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... sat up straight when she spotted my headlights and her eyes followed my car as I drove past. My Audi has tinted windows. She hadn’t been able to see who was driving the car. I parked my car facing the pub and watched Victoria. Lit up a smoke and made her wait for me. She was visibly anxious. She checked her phone, took out a pocket mirror and applied more lipstick. She turned her head from side to side and fixed her hair. I wondered if she was aroused and if her pussy was tingling and wet. My cock grew stiffer as I watched Victoria squirm with anticipation. I finished the cigarette and headed to the pub. Victoria spotted me she smiled and waved. I made my way to her table, smiled back and said hello to her. She stood up, hugged me and replied, “Hello stranger. Finally, we meet again.” I gently gripped her arms, stepped back and looked her over. She lowered her head slightly and smiled. She was dressed in a semi-short black skirt with matching open toe pumps. Her legs were bare. The blouse she had on was dark orange and unbuttoned just enough to show a bit of her black bra and a lot of her cleavage. Her black jacket was draped neatly over the back of her chair. “It’s good to see you again. You look very different from the last time I saw you, Victoria.” She laughed and replied, “As do you. I have tried picturing you in a suit and tie. It’s nice to finally have my curiosity quenched.” I motioned her to sit as I pulled out her chair. “Thank you,” she said as she lowered ...

... herself into the chair. The waitress approached our table as I sat down. She asked if I needed a menu. “No thank you. Another glass of wine for the lady, if she so desires and one for me, please,” I politely replied. Victoria thought about ordering another drink for a few seconds and decided, “Just one more, please.” The waitress openly smiled at Victoria, letting her know that she had picked up on her attraction to me. Victoria blushed a bit and smiled back. The waitress winked at Victoria and said she would be right back with our drinks. “How is the retail property project coming along?” I asked not letting on that I had noticed her unspoken communication with the waitress. “It’s a disaster. The construction is six weeks behind. There’s a shortage of copper, apparently,” she sighed. “There’s nothing new on that front, Victoria. I have yet to come across any major development that was completed on time. If it’s not a strike or shortage of materials, our winters make sure a delay is inevitable.” “You’re in the construction industry?” she inquired. “Not anymore,” I chuckled, “I’m in corporate law. Most of the time it’s boring and tedious, rarely do I get to have fun and rant and rave in a courtroom.” “Hmmm… you don’t look like the type to rant and rave, Gil. You seem to be in control all the time,” she smiled. “I gather you figured out what it is about me that you find so different?” She flashed a coy smile and replied, “I have, and don’t look so surprised. It was only a matter of ...