About a week had passed since I'd manipulated Ken into eating me in the parking lot of the rehearsal studio while his innocent fiancee sang her heart out. I still wondered if there had been any fallout. Had she commented on how long he was gone? Did she ask what he'd been doing? Did she smell me on his breath? I was pretty sure that he wouldn't have confessed without a confrontation. Anyway, that was not my problem.
Early today I sent Ken a text inviting him to meet me for an after-dinner drink. Before he got engaged we used to hang out every couple months. Since I'd promised him we were back to normal after his 'payment', I knew he wouldn't think it strange that I invite him out. He had agreed to the drink so I was getting ready for phase two of my plan.
I was having a warm-up glass while soaking in my tub. As I sipped my drink, I reflected on the night to come. Ken would never know what hit him. I had loved him once, but he broke my heart, and I was gonna finally make him pay.
Tonight's outfit was going to seriously step up the sexual temptation. I knew Ken's tastes and I planned to tap into them. I slipped into a simple black dress and admired the way it flowed across my skin. The low back showed off my toned back muscles. As I turned towards the mirror, the side split parted slightly showing the length of my thigh. Sliding my feet into my favorite black kitten heels, I gave a quick shake of my hair. The finished product was perfect. I was glamorous but casual, sexy but subtle.
Five minutes later I was in my car on the way to the hotel bar we had agreed on. I was already feeling a slight wetness between my legs, almost making me regret not wearing panties. Almost.
As I walked into the bar, I spotted Ken already seated. He'd always been punctual. I smiled as I walked over and Ken stood to greet me.
"Bev, you look great."
"Thanks."
"I'm glad we're doing this. I have missed hanging out with you."
"Yeah, I know. I just couldn't handle it. But here we are."
"Bev, I..."
"Ken, forget it. I told you we're good, and I meant it. So catch me up on what's been happening with you. How's work?"
And just like that we moved on. We ordered a couple drinks and began covering the lost ground. I did enjoy the conversation. I really had missed him, but he should have remembered that us Scorpios have very long memories. As we drank and I felt the familiar warmth spreading between my legs, I watched Ken and noticed he was becoming very relaxed. We had started out sitting politely facing each other, but now two hours later, Ken was sitting very close to me with his leg pressed against mine. His hand was resting on my thigh, his little finger grazing my thigh just where the split began. I had been lightly touching his arm as we talked, and a discreet peek at his lap showed it was having the desired effect.
Ready to move on to the next step, I decided it was time to wrap this up. I picked up my handbag and placed my share of the tab on the counter.
"Ken, as much fun as this has been, I think it's time to go. I don't want to keep you out too late and have your fiancee giving you a hard time."
"Right. Though she's definitely in bed by now."
As I turned towards the door, I noticed that Ken had rested his hand on my lower back, just below the open back of my dress. I knew this meant he could probably feel that I wasn't wearing any underwear.
