Pam and I used to work together in the same office and after I quit to stay home with my kids, we got into the habit of meeting once a month for lunch. Due to our schedules, we hadn't had a chance to get together for about six weeks, so I was really looking forward to meeting her today.We had planned to meet at a restaurant close to her office and I was there about ten minutes early to ensure we got a good table. I was sitting, drinking a coffee and glancing at a magazine when I looked up and saw Pam come in with another woman. I was a bit disappointed at first because I was hoping to catch up on all the office gossip and goings on at the company.
As it turned out, Sharon was great fun. She had joined the company a few months before and her and Pam had become friends. Sharon had been working a lot of overtime and had decided to take the afternoon off work. Since she had nothing planned, Pam asked her to join us for lunch.We had a fun time, laughing, gossiping, and just general "girl talk". We were sitting at a table that could accommodate four people, Sharon was sitting to my left and Pam was sitting across the table from me. Sharon's a toucher. She's very animated when she talks and just naturally reaches out to touch your arm or hand when she's making a point or gets to the punch line of a joke. This didn't bother me because it seemed so natural from her. As the lunch progressed, I noticed her hand lingered a few seconds longer than necessary and once I noticed her looking directly into my eyes, and then smiling almost a "secret" smile.The time just flew by and Pam had to get back to work.
Sharon and I said our good byes to her and then she suggested we have a glass of wine. I didn't have anything to do for the afternoon, so was in no hurry to get home. We had a nice conversation, nothing heavy, just small talk about our lives and our families. When I talked about my kids she seemed generally interested and reached over and covered my hand with hers telling me how lucky I was to have children. I didn't move my hand away and she kept it there for about a minute and squeezed my fingers before she removed it. When we finished the wine, it was time to go. We walked out to the parking lot and started saying goodbye when I discovered that Sharon didn't have a car. She was going to take the bus home. I offered her a lift and she accepted. When we got to her apartment, she invited me in for a coffee. I was really enjoying her company and there was something about this woman that attracted me to her although I didn't know what it was. Once inside, she asked me if I preferred another glass of wine or coffee. I opted for the wine. She asked me if I'd mind waiting a minute while she changed out of her office clothes into something more comfortable.
"No, of course not, go ahead."
She returned a couple of minutes later with two glasses and a bottle of wine. She had changed into a pair of sports shorts and a tank top. Her arms and legs were tanned and somewhat muscular. The armholes on the tank top were large enough that I could see the swell of her breast when she turned sideways. Her sexiness was so natural.
Coming into the living room, she said, "DAMN! I love getting home and taking off all those clothes when it's so warm outside, especially my bra!"
I laughed, "That's the first thing I do when I get home from anywhere, take off my bra."