Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real that you could almost touch it, taste it and smell it? That was how real this seemed to me... or did it really happen?
I was walking though a shopping center. This was a truly posh kind of place with various little shops that sell trinkets and things that you usually wouldn't buy, but are presented in such a way that causes you to buy it just "because".
There were also little bread shops and cafes that had luscious odors emanating from each shop that melded together to entice appetites and overwhelm the senses.
I had made several small purchases and just seemed to be wandering through the shopping center with a small smile on my lips when I started to notice that not all of the shops were selling things.
Some places indeed seem to be areas where people lived. In thinking about this, I couldn't image what it would be like to live in such an environment.
A thought crossed my mind that this was rather odd and that I had never been in a shopping center before that had combined such as mix of shops and living areas.
I saw a man who was just coming out of one of those apartments like places and he proceeded to walk in the general direction I that I was going. I took little notice as I had spotted a café where I could get a glass of wine and an appetizer and just relax.
The hostess seated me at a secluded back booth and handed me a menu. I notice that the man who had exited the apartment area had stopped as well and approached me at the table.
He smiled and said that he couldn't help but notice me as I walked by and wanted to know if he could join me and buy me a drink. I returned the smile and nodded yes to his requests.
He placed an order for a bottle of wine, red at my request, as well as for a variety of cheeses, fruits and bread. The order arrived minutes later and we made a friendly toast to each other's health and good fortune.
The two of us spent the next hour or so sipping wine and nibbling on the assortment of cheeses and fruits. The wine had been an excellent suggestion and not only blended with but complimented the cheese selections. This resulted in a wonderful blending of tastes and seemed to further reinforce that unworldly atmosphere that seemed to be engulfing me.
We engaged in some minor little small talk but nothing at all memorable. Our conversation avoided anything that was at all personal or controversial and focused on a variety of neutral topics, all of which was never the less, quite pleasant.
I don't know if it was the wine or the hypnotic tone to his voice but I found myself becoming quite horny as the conversation continued.
After quite a while of drinking wine, savoring the melded flavors of the cheeses and the fresh fruit, he smiled at me again and asked if I would like to see his place. I nodded my acceptance of his suggestion.
He moved a little closer to me in the booth and placed his hand on the small of my back gently guiding me out of the booth and out of the café. Although his touch on my back was nothing more than firm yet gentle pressure, I couldn't help the fact that I felt a quick rush of heat to my private parts. With his hand still resting on the small of my lower back, I was surprised to find myself walking just a little faster than I normally would.
We got to the entrance to his apartment, entered the expansive lobby, and then took a small elevator up to his floor. After a brief walk down a lushly carpeted and tastefully decorated hallway, we got to his apartment door. He opened the door and ushered me into his apartment.