Andrea sat at her favorite table with her latte and began catching up on emails and news. It was her routine now to start the day at this coffee house. She looked up, and at the counter was that guy; mid-twenties she guessed. And always with a laptop under his arm. The place was busier than usual and as the young man looked for a place to sit, Andrea saw her opportunity. He looked at her and the empty chair. Andrea smiled and gestured to offer it.
"May I?" He asked, looking at a chance to sit with this very attractive woman. He guessed she was in her late thirties.
"Of course."
"Hi, I'm David."
"Andrea."
"I see you here often." David said, making conversation.
"My routine. To start the day. And I see you often too."
"Yes. I like to start my day here. Coffee and a chance to work unfettered of the office."
"And what do you do?"
"Oh, software. My company gives me some flexibility. As long as the work gets done. Except Thursday morning, our weekly meeting. And you?"
"Um... Let's just say I'm married."
"That diamond on your finger makes it obvious."
"Yes." She replied, looking at it. "Let's just say my husband likes making an impression."
"I can see." He said, looking at this stunning blond. Rather, it was more of a good looking over. She took it as a compliment. They made small talk, the weather, the coffee. But Andrea wanted to know his personal life.
"Well, you know I'm married. And you?"
"I have a girlfriend. Been seeing each other a few months now. I feel lucky to have found her."
Andrea gave him a look, "Sound like you appreciate her. I'd say you were both lucky."
David smiled at the flirty comment. "Yes, I do um, appreciate her." He said wryly. "I try to give her lots of appreciation. I'm sure your husband appreciates having someone like you." He added, hoping the innuendo wasn't pushing it.
Andrea smiled, even if she was feeling a little less appreciated lately. And she found she was liking his company, maybe too much.
"I should get going and let you get to work." She said standing. She looked at his dark eyes. "It's been nice, David. Oh, don't get up. Hope to see you again."
"Oh, I'll be here tomorrow."
He took the opportunity to admire her tall slim figure and long legs as she walked out the door then opened his computer. Andrea stepped out in the morning air feeling pleased. It was a good thing he had some hot young thing. Otherwise, he would be a temptation.
Wednesday, Andrea got her usual latte and sat. She came a little earlier than usual. She wouldn't admit to herself why. David soon appeared. He smiled at her as he went to the counter to order. He wondered if yesterday was just a one off.
Coffee in hand, he turned to see Andrea with an inviting look.
"Morning!" he said as he took a seat next to her.
"Yes, another lovely day." She smiled.
They made more small talk. Andrea avoided talk of their relationships. He was a reminder of what was lacking in her marriage lately. Like the day before, Andrea took her leave and David again admired the view as she walked out the door. He thought about her figure. Her bust seemed too perfect for her. He wondered if she had 'work' done.
Thursday, as David said, he wasn't there. They had chatted for only two mornings, but Andrea already missed the company.
Friday, they met again. After the usual small talk, Andrea was feeling different. She wanted to remember the thrill of young love.
"So, seeing your girlfriend tonight?" She started.
"Yes, haven't seen Nikki all week. I'm taking her out to dinner."
"As a start." Andrea teased. "Ah, young love."
"I'm sure your husband gives someone like you plenty of attention." He parried.
"Ah, yes... well. My husband is older... Okay, much older. So, the attention, as you call it, isn't quite what it used to be."
David just listened. He sensed she wanted to talk.
"But when we married eight years ago it was different. And he certainly takes care of me." She looked at her diamond. "This, you may be surprised, was a trifle. So, a fine house here and a few more here and there. I admit I am what some call a trophy wife."
"You certainly are a trophy." He responded, then blushed at making a foolish quip.
"I hope you compliment Nikki this well." Andrea laughed.
He smiled back. "I try." Then just looked at her. Trying to encourage more talk from her.
"These days he seems more interested in golf. Do you golf?"
"No, never did." He answered.
"Good, don't. But, the life choices we make, as they say."
Andrea realized he was paying close attention to her. It gave her a warn feeling. She realized she had shared more words with him these few days than she had with her husband John, in a month.
"Well, say hello to Nikki for me and appreciate what you have." She said as she readied to leave.
David watched her leave. He was feeling sympathetic, and an attraction. But knew his feeling had to stop there.
That evening, David knocked on Nikki's door. He was greeted by a long kiss and a hug. Nikki was as petite as Andrea was tall. With long, brunette hair and a hot figure.
"I missed you." She said.
David hugged her tight. "Missed you too."
"You missed the sex!" She teased.
"That too." He responded, putting his fingers under her chin. "But I missed you." Then he gave her another delicate kiss.
"Come on. We have reservations." He said, taking her hand. "Wow! That's an outfit."
Nikki knew he couldn't resist her cleavage and legs. So made sure to show them off.
He took her to a fine seafood restaurant. He knew she always liked good oysters. They talked. But mostly it was looks, knowing what they'd be doing tonight.
At his place, they embraced and kissed passionately, tongues probing each other's mouth. They continued a few minutes. He removed her top and bra and she undid his shirt. He loved the feeling of her breasts pressing against him.
Next, he took he hand and walked to the sofa. She knew his favorite position was after the prelude. He sat with her in his lap and tongues were shared again. She stood and kicked her heals off as he removed her skirt and panties. Then he gave plenty of time and attention to her breasts, sucking and licking them.
Nikki held his head, enjoying the stimulation of her tits. Then it was her turn. She undid his pants and removed them. She knelt between his legs and ran her tongue from his chest down to his cock then licked up and down his now hard rod.
But he wanted something, and she wasn't going to argue. David slipped down until his head was resting on the sofa back. Then he pulled her up to straddle his face. She moaned as his tongue probed her wet pussy. Her hands were against the wall as she ground her lovebox into his mouth. It wasn't long before the orgasm welled up and she gasped as it hit.