Lucia was shocked when her secret work-nemesis Casandra butted in on a conversation with her friend Sam with the offer of a blind date with a hot acquaintance of hers. She had overheard Lucia's woes of finding a guy who wasn't intimidated by her high-powered job at a top law firm, and quickly jumped in with a wide and seemingly sincere smile to offer up hr friend's number. Though they feigned friendship while in the office, Lucia secretly hated her equally talented and beautiful co-worker, and knew deep down that the feeling was mutual. Though trepidatious at first, Lucia warmed to the idea as Casandra extolled his many virtues.
"He's a very traditional guy." Casandra said with a grin. "A gentleman who knows how to treat a proper lady. He has a great job, lots of money, confidence, and a great smile."
"Sounds like quite the catch!" Lucia replied.
Casandra laughed her deep hearty laugh, conveying genuine joy.
"I haven't even told you about the rumoured size of his 'fishing tackle' yet."
"I don't really care about that." Lucia said, blushing slightly. She did care of course, but was loath to admit that in front of Casandra and Sam.
"Well I'll bet Adam changes your mind. He dated a friend of mine in high school, and she told me he was hung like a damn moose!"
Lucia laughed dutifully and pretended the flush of colour on her cheeks was embarrassment rather than arousal. Cadandra grinned when Lucia replied that she would give him a call.
Adam seemed utterly unsurprised by Lucia's call out of the blue, and quickly agreed to meet her for dinner at a local gastro-pub. Though he was not talkative on the phone, he voice had a deep, manly tone, and he was both polite and gracious. Lucia excitedly dressed to the nines in a tight blue cocktail dress and tall black heels. She curled her long brown hair, and applied sultry makeup that accentuated her dark brown eyes. Looking at herself in the mirror, she knew she looked like an overdressed and high maintenance woman, but she didn't care, knowing her curves would leave Adam in awe of her. She decided to forego a bra or panties in the tight dress, counting on her good genes to keep her tits perky.
If she expected Adam to be awestruck by her when she met him, she was disappointed. Adam seemed rather nonplussed throughout the evening in fact, talking very little, and asking only a few simple questions about Lucia's education, work, and hobbies. He had seemed almost disgusted when she admitted she couldn't cook, but his otherwise friendly demeanour, good looks, and charm kept her interested enough to carry on. Lucia talked nearly non-stop throughout the date, getting worse as she poured several glasses of wine into herself. Adam seemed to go the opposite way, growing more quiet as the evening wore on.
At the end of the night, Lucia realized that she had far too much to drink to drive herself home, and accepted a gracious offer from Adam to see her there. As they drove, she grew sulky, disappointed with her apparent inability to seduce Adam and make him a puppy dog panting for her pussy. Unable to contain her emotions, she began to passive-aggressively lash out at Adam, nagging him about his apparent distate for beauties such as himself, his driving, and even his choice to take the scenic route to her place just outside the city. Finally, after she commeted about the likely embarrassing size of his genitals, Adam snapped.
"Okay, this shit has gotta stop." Adam blurted out, the anger in his voice palpable.
"What the...?" Lucia demanded, a haughty look on her face, as Adam pulled the car over onto the shoulder of the deserted country road.
