Ian had a few days off work and as the weather wasn't looking too great decided to wander into town and get a good novel to read. He headed into the coffee shop first and got himself a latte and a blueberry muffin while catching up with some of his e-mails.
Wandering down the road to the book shop he immediately noticed the young woman at the till. There was something very appealing about her. Fairly tall, slender and with long dark blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. To fit the bookish image she also had some horn-rimmed spectacles which gave her a somewhat intellectual air. There was also something a little alternative about her with her clothing and a small ring through one side of her nose.
Ian fancied her from the moment he set eyes on her. Distracting himself from this sudden infatuation he browsed through the historic novels to see which he'd select. After spending some ten minutes delving through the numerous titles he selected one which he thought would interest him.
Taking his chosen novel to the counter he felt a warm flush as he approached the assistant. She smiled warmly at Ian, her brown eyes sparkling and her cheeks with a rosy hue. He could feel his knees weakening as she smiled.
As she put his book into a paper bag he admired her long, elegant fingers and also noticed a light covering of fine blonde hairs on her arms as her sleeves were folded back half way along her arms.
She was totally gorgeous as far as Ian was concerned. It had been a few weeks since he had split from his previous lover, so was very much hoping for a new romance.
Once he got home he couldn't stop fantasising about the shop assistant. After eating a quick snack he started to read his new book. Though he was enjoying it he felt so distracted by his earlier encounter. Having finished the first chapter his thoughts kept returning to his blonde fantasy woman.
Laying back in his comfy seat he took down his trousers and began to fantasize about what her body might look like. He could clearly see she wasn't big in the boob department. Just thinking of her pretty face and glorious long mane of golden tresses he had a decent erection which he was beginning to work on, gently thrusting his chunky dick before building momentum and furiously wanking himself until his warm juices spewed over.
Ian didn't know whether the object of his desires was available or not and even if she were single would she be interested in him? He was pretty average in the looks stakes; certainly not ugly but not exactly handsome either.
It was no good he needed another fix so the next day he returned to the book shop and started looking at he books again for another purchase.
Taking his latest choice to the till, the assistant recognised him from the previous day and with a warm smile said to him,
" You're keen aren't you? Didn't you buy a book here yesterday? You must be a quick reader!"
Ian wasn't sure what to say but meekly replied,
"Oh yes I'm a really keen reader. I've got a few days leave and with this grey, wet weather it's good to curl up with a good book while listening to some music. "
Ian did notice this time from her badge her name was Jane. She said,
"Well great to see you in here again and hope you enjoy the book. Envy you having some time off."
As Ian bade her farewell he so wanted to ask her out for a date but chickened out as he didn't feel it was appropriate to ask her in the shop and he would have died of embarrassment if others overheard and she had declined him.
At the end of the afternoon Ian went to get some groceries and after purchasing these popped into the local bar for a drink. What Ian didn't know, was that the book shop assistant was walking some distance behind him, having just shut up shop for the day.
She recognised Ian from earlier and decided to follow him in. Just as he had ordered his drink she came in and their eyes met, both smiling warmly at each other.
"Can I get you a drink?" Ian proffered.
"That's really sweet of you. Yes I'd love a dry red wine please," responded Jane.
Ian led them to a quite table near the back and introduced himself to Jane.
She said,
"Lovely to bump into you in here. I'm fairly new to town so don't know many people here yet. I love my new job in the book shop but don't get to meet many new people as there's only three of us and the other two women are both married and settled down unlike me. Of course there's the customers which tend to be nice but don't really get to know them. Just pleasantries exchanged really."
""So you're single then Jane? " asked Ian hopefully.
"Yes, for some time now. After I split from my last man I felt the need to move town and start anew which is why I'm here now. Lovely town which I'm getting to know. Some nice cafes and bars, an enchanting gallery plus a good variety of parks. Just need to meet some new friends and hopefully some romance too!"
The last sentence was music to Ian's ears.
"Well I'd love to take you to a few places if you're up for that?"
"Definitely!" smiled Jane. "I know you said you were off for a few days. Well I'm off tomorrow, so do you fancy connecting then? The weather's looking a bit better. There's a new exhibit in the gallery I'd like to see and it would be wonderful to have some company. We could have a bite and you could show me around one of the parks?"
With a grin, like a proverbial Cheshire cat, Ian enthusiastically agreed.
"Yes, I'd love that. It's a date!"
The pair of them chatted enthusiastically over the next hour about books and their own lives. Jane then made her excuses as she had to get some groceries for herself and told Ian how she really looked forward to their day together tomorrow.
Ian needed to pinch himself! Was this for real? Not only was Jane gorgeous but seemed really nice, friendly and chatty. Once he got home he couldn't help himself and masturbated enthusiastically about Jane, longing to run his hands over her lithe body and fuck her furiously. He just couldn't wait for the morning where they'd agree to met for a coffee before going to the gallery to see the work of a local artist.
Arriving a few minutes early for their rendezvous, Ian was there about ten minutes before Jane arrived. She was wearing a top emblazoned with bumblebees and flowers combined with a short skirt over dark leggings with pumps. It was clear to anyone there that there was definitely a chemistry between them both and some pent up desire waiting to be fulfilled.
They chatted animatedly for about twenty minutes before ambling down the road to the new exhibit at the gallery. Much of the art was fairly abstract which Jane was really enthusiastic about. Probably not quite his bag, but Ian feigned some interest about it to Jane but longing to get out
He was quite relieved when they headed to the park and bought some snacks from the kiosk there. After eating they headed to the lake and their hands naturally seem to embrace each others. Jane being quite enthusiastic about nature told Ian what some of the birds were on the lake. Ian always enjoyed walking there but didn't really know what they were beyond swans, ducks and geese.
They then headed towards the more naturalistic woodland where it was much quieter other than some muted bird song. Sitting on a bench they chatted as though they'd known each other for weeks. They slowly moved closer to each other, gazing lovelorn into each others eyes before their lips had their first embrace. As they felt more comfortable their tongues began to wander and flirt with the other one, gently entwining.
Ian began to caress Jane's beautiful dark blonde hair which he had admired when he had first clapped eyes on her. In response Jane ran her hands over Ian's face, enjoying the sensation of his trimmed beard and exclaiming,
"I love a guy with facial hair! Shaving is so over-rated. There's something very sensual about running my fingers through hair!"
