Late Night Calls - Part 4/4 - Sex Stories

Late Night Calls - Part 4/4

... mine.”

Reluctantly I let go of his hand, noticing that his grip lingered a second longer.

He addressed Nelson again, “Please I didn’t mean to interrupt, I won’t take you away from such pleasant company.”

I heard the concierge snicker. “Well, I can have that company any time since our offices are quite close to each other.”

“Miss O’Riordan may I leave you to your coffee?”

Having used all my composure to keep upright I simply nodded and smiled. When I heard them turn and leave, I also turned and stuck out my hand to find the back of my chair. Feeling my way, I sat back down again, not trusting my knees to support me any longer.

A wry grin on my lips.

I felt someone approach and heard a cup and saucer being placed in front of me.

“Now I know, you’re faking it!”

There was distinct amusement in Katrinas' voice. She would open the bar soon and had served our drinks earlier.

Inhaling the aroma, I nodded. “Faking what? Thanks for the coffee but I think the other cup should at least be half full.”

“Yes, and completely cold.” She laughed. “You can’t tell me you didn’t fully see him. You looked directly into his eyes.”

I laughed. “Usually, it’s enough to look in the direction the voice comes from and hope for the best.”

“He has no clue you’re blind.”

“Yepp and I reckon the moment he finds out he is flabbergasted and starts waving his hand in front of my face.” I snickered.

I had heard those words often over the years. “But you don’t look ...

... blind!”

No, I don’t. Mainly because I don’t wear sunglasses, since light actually helps me see a little bit, I appreciate bright rooms and high contrast. I also try to look directly at people when they talk to me.

I shook my head. Lifting my watch to my ear I tapped the display and the voice announced that I was already running late. I turned my head to where I assumed Katrina was still standing. “I should get behind my desk.”

“Want me to take you there?”

Her voice came from behind the bar, opposite where I had assumed her to be.

Well, you can’t win ‘em all. “Thanks, but I’ll manage.”

I got up and sighed, I had not even sipped the fresh hot coffee.

Katrina had noticed. “Go ahead. I will bring your coffee in a second.”

“You’re a gem!” Unfolding my cane, I made my way down the hallway towards my office.

Back behind my desk, I needed a moment to myself. I waited till Katrina had brought my coffee and the door had closed behind her till I finally exhaled deeply.

That brief encounter! But still such an impact.

I had to admit to myself I knew nothing about that man. I knew his voice, had a vague idea of what he looked like, due to some friend’s descriptions. But I had no clue about the person.

I know, for an easy fling there was no need for a character study. But I had to admit, it scared me that I reacted so violently to just a voice and totally disregarded the person behind it.

And I had to admit that this encounter had now swung me completely ...