Heather, My Sweet Love! - Sex Stories

Heather, My Sweet Love!

... could tour the apartment when we got back from dinner. Her exhibition was in the front of the gallery and she saved that for last. Her talent was mind-boggling, botanical accuracy like I have never before seen. Most of her prominent awards were on display, many international. According to the framed news articles, she was one of the top five botanical watercolorists in the country! After the tour, she poured us another glass of chardonnay and we enjoyed a few nibbles and chat in the sitting area. We were sitting opposite each other in front of the fireplace, a lovely, cozy setting. Our discussion covered many subjects, including the economy and how badly the gallery business had been due to the lack of consumer discretionary money caused by the recession. She was disappointed and angry at the current liberal administration for not having done more to jump start the economy and limit the growing cost of government. Boy! I sure agreed with her on that! I just loved talking with her, she was so articulate, intelligent and charming, a beautiful feminine demeanor, soft and sweet. I was definitely attracted to her, she was a dream, and she seemed taken with me, too! We were really warming to one another. It was like we had known each other for years, all those e-mails and phone conversations certainly helped bridge this new friendship. Heather’s long, shapely legs were crossed and her hemline showed some thigh and more, and it was difficult keeping my eyes off of them. I just ...

... loved them, slender, shapely and gorgeous. For a nanosecond, there was a lovely flash showing no panties, just pantie hose. Though I do not think it was intentional, I loved seeing it. I think see noticed my interest because she smiled twice letting me know she approved. She seemed to like looking at my legs, too, so I moved several times so she could see more. I hoped this weekend would lead to something wonderful and memorable, if not now, perhaps sometime soon. We were definitely attracted to one another. It was nearly 5pm and guests were starting to arrive. She said as much as she didn't want to interrupt our lovely chat, she had to greet her collectors, but we would have dinner and the rest of the weekend together, and she was so looking forward to it. She said she had reserved her favorite table for tonight's dinner, quiet and private. We both got up and hugged, squeezing my hand and saying she would rejoin me as soon as she could. She left to greet her patrons, smiling over her shoulder as she walked away, her black and white sheath fitting perfectly around her beautiful buns. Her legs and buns were so lovely. We were clearly warming. The next two hours were agonizing, I simply couldn't wait until 7pm so she could rejoin me. The art was flying off the walls, her parents and one of their saleswomen showing the art while she engaged her patrons. Another of their employees was handling cashiering and was, indeed, busy. Thankfully, it was nearing 7pm and I had a good look at ...