Into the Abyss - Sex Stories

Into the Abyss

... looking than the first time I saw her. She had shoulder-length light brown hair and her makeup was impeccable, right down to the deep red lipstick. What made me take notice was her outfit. She wore a stunning blue sweater which made her already large breasts seem even bigger and firmer. She had a floral skirt which was mid-calf in length with beautiful dark brown boots which were visible below the hem line. I was wearing a tan sport coat, no tie, grey slacks and loafers. As I made it to the bar I held my hand out to shake her hand, but she surprised me by drawing close and giving me a light peck on the cheek, immediately taking a napkin to wipe the lipstick from my face. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking," she said. "I hope that was alright." "Of course it's alright," I replied. "You look very nice tonight. I must warn you that I'm highly competitive when it comes to trivia games." "That makes two of us," she said, laughing. "You look damn good yourself. What are you drinking tonight? I'm having white wine." "Wine works for me, but I think I'll have a Cabernet. Got to keep that masculine thing going." We shared small talk, inquiring about our jobs and backgrounds. I asked the bartender for two of the remotes needed to play the games. "Frank, how do you feel about a small wager on the game?" she said. "We can bet the next drink if you like. It makes the games more competitive when there's something on the line, don't you think?" "Sounds like a plan," I told her. She won the ...

... first game. It was close, but she nosed me out at the end. "Good job, Lucy," I said. "Let me get those drinks." Lucy had a mysterious look on her face and what she said was even more mysterious. "How about for this next game I choose something different for the winner? I'll write it down on a piece of paper and whoever wins gets to open it." "Okay, but keep it simple, if you please." Lucy took two post-it notes from her purse and wrote something on each one. She folded them both and put them into her purse. Once again, she got the best of me. She reached into her purse and pulled out one of the notes, opening it as she did so. "It says that you have to follow me to my place so that I can try out my new cappuccino machine out on you." She showed me the note and, sure enough, that's what it said. As she showed it to me her hand lingered a bit on my arm and gently stroked it. I have to admit that I enjoyed her touch, but I couldn't summon the strength to look her in the eye. I agreed, but told her that I couldn't stay long. I got the check, paid it and left the bartender a hefty tip. I followed her to her car to make sure she got in safely and held the door for her. Before she got in we stood there for a moment looking at each other. I didn't know what to do at that point. I was really taken by her good looks, but remembered that I was a married man. I think she wanted me to kiss her but, once again, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Part of me wanted to kiss her, though. She got ...