Todd & Cindy - Sex Stories

Todd & Cindy

... anyone else know about this just yet, at least not until we have something in place,” I said slowly, trying to think of what to do next. Cindy nodded then abruptly stood turning away from me. “I don’t want any one to see me in here crying like a silly teenager,” she said, her voice catching. With that, she hastily left me to ponder the situation. Of course, I was concerned about the business and how I would be able to manage without the one person I really relied upon. And - if I was honest with myself - I would miss her mysterious smile and subtle flirting. I made the obligatory calls to corporate headquarters, and then retained an agency to do a private search. Early in the afternoon I went to Cindy’s office on the pretext of getting the latest sales cost figures. I sat in a position so that I could see anyone coming down the hallway, and then motioned for Cindy to move closer. “Cindy, I am going to miss you more than you probably understand, not just because you are an outstanding accountant, but because you are, well…uh, because you are you,” I said. She looked at me with wide eyes, and then her little smile spread across her face. “Todd, you don’t know how happy that makes me. I was afraid I had crossed some kind of line when I kissed you.” “Well, Cindy, I’m not sure what your boyfriend will think about that, but the only line you crossed with me is one I hoped hadn’t been drawn,” I replied with feeling. “Todd, I don’t have a boyfriend, I dumped him about a month before ...

... you came here when I found out he was on parole. At first, I thought I should support him in his effort to get his life back on track, but I decided to do a little more checking. Turns out he served two years of a five to eight year sentence for beating his girlfriend so badly that she lost the sight in one eye and broke her jaw in three places. I had sensed something was wrong when things that seemed minor in my view caused such violent outbursts from him. I realized he is an unstable person and didn’t want to allow the relationship to grow any further. So, I am in between as you might say.” My mind ran in circles for several moments as I debated whether to ask her to go to dinner with me or not. Cindy became somewhat unsettled with my silence, and then spoke up somewhat hesitantly. “Todd, I have seen you mull things over before. Trust your instinct and go for it,” she urged. I stared at her for another moment or two and then shrugged. “Hey Cindy, want to have dinner with me tonight?” I responded trying to sound casual. “I’d love to, but I get to pick the place,” she replied without hesitation. “OK, I don’t know that many places in Boston as yet, so just let me know when and where to pick you up,” I said feeling my heart speed up a bit. I hurried down the hall, feeling my heart thumping against my chest. Hey guy, stop acting like a scared teenager. Get your act together before you make a damn fool of yourself; its just dinner. At least that’s what I tried to convince myself. ...