You were on a business trip to the UK, through some sheer coincidence to the city where I lived; we had finally arranged to meet one lunchtime. I was to pick you up from outside the conference center at 1 then we would go for lunch.
As I waited I sat in the car waiting nervous as hell, you walk out of the building and look round, I can't help but smile, you are dressed in a conservative business suit. Black jacket and Black trousers with a blue blouse. You spot my car and walk over. I get out of the car and walk over to you inviting you to get in, I open the door to let you in, you smile nervously at me then get into the car.
I get ready to drive you off for lunch. You turn in your seat and I get a lovely view of the top of your cleavage. You soft white mounds show just over the top of your blouse. You ask where we are going and I tell you for some lunch. We arrive at my house, you had thought we were going to a restaurant, but I can't pass up the opportunity to get you alone for an entire afternoon.
I get out of the car and move round to open the door and invite you in. You walk over to the door and I let you in, you walk into my front room, it's got quite a high ceiling, a comfy looking sofa and a small open fire. You take off your jacket and lie it neatly over one of the chairs.
I take you by the hand and offer to show you my house. I lead you through into the kitchen dining area. After that I show you my small back yard, with its sun lounger, high walls and a glassed over area in the back, almost like a summerhouse. I bring you back inside and show you my large bathroom with a nice large bath, and a luxurious shower.