Anna James stood third in line at the 'Coffee Express', the local coffee shop at the corner of Brook and Elm. It was a block from her office and where she got her early morning fix. Their high mountain, Peruvian coffee was very nice too. The woman in front of her was also a morning regular who worked in her building as an assistant to a physiotherapist. She was good looking enough to provide Anna a pleasing view but much too old at mid forty to give Anna any real interest. The woman was, as always, dressed in a dark suit with coat and slacks and a white blouse. They fit her especially well this morning. Anna thought. The girl in front of that woman was a twenty something wearing a short yellow skirt and a black sleeveless tee with sneakers. Dark tanned legs that were very athletic looking were causing Anna to lean a bit to one side to see around the woman directly in front of her.
Thankfully. Anyone who might notice would just think Anna was getting a glimpse of the bagel selection that remained. That was when Anna got her first view of her favorite coffee clerk. She was making change for the girl in the short skirt and smiling and nodding and then handing over her order. When the twenty something turned from the counter, her eyes met Anna's and she gave her a lingering smile as she passed, heading toward the door. Anna barely noticed as she was now looking into the eyes of Casey the coffee clerk who was also smiling at her.
It was not a surprise. Beautiful women always draw more attention, from men and women. It's just how it is. Other women do not have to be gay to admire real beauty and Anna had that to the nines. This morning she was wearing a dark blue pleated skirt hemmed at mid-thigh with a light blue silk blouse. Her short auburn hair curled just over her ears. She wore colorless lip gloss and her nails were a light shade of pink. She hated heals and always wore oxford shoes. Todays were black and plain.
Her dark tanned legs were lean but showed defined muscle tone. Her slim athletic build offered only the teasing of breasts silhouetted beneath her top. Her rear, on the other hand was, although slim, offered nicely rounded spheres wrapped neatly under the blue skirt.
"May I help you?" Anna was jarred from her daydream by the young beauty behind the counter.
As Anna stepped forward she said, "Sorry." And started to give her order.
"Your usual?" Young Casey asked.
"Please." Anna said and she saw the girl smiling as she turned to make a double shot, fat free, Latte with a dash of cinnamon. Casey wore the usual 'Coffee Express' uniform. A cream colored dress reaching to a couple inches above her knees with a white jumper front to appear as though she was wearing an apron. It had short sleeves and a name tag on the front. When Casey returned, she set the coffee on the counter and turned away to retrieve a poppy seed bagel. It was Anna's favorite and just a happy coincidence that they were usually on the top shelf of the display case. Casey placed her left hand on a lower shelf and reached with her right. As she rose onto her toes, the hem of her uniform began to rise up the back of her thighs and the dress stretched tight across her bottom.
She was, Anna though, a magnificent specimen of both youth and beauty. When Casey finally handed her back her change. Anna held her hand flat which cause Casey to have to set the change into Anna's palm. When she did, Anna ever so gently closed her fingers to grip the girls and held it for just a few seconds before letting the coins drop and then watching the girl's fingers slide away.
"Please come back." Casey said.
'Like something could keep me away'. Anna thought as she left the shop and walked up Elm toward her office enjoying a warm spring morning sun. She worked on the twelfth floor with a corner office. She ran a one person law office specializing in corporate and contract law. Just her and Heather, her legal secretary who was at the moment, watering the window sill plants in Anna's office and she was bent over a chair back that was blocking access to the last plant near the corner. Anna's dress code was all but nonexistent for Heather. She had always showed good taste and saw no need to clutter their working relationship with unneeded restrictions. And Anna's beliefs were always reinforced on these days when she arrived to see Heather's tight little ass in the air with one knee bent back and her skirt high enough to provide a glimpse of pink panties. Anna stood and smiled. "If you ever move that chair I'm going to lose the only incentive I have to come to work on Mondays".
Heather straightened, turned and smiled at Anna. She set the water can down and put her hands on her hips. "Really? I don't want to hear it. You've had your chance." She headed out the door as Anna slid into the chair behind her desk. Heather stopped at the door and turned back. "Mr. Roberts at Hildebrand, Inc. has called twice this morning."
Anna nodded as Heather left pulling the door closed behind her. She leaned back and closed her eyes for just a moment. She had known Heather was gay from the moment she arrived for her interview two years ago and Heather had made no secret of the fact that she would be open to the idea of the two of them having an affair even though Anna had a live-in lover named Sara and still did. But Anna knew all too well that mixing sex and work could be a very dangerous thing and so the two of them had limited their relationship to work and the random tease or meaningless wink ever since.
She also thought about Casey and why, with a gorgeous twenty-two year old living with her and giving her anything and everything she could ever want in the way of sex, did she constantly daydream about the sweet little coffee clerk? "Because I can." Anna whispered out loud to no one.
After a long call to Mr. Carl Roberts to reassure him that his needed contracts were completed and would be couriered to his office by noon, Anna left to meet a new client for lunch. Following that, she called Heather to inform her she was taking the rest of the day off and she, after making sure the contracts to Robert's office were sent, could do the same.
Anna drove out of the parking garage and turned south toward home. Her route took her past her office and the coffee shop where she had to use all her willpower not to stop. Three blocks beyond, however, she spied the familiar swish of a cream colored uniform making its way down the sidewalk. She slowed and eased her convertible 250 SL to the curb. She checked the rear view mirror to make sure it was Casey and it was. She turned in the seat pressing her bare knee against the console. She placed her right arm along the back of the seat and her left arm over the steering wheel. As Casey reached her car, Anna watched her through her dark sunglasses as Casey turned and then smiled. Slowly she pointed a finger at Anna and said. "Double shot, low fat."
Anna pulled her sunglasses off and replied. "That's what you remember?"
Casey just grinned.
"Want a ride?" Anna asked.
"I just live a block away." Casey answered.
"Who said I was going to take you home?" Anna offered.
Casey giggled and pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. She dialed and waited and Anna waited and finally Casey spoke. "Mom, I'm going out with some friends from work. I'll be home later." Casey waited, "Of course." She then replied into the phone. With her phone back in her pocket, she walked up to the passenger door, opened it and slid into the seat. Her dress slid up on her thighs but she didn't seem to notice. Anna did, casually.
Anna looked at her. "So we're friends?" Casey shrugged and then giggled again. As the car dropped into gear and pulled from the curb, Anna said. "I'm starving, how about you?" When she looked at Casey, she was nodding. "Rupert's it is."
They drove across town to a famous drive-in called Rupert's. It was famous, at least in Arizona, for double hamburgers and spiced up French fries served in paper cups. Anna pulled to a stall and pushed a button on an old fashioned speaker. The car was quiet as the two waited for their order. Casey spent a long time just looking out the window and Anna, whenever possible, was admiring young Casey's exposed thighs.
When the order came, Anna set the bag in Casey's lap and the two drinks in the cup holders in the console. As she backed the car out, Casey opened the bag and just as fast, Anna took hold of her hand. "Oh no, sweetie, not in my car. Those things are great but they're so messy they need to be eaten outside. Just hold on. Anna drove west on highway 12 to a turnoff leading to Spring Branch Lake. Once there, she turned into a parking area with picnic tables.
