She smells your intoxicating exciting scent.. Trying not to look directly at me or in my general direction but it becomes obvious as your trying to hide what is stirring inside you. Then for a second or more you try to evade me as you look at your phone or re-engage with your friends. But you shift and twitch in your seat as you try to resist what has been repressed after years of marriage.
Me: "You're thinking about it, aren't you?.. Sliding into the seat next to her as she yelps with surprise. The urge to leave is there in the back of your mind but for some reason you can't bring yourself to go.
Smelling the scent deeper, and looking in my direction.. as it begins to excite her. Looking at me nervously as a mix of adrenaline and sexual attraction floods her body... igniting a fire within.
Me: "Yes, I wouldn't recommend it.. I'm like walking heroin. Very habit-forming. It never ends well." We smile at each other as I warn her of the consequences should she decide to pursue this course. But it draws her closer to me. I see the look in her eyes, a mix of neediness and hormones topped with adrenaline all swirled with lust.
First she leans to me for a kiss at first tentatively almost teasing. She knows it's wrong as she's married and that she should back away or leave and return to her husband and kids but the feelings of desire and lust are overwhelming that you long lost after committing to one man. I can see your looking at your phone again, as if waiting for something to happen as I take in the nape of your neck leaving a gentle trail of kisses that tingled the skin.
The thought of leaving becomes less urgent as I toy with you but lingered there in the back of your mind. At first my hand massages your body through your clothes. That old feeling surfaced after being buried for so long.. That feeling of being desired and lusted after.
[On the car ride to his and events preceding their meeting]
Taking her back to her days of being a bachelorette and spending Friday nights in the clubs with her girlfriends. The guys that used to come up to you and make a move, some were lucky but not all and were shooed away quickly. She fondly remembers one guy, who was slightly older than her and experienced in the bedroom that he took her to multiple orgasms. Then there was the other guy. She was at the club with the girls when between the drinks and dancing on the floor.
Now he was more the short fire shag than anything else. He took her up against the DJ booth and later outside in the alley and then left her just short of satisfied... and your wet panties.
But here you are. At his house after going for a drink with your work colleagues to celebrate a long overdue promotion. And were at least three rounds in when he walked into the bar and you spotted him rather caught a fleeting whiff of his scent. As you drifted between the gossip of the group and spying on him [sitting at the side of the bar] drinking beer and occasionally talking to people. You couldn't be sure, but were fairly certain he knew that you were watching him as he caught your gaze causing you to quickly look away and re-focus on the group.
As the night got later, colleagues and friends decided to take their leave to head for home or somewhere else. You remained with the remains of your last drink and gazed in his direction as you nursed it till you stopped caring if he saw what you were up to.
