I like romance novels, yeah, sissy books. I'm trying to get that novel out that's been waiting to be written. This is actually the beginning of a second one I thought about writing. I'll share the first one another time, it's still a work in progress. This one is not fully explicit, at least not yet!
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Chapter One (incomplete - a work in progress)
“There he was again,” Monique thought to herself, and he was watching her. She pretended she couldn’t see him. Her eyes quickly looked away, her long lashes disguising her look of interest. She sat still not daring to breathe as he passed close to her table. The Lunch Room was very crowded today.
“Whew!” She thought to herself when he had moved passed her. Her back was to him so she couldn’t see where he was seated. She kept her head down and continued to eat her lunch. She really hated to eat by herself. Her friend and co-worker Connie couldn’t join her today because she went to lunch with Tom who worked in Accounting. She didn’t want to say anything to Connie but she saw no future with Tom. He was too much of a playboy. But she won’t interfere she said to herself.
Monique felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up. She held her breath. “He’s close to me or he’s looking right at me,” she thought. She shifted in her chair bringing her head up, and took a swift sweeping glance to the left of her. He was seated right across from her! “Oh Lord” she thought, “I’ve got to get out of here, I can’t breathe”, was her only thought.
She remembered that his name was Todd and he worked on the same floor as her. She wasn’t sure what it was that he did but she wanted to find out. She wanted to know everything about him because she felt such a mad stirring whenever he was around. Her breath quickens. “I can’t breathe”, she signaled the waitress that she was ready to go.
Monique placed a tip on the table and went to the cashier to pay the check. She stood waiting for her turn, shifting from one leg to the other restlessly.
Earlier, Todd had looked into the window of the restaurant and saw her. He smiled to himself; he wanted to go to her. He went inside, he was hungry after all. “Man this place was packed and it’s so small!” He mumbled an expletive when someone stepped on his toe, but quickly muffled it. He glanced up and he could have sworn she was checking him out! Her head was down; “whatever it was she was eating must be pretty interesting”, he thought to himself as he stared at her.
The waitress beckoned him to follow her. He was headed straight in her direction. “Maybe now would be a good time to talk to her” but he didn’t bother since she didn’t make eye contact.
He didn’t sit where the waitress seated him. He sat at the table across from her; he wanted to be close enough to inhale her scent, to look at her beautiful skin. He wanted her. His eyes followed her as she got up and walked from the table. He liked her hair. It was short, kind of a pixie-like cut. And such an interesting color. He liked red, “no that’s not red, maybe cinnamon”. “Hmmm”, he thought, “I wonder what her pubic hair looked like. It would be interesting if the hair down there was the same color as the hair on top of her head”. He felt the stirring in his loins, felt himself getting hard. “Oh no, got to think of something else, now”!
He took up the cold glass of water and took a couple of gulps. He concentrated on how it slipped down his throat, cooling his lungs. He felt himself get less anxious. “Ahhh”… he sighed.
Monique paid her bill and walked out the restaurant. She would give anything to feel those hands, his hands on her body, to feel his lips all over her. She suddenly felt very aroused. “Oh the things she could do to that man!” She sighed. “Aw well, she thought, I better get back to the office or I’m going to be late getting back!” She walked quickly humming cheerfully to herself. All she could think about was the deadline she had to meet, but what she really wanted to dwell more on were silk sheets, long legs…nope, time to dream later….
