Author: mrkingtonynz

It was a warm night with a very slight breeze gently rustling the leaves above me, which all added to the atmosphere and the feeling of ‘theatre’ as I was waiting.

It was almost the anticipation of waiting for the music to come up, the curtain to rise, and the production to begin.

Slowly the door at the other end of the room opened and Rachel walked in – a long white satin gown hanging from her shoulders. It wasn’t fastened with the tie at the waist, but she was holding it closed, not from shyness, but due to the air of tease and anticipation about her.

After closing the door gently behind her – everything was done in a slow, fluid motion, like she was moving through honey – she walked to the window, raised her arms and stretched, tilting her head back and allowing her robe to fall open at the front. She seemed taller than I remembered, and more lithe and athletic, and this was reinforced by the hint of naked body I saw beneath her robe – a surprisingly taut stomach, wonderfully curvy breasts (from what I could see, even larger than I had suspected), and not a hint of body her where her stomach met her thighs. Read more »

The intervening weeks went by fairly quickly.

My new job required a fair bit of intense focus to make sure I was doing it properly, so I didn’t have a lot of time to think about too much else too deeply….but the idea of catching up with Rachel again was constantly floating around in the back of my mind.

We stayed in touch very loosely during that time – nothing more than a “Hey, how’s it going?” but when it came time to head back to her city for the expo, I made sure I messaged her to check it she was still good for our ‘date’.

*“Hi Rachel, still on for tomorrow? I am heading up there tonight so I’m ready for an early start tomorrow, but won’t be leaving until sometime Saturday – no use getting up early if I don’t have to.”*

Her reply took a little while, but I assumed she was working.

*“Oh, you’re coming up tonight? If I had known, we could have organised something tonight as well. Never mind.*
*Where are you staying? And where are we going for dinner tomorrow?”* Read more »

I was at one of ‘those’ dinners…the ones where a whole bunch of people come together after a conference and talk about, well, all sorts of crap really.

Those who are further up the managerial chain all get together and discuss the state of the world, while the rest of us – who barely know each other – make small talk until the alcohol kicks in and everyone starts to relax a bit more/

As it happened for me, I was my company’s only representative and, being fairly new to the industry, I didn’t know too many people that well. However, as the night wore on and people started to leave, or cluster in their groups to organise their next stop during the evening, I looked across the room and caught the eye of a woman – Rachel – who had done some contract work for me in the past. She looked as lost as I did, so it was a great excuse to go over and chat to her.

She was as pleased to have someone to chat to as I was, so we refilled our glasses at the bar, grabbed a seat and talked about all sorts of things related to work, people we knew, life in general while we continued to drink the free alcohol that was provided. Read more »