle and it was very short, showing off her great legs. She wore stockings and a pair of strappy high heeled shoes.
"You look fabulous." I said, "I love the dress, you haven't worn that before."
"Mmm, it's new." She replied with an arched eyebrow "And it's not a dress, it's an apron."
She turned round and revealed that the only thing at the back was a bow holding it closed. She was only wearing a thong and stockings under it. She was looking at me over her shoulder to gauge the effect. "Do you like it?" She asked.
"Wow" was all I could say, my breath was gone.
I stepped up to her and she turned into my arms and we kissed passionately, my awakening erection pushing against her through our clothes.
"You approve then!" She said, laughing. "Go on, go and have a bath, I'll finish dinner and I'll see you in fifteen minutes."
In the bathroom I found a towel and dressing gown laid out next to a deep bath with lots of bubbles. I got in and sank below the surface and thought about Lorraine's very sexy apron and of the evening to come. I soaked for a while with the Jacuzzi running, then I had a refreshing shower before drying myself and going downstairs to the kitchen.
The kitchen worktop had two plates with covers over them but Lorraine wasn't there, I went through to the dining room.
Lorraine was putting some music on, Dire Straits playing softly in the back ground. The lights were set low and the table was lit by three candles set in silver holders. The long table was set with a place on either side at one end, facing each other, a free standing ice bucket was placed next to the table. At each setting was a silver salver with crushed ice and a plate of oysters on it. The only thing that seemed out of place was a 32 inch television placed at the opposite end of the table.
Lorraine smiled and said "I hope you like oysters."
"I love them, and you have lime and Tabasco, the best way to eat them."
I sat at the table and Lorraine came to me and bent to kiss me passionately, then she reached behind her and pulled the on bow holding her 'apron' closed and it came free. She lifted the halter strap over her head and hung it on the back of my chair then she bent to kiss me again, her breasts swinging free this time and I reached up to stroke them and gently pinch and roll her nipples. She groaned and reached down to undo the belt of my dressing gown then she pushed the gown open and put her hand on my stiffening erection.
I said "I don't think I need oysters with you around." She just smiled and slid her hand up and down my shaft and I lifted her breasts to my mouth and sucked each of her stiff nipples in turn.
She reached for the bottle in the ice bucket and poured two glasses of Veuve Clicquot then she went to her seat and sat down opposite me. She sipped at her champagne and said "Enjoy! I haven't slaved in a hot kitchen all day for nothing. Mind you, while I have been planning and preparing this I have had to stop from touching myself, I feel very, very horny!"
"So do I now, I don't know if I can last until the end of the meal before doing something about that!"
"Just savour the anticipation!" She said as she took an oyster from her plate. She put a few drops of tobasco and a squeeze of lime on it and tilted it to her lips and it slid gently into her mouth. She closed her eyes, savouring the taste and swallowed. She slowly opened her eyes and said "Mm-mmm, delicious. Are you not eating yours?"
"I could sit here and just watch you eat yours, but they look so good I'm not going to."
I did the same with one of my oysters, and she was right, they were delicious.
We watched each other eating oysters, but all too soon they were gone. Lorraine stood up and walked over to me and kissed me softly. She said "I'm so wet, I only put these panties on half an hour ago and they are soaked. These are the fourth pair I have worn today!"
I put my fingers to her panties and sure enough they were very wet. She groaned and opened her legs slightly. I started to move her panties to one side, but she stepped away, saying "Not yet – no dessert until you have eaten all your main course! Didn't your mother ever teach you anything?"
She collected the plates and took them out to the kitchen, I sat at the table shaking my head with my raging erection aching for release. She returned with the plates with the covers over them and placed them on the table. With a flourish she removed the cover to reveal my plate. "Lobster Salad Surprise." She said "Mixed salad with lobster pieces and dressed with a sweet chilli dressing."
"Sounds delicious, what's the surprise?"
With a wicked grin she said "Don't be silly, if I told you that is wouldn't be a surprise would it?"
The lobster was delicious, a strong sweet taste, the chilli dressing was perfect, not so hot as to spoil the taste of the lobster. We ate in silence for a while and you could cut the sexual tension with a knife. We looked at each other with a hunger that food could never satisfy.
To break the silence I asked motioned down the table to the television and asked "Why is that there?"
Lorraine smiled and said "There is something on later that I want to catch. I've been looking forward to that all day too."
I wracked my brain for a single television programme that Lorraine could not stand missing, but nothing sprang to mind. "What time does it start?" I asked.
"In a few minutes, it's OK we'll have finished dinner."