It has been a hard day at the office. For the past few weeks, Ben and Patricia have been working on a project together and, at just past six thirty that evening, they put the finishing touches to their work. To celebrate the project's completion, Ben suggests they go our for a few drinks.
The walk to the nearest bar and celebrate by sharing a bottle of champagne. They move on to a restaurant for some food and wine. The conversation flows and they find each other to be pleasant, easy company. As the evening draws to a close, Ben walks Patricia home.
"Well, here we are." Patricia announces as they reach her home. "Thanks for a lovely evening."
"Yeah, I had a really fun time." replies Ben. Chancing to fate, he ventures "So, can I come in for a coffee or something?"
"I don't think that's a good idea."
"Okay, you're right. Perhaps just a goodnight kiss then?"
"Well, okay. I guess I don't see any harm in that!"
The two embrace and fall into a deep, passionate kiss. Ben backs her up and presses her against her door as they kiss. Patricia pushes her body up against Ben in response. His arms envelop her as his left hand moves down towards her firm, round rump.
"Well, maybe you can come in for a little while." concedes Patricia. "But only for coffee. I'm not the sort of girl who has sex on a first date!"
They move inside and Ben joins Patricia in the kitchen as she makes the coffee, still a little flustered from their kiss. They move over and sit down next to each other on the couch. Ignoring their coffee, the conversation continues as they edge closer to each other. Until they are once again locked in a passionate kiss. Although this time slower and less urgent than the previous one.
Ben leans over, easing Patricia into a reclining position on the sofa as they continue to kiss. He slides his hand up her leg, over her knee and pushes her tight pencil skirt up a few inches as he slips his fingers underneath it.