I had called her at work, hoping to get her instead of the others. She had played with me on the phone for minutes of every day that I had called and I toyed with the idea of making love with her for some time now. I knew she had been in a loveless marriage and that they (she and her husband) had talked of the separation, but it was just going to be a matter of time.
Her kids were visiting their grandparents the weekend I flew into Kansas City. And there I was, once again, in the produce section of the city asking for directions to the office. She couldn't believe I was there, that I had come all this way to see her. It might have been the first time she actually blushed. I could hear it in her voice and that excited me endlessly. She told me the other was out of the office, but I told her I would rather take her from there than stay and let the rumors fly. She agreed to meet me 1 block away. I told the driver where we going and asked that he stop at a florist along the way.
He took me to a shopping center and then to a florist where I bought the most gorgeous bouquet of talisman roses with babys' breath and some fern fronds, and a simple card that said Thank You. While at the mall, I stopped into a market and returned with a magnum of Perrier-Jouet and two plastic goblets.
Then I had the driver insert the CD of Ravels' Bolero into the deck and we waited.
She arrived shortly after we had and for a fleeting moment I saw hesitation in her eyes. I decided then, that she would call the shots. I would never force her to do anything.
I opened the car door and got out and handed her the roses. She did blush and said thank you to me and gave me a hug. I smelled the scent of her perfume and nuzzled my face into her shoulders for just a moment. I could feel the excited rise and fall of her chest against mine. It felt like I had hugged her for many minutes, when she broke free of me and asked what else did I bring for her.
I smiled and said we would have to see. I led her into the limousine and bade the driver to drive away. The sultry tones of the first movement were faintly being heard.