**This is the second installment of Beth and Jeremy's sexual adventure. The first installment was titled "A Night to Remember"**
As Beth was entering the revolving door of her building, she heard a familiar voice she hadn't heard in years. "Beth Carmichael is that you?"
Beth turned around and recognized an old university acquaintance, Jeremy Taylor. Her went flush, and her knees buckled. She dropped her satchel and went down on one knee, feeling faint.
"Beth?"
"Oh my God, Jeremy."
Jeremy picked Beth's satchel off the ground.
"Beth, are you okay? Do you need any help?"
"I'm alright, just really fucking surprised."
Jeremy lifted Beth to her feet. They briefly stared at each, before Jeremy initiated a hug.
Beth's voice cracked. "It's been a very long time. I don't know what to say."
Jeremy said, "Why not start with a hello?"
"Hello, Jeremy. What the hell are you doing here?"
"That's a very long story. The short version is that several years ago, I Googled you and found that you had a business in Charlotte. I figured you either forgot about me or didn't wish to hear from me, so I never reached out."
"I didn't forget," she said softly.
Jeremy looked at the ground.
"Anyways, about two weeks ago, I needed to come to Charlotte on business, so I tracked you down. I wanted to see you in person, I didn't want to call or text you. I owed you that much."
"Jeremy, it's been thirty years."
"I'll be honest Beth, there hasn't been too many days I haven't thought about you."
"Me too."
"I will be in town for the next two days. I was hoping we could have dinner tonight if you are free."
"I'd like that. I'll have my personal assistant reach out to you with the details. Let's exchange contact information this time."
"That would be a good idea."
"Jeremy, I have to run. I meeting a client in a few minutes."
They swapped information on their smartphones.
Beth bent in and gave Jeremy a light kiss on his cheek. "I'll see you at dinner. Gotta go."
Beth walked through the revolving doors and headed to her office.
"June, have Ryan come to my office as soon as possible. Also, I would like you to reserve a table at an Italian restaurant in Charlotte and secure my usual hotel suite for tonight and tomorrow night."
June responded, "Yes, Ms. Carmichael. Is everything okay?"
"Yes, it is. Get Ryan here as quickly as you can."
Ryan Smith tapped on Beth's office door.
"Come on in Ryan."
"Hey Beth, everything good? June asked me to hustle on over."
"All good Ryan. I'm giving you first chair in the Doucette account. You've earned it. Pick anyone from the team who worked with us on the account to be your second. Doucette will be here in about an hour."
"What should I tell him?" Ryan asked.
"I'll call him and give him a heads-up. He likes you and the rest of the team. It will be fine."
"I don't know what to say, Beth? Thank you for this opportunity."
"You're welcome. I'll reach out to him now. Select your second and update the entire team. Best of luck."
"Yes ma'am."
"Thank you, Ryan. Please close the door as you leave."
Ryan left Beth's office, pulling the door closed behind him.
Beth sat at her desk and sobbed.
The phone buzzed in Beth's office.
"Ms. Carmichael, I have completed all the necessary arrangements. Your usual suite at the Ritz-Carlton is booked, and I have a reservation at The Fig Tree at 7:00pm. I've confirmed with Mr. Taylor. Do you require anything else?"
"Thanks June, I'm leaving for the rest of the day and will be back on Monday morning."
"Excellent Ms. Carmichael."
Beth stood up, grabbed her coat, and exited her office. She had some errands to run to prepare for tonight's festivities.
Jeremy arrived at The Fig Tree early. Beth's executive assistant arranged for a ride-share to pick up Jeremy and take him to the restaurant. The concierge welcomed him.
"You must be Mr. Taylor. Ms. Carmichael is on her way and will be here soon. She requested that you take a seat at the bar. Stephanie will escort you to your seat."
"Mr. Taylor, please follow me."
Stephanie led Jeremy to the bar.
"Ortiz is your bartender."
Jeremy replied, "Thank you, Stephanie."
Jeremy looked around. Sitting at the bar was not lost on him. Ortiz approached Jeremy.
"Mr. Taylor, can I offer you a drink?"
"I'll take an Old Fashioned."
"Of course, sir."
Jeremy heard that familiar voice. "It looks like you got started without me."
Jeremy turned around and saw Beth. She was stunning. She sported a glimmering black sleeveless dress that ended above the knees and had a tempting plunge neckline. She had on high heel shoes. Her hair was shoulder-length, still blonde with streaks of gray. Beth's face appeared unchanged, with only a few wrinkles forming around her eyes. Her body was outstanding.
"Wow!"