You are sat inside the pub, I catch your eye from across the bar as you out with the girls doing lunch. As you sip on your drink as I come up to order food I make sure I slide beside you, the bar isn’t busy but your eyes were to much to not ignore.
As I give out my table number, you take the risk and say ‘is that the only number you are giving out today?’ I slip you my number and walk away with a smile.
I eat, struggling to keep my eyes off you, your slim figure with tight, round arse shown off perfectly in your tight jeans, your hour glass figure shown off perfectly as you gaze over your shoulder to make sure I’m still checking you out.
I leave, but I text you, ‘do you want to play a game?’ You reply simply with ‘…?’
‘I’ve left a bag, it’s a pink paper bag, follow the instructions inside and the game will begin, it’s like adult hide a seek’
You win, I treat you to whatever you want, I win, you treat me.