1. DiscreetOfficeServices.Com Chapters 3--4


    Date: 11/27/2023, Categories: Occupations, Author: campusvamp 

    ... Tell Mom I said I was going home to get clothes for tomorrow and I must have forgotten to turn my phone on. Leave a message for me to remember to bring popcorn."

"Are you seeing a client tonight?"

"Nope, I have a date. A real, boy-asks-girl-out date," I replied brightly.

"I almost remember those," Sandra laughed. "So, you're planning on making your date into an all-nighter?"

"He's pretty cute, so fingers crossed."

Sandra had called by the time I got home. My cover-story of staying with a friend for a girl's night of popcorn and movies passed with flying colors. I put a few things in a bag and promised that I'd remember to get some popcorn. I was back at my apartment by 6 PM. I had plenty of time to get ready for my first date in months. Or so I thought. I kept changing my mind on what to wear! Which perfume! Which earrings! I finally pulled myself together and decided to go dark. Black jeans tucked into knee high, leather boots, Navy Blue cuddle weather, knit cashmere turtleneck and a dark gray faux-fur bucket hat that looked so cute. With a knee length leather coat to ward off the Winter cold cinched at my waist, I was on the steps outside my building at 8 PM on the dot.

Greg wasn't there. I looked at my watch with a frown. 8:01... I decided to give the asshole fifteen minutes. 8:15... I was still standing on the sidewalk. I was cold and pissed! I clumped up the steps and was just opening the door to enter the lobby when I heard Greg shouting my name as ...
    ... he ran towards me.

I let go of the door handle. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," Greg breathlessly began as soon as he was at the base of the steps. "I'm sorry I'm late. What can I do to make up for it?"

I considered the question. "Hot chocolate."

"What?"

"Hot... Chocolate... I'm cold and want hot chocolate."

"Okay. I can do that! I can get milk and chocolate..." Greg stopped. The small, family-owned corner market was already closed. He was trying to think of another market that was still open. "Umm..."

"You coulddo all that and Imight have hot chocolate in an hour," I sighed as I came down the steps to stand next to Greg. "Or you can walk me to the Coffee Clutch and buy me one now." Which was what happened.

While waiting for our drinks to be made, Greg explained why he'd been late. He'd had a late meeting with his class counselor. He'd missed the subway from college and had had to wait for the next. With our drinks, I led Greg to my favorite table. It was far away from the cold drafts wafting in from the doors as customers entered and exited the store and it was close to the bread display. There was always a delicious yeasty smell.

As I took my coat off and draped it over a chair, I sensed Greg's sudden interest. Up to now, he'd only seen me in a thick jacket or coat. While my trim legs and ass cheeks in tight jeans had hinted that the rest of me would be 'nice' also, now my slender waist and large breasts could be seen for the first time. I pretended not to ...
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