(Harvey falls for the wrong woman?)
Andrea was sitting in a comfy armchair in the living area of her warehouse base with her legs wide open. The young man eating her pussy had piqued her curiosity earlier in the evening at a local bar that she frequented.
She had been drinking alone and had to admit that she was feeling broody, the business partnership with Sam was paying very well and succeeding beyond her expectations. However she began to feel that there was something she was missing out on and that was genuine companionship.
Sam was now six months pregnant with Alex's baby, something she thought Sam would never allow to happen. Adele and Michael were settling down with six month old Michael junior and seemed inseparable. Nathan and Jennifer had been married now for seven years, even David and Anabelle were getting more serious about each other. She also discovered that Tam was seeing one of her customers from the coffee shop on a regular basis.
Her mind had drifted and she looked blankly ahead as she absentmindedly shook the whisky and coke, with ice, in her hand. A typically rowdy Friday night group of young men entered and took over a couple of booths against the wall. Andrea rolled her eyes and thought, here we go. Like Sam, she was used to young men ogling her up with the figure she had maintained with regular gym workouts.
Sure enough the young men were making lewd comments to each other without speaking to her directly. She did however notice that one member of the group would make furtive glances at her but did not join in the general banter. He was clearly a very fit young man, she noticed, he wore a tight fitting t-shirt that highlighted his strong chest, flat stomach, tight pectoral muscles, bulging biceps and prominent nipples. He was also wearing a pair of tight cargo shorts that showed his strong thighs and tanned legs. He also seemed vaguely familiar to her but she couldn't quite place him.
While his friends continued with their laddish banter he slipped away unnoticed and sat on the barstool next her. He ordered himself a beer and then turned to look at her.
"I'm sorry about my friends, ma'am." He said quietly.
Andrea turned to look at him and smiled.
"That's okay, young man." She replied. "Boys will be boys."
She looked back into the mirror behind the bar and noticed that his friends hadn't realised that one of their group was talking to her.
"Can I get you a drink, ma'am?" He asked politely.
Andrea turned to look at him a second time and gestured to his friends.
"So is it true?" She asked. "About their various conquests with the girls?"
The young man looked around at his friends and silently shook his head.
"The most any of them has done is probably grabbed a girls tits." He scoffed.
"What about you?" Andrea asked, staring at him intently with her piercing blue eyes.
The young man blushed and almost wilted under her gaze, he clearly wasn't used to a woman being so blunt and direct, Andrea thought. Eventually he answered.
"Well I'm not a virgin." He replied. "But I'm not very experienced either. I have too much respect for women some people tell me."
Andrea let out a soft laugh and smiled.
"Young man. you can never show too much respect for a woman." She said. "Trust me, I know plenty of young men who have had their eyes opened."
Andrea then paused and studied him close. She admitted he was very good looking, six feet tall, short blonde hair and blue eyes like hers. He also had a body to die for, she thought, as she took a deep breath.
"So is the offer of a drink still open?" She asked raising her eyebrows.
"Harvey." He replied. "Yes it is."
"Well then, Harvey." She said. "It's Andrea and I would love another whisky and coke with ice, please."