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Who needs luck?

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I was on my third coffee by the time he walked into the café. I saw him glance around the room as he joined the queue and smile as he spotted me. He turned towards the menu board and then gave his order to the barista. All the time I watched, admiring the cut of his jeans on his firm but trim backside, the style of his shirt and the silkiness of his hair. Picking his coffee up from the counter he walked over to me and I nodded to the armchair facing mine. He placed his cup on the table.

“Great to see you Sue” he said leaning down to lightly kiss my cheek. The aroma of his aftershave heightened my already aroused senses and I felt my cunt clench slightly. “I wasn’t sure you’d still be here, I’m late this morning”.

“I was a bit late myself” I lied.

“That’s lucky” he smiled, not just with his mouth, so that I caught a glimpse of his white teeth, but with his blue eyes too. They sparkled at me and creases formed at the edges. I grinned back. “I know I was a bit casual about arrangements, but I was really hoping you would be here”

“Well it’s our lucky day then” I said “and what’s more I have nowhere else to be”.

“Nor me, I’m all yours. Let’s finish our coffees and go have some fun”. I had every intention of holding him to his word.


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