We sat at the table, just the three of us. James, my wife, and I. There was no small talk, no 'how do you do, I 'm James.' It's not like they didn't know each other, after all we had chatted online, she had exposed herself to him on the web cam. But this was different, this was real and it was happening right in front of me. The noise of the bar seemed distant as I watched his hands rub her bare legs, slowly moving up under her skirt. I could hardly breath, as he leaned in to kiss her. Like a good sub, she looked over at me for permission.
"Go ahead." I told her. I watched the surreal seen before me. My wife kissing this stranger, as his hands explored under her skirt. I could see her turn towards him, opening her legs, inviting him in. How the hell, did we get to this point? What was I doing letting my wife get seduced by another man?
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Part I Ashley
Ashley was just 23 when I met her. I had finished my residency in radiology and had then joined a large group practice based out of a hospital. Ashley was one of many receptionists, but she quickly caught my attention. Cute and innocent, she looked 19 not 23. She was always polite and professional. Never gossiped, or complained like a lot of the others. At lunch I would find her reading a book in a corner of the cafeteria by herself. At first I would sit at the table next to her, occasionally making small talk. Eventually, I worked my way to her table. I had to do most of the talking since she seemed shy, but I persisted as something about her made me want to know more.
Ashley had graduated from a small local Christian liberal arts college with an English major, and she wanted to be a writer. Being a receptionist was not her ideal job but it paid the bills and allowed her to move out on her own. I was ready to ask her out when I found out she was seeing one of the orderlies at the hospital. I must admit I was actually shocked to find out who she was dating. She had never mentioned him in our conversations. He was nothing like the type of person who I would expect her to date. His name was Andy and he was known for dating a lot of the younger women in the hospital. He was a tattooed biker dude, the bad boy. I guess it's true what they say. I just never expected it from her, so I stopped our lunch time ritual. A few days later she approached me.
"Hey, where you been?" she asked. I was caught off guard and did not really have an answer for her.
"Just keeping up with my work. Don't wanna get behind," I said, trying to sound serious. She just stood there, looking at me. She sure was cute, not super tall, just over 5 feet I would guess. Skinny in the middle with a nice round ass. She was in a skirt, her smooth milky white legs exposed. Her hazel eyes looking at me expectantly, like I was supposed to know what to do, what to say next. The silence lasted too long. "So what brings you here?" I asked.
Again she just stood there looking at me, then to my surprise, almost angrily, she said, "I thought you would ask me out at some point. Why didn't you ask me out?"
I was shocked, where was the shy girl that would hardly talk to me at lunch? "I, uh, thought you where dating someone," I said.
"I'm not dating anyone."
"What about Andy?" I asked.
"Andy?" she replied with a shrug, "that was nothing, just a fling."
I would like to tell you our first date was amazing, an instant connection. But honestly, she hardly talked. When I asked her what she wanted to drink she looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language. It took her forever to decide what she wanted to eat. After discussing the weather, and all the current events I could think of we just sat there eating our food in silence. The odd part was, she didn't seem to mind the silence, she actually seemed to be enjoying herself. Having nothing else to talk about, I finally decided to ask her about Andy.
"I don't know," she said, "I guess I was just kinda curious, all the other girls seemed to like him. I actually thought he was kind of a jackass. Yet, I was flattered when he noticed me. He started hitting on me and I figured, what the heck, lets see what he's all about."
Hmmm, I thought to myself. I had some ideas and wondered if she had found out.
"And?" I asked.
After a long pause, the wheels turning in her head, she said, "there wasn't much there. He is a jackass." Case closed. I figured she had went out with him, and he moved too fast for a girl like her, so she ended it.
Over the next 2 weeks I actually tried to avoid her. I knew if I went out with her we would be dating, and this was the kinda girl that wanted a long term relationship. She was innocent and kind, she might even be a virgin. Did I really want to deal with all of that? The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. So If I wasn't serious I knew I shouldn't even go out with her. She however, had different plans. It wasn't long before Ashley's head popped in the back office where I was reading films.
"Hey, wanna catch a movie this weekend?" she asked.
"What movie?"
"The new Star Wars movie, The Phantom Menace, I've been waiting for this for years," she said.
Hmm, a chick that likes Star Wars movies. That's kinda hot, I thought.
"Ok. Sounds fun, dinner first?"
"Sure," she replied.
We went to the 9:30 showing and the movie did not get out until late. She was different in the car, chatty, more than usual.
"Go ahead ask me anything," she said, wanting to talk more.
"Ok, tell me the wildest thing you did in college."
She thought for a while, then told me her college was pretty tame. There hadn't been much partying like there was at other schools. They even had to sign contracts stating that they would not have premarital sex, drink or dance.
"Wow. We had coed floors at my school. Its almost like they encouraged us to have sex," I said jokingly.
"I grew up in the church," she added. "It was the center of our life. Until the Pastor at our church was caught embezzling funds. Kind of hurt my whole family."
"So how do you feel about religion now?" I asked.
"God is still a big part of my life, but I feel there is more out there and I'm willing to learn, be a little more open minded. I think I've always have had some questions deep down inside but never had the chance to explore those feelings."
When we arrived at her place, I walked her to the door, then leaned over and kissed her on the lips. Our first kiss was nice, her lips soft, she pushed her body into mine. Did she know what she was doing? I think with almost any other girl I would have asked her to come inside, but with Ashley I just said good night and went on my way.
We talked on the phone several times that week after that second date. I was starting to really enjoy her company. We were becoming comfortable with each other. I liked that I didn't have to be fake with her. I felt I could tell her pretty much anything and she would understand. I was also enjoying getting to see her shield come down. Allowing me to get to know the real Ashley.
