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Mary Lee, part 1  

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2/23/2019 9:56 pm
Mary Lee, part 1


Mary... I had two encounters with her. This is the first one

I'd been in a meeting one day that she'd been in and our eyes met a couple of times. I think I may have blushed both times. I was a little 23 year old, she was probably ten or twelve years my senior. She probably got a kick out of what she did in that meeting. That night I was bored watching TV and was aching for some company. I'm not one to make "cold calls" or "booty calls" though. I needed to have an excuse. It did not take me long to think of one, and I found the company directory and made the call.

"Hello?"
"Hi, Mary. It's John, from work."
"Well, hey!"
"I'm kind of surprised you're home."
"Oh, I'm really kind of a home body. I'll go out to happy hour and I like going to your softball games, but otherwise I stay home with my cats and read."
"Again surprised."
"Why is that?"
"Guess I thought your dance card would be pretty full, being an attractive woman."
"Well, thank you! And I could say the same about you, you're young and good looking, you should be out getting in some trouble. What are you doing at home?"
I'm sure I blushed again "Nothing, but I do have a favor to ask."
"OK, shoot."
"Do you have a vacuum cleaner I could borrow? I was re-potting a plant and made a pretty big mess."
"You don't have a vacuum? Well, of course you don't. A single guy just getting set up in his own place. Sure, do you want me to bring it over?"
"Oh, no, I can come get it. If you don't mind. Or I can get it from you tomorrow if it's too late."
"By all means you can get it from me tonight." I was hoping that last thing she said meant what I think it meant.
I got directions to her apartment, told her I would be there in 30 minutes, brushed my teeth, and made my way over.
I remember when she opened her apartment door. She was holding her cat, wearing faded jeans, barefoot, toenails painted bright red, and a green halter top. She looked much different than in a business suit. I didn't realize how sexily curvy she actually was. My heart beat a little faster. She invited me in. She was listening to the Chariots of Fire soundtrack.
"Would you like a glass of wine?" This was encouraging news to me. I felt maybe I wasn't there just to pick up a vacuum cleaner that I really didn't need.
She brought me a glass of white wine. We clinked our glasses together. "Cheers!" she said. I smiled, and it probably looked like a goofy or awkward smile. For some reason I felt like a in front of this classy woman. But come to think of it I was only four years past my teens, so I guess there was a reason. She may have sensed some nervousness.
"Do you play backgammon?"
"I'm not terribly good at it. I have a system that doesn't work often, but I like the game."
She got out her game set and laid it out on the carpeted floor. I sat indian-style on my end. She lay down on her side, resting on an elbow. We played and sipped wine. She won the first game. I demanded a rematch. She said ok, but first asked if she could excuse herself. "It's your place," I said. What a dumb thing to say, I thought.

I sat alone, uncomfortable. Her cat sidled up beside me, purring. I'm not a cat person. I dutifully petted it anyway. After what seemed like eons, she came back into the living room with the wine bottle. She had changed clothes and my first glimpse of her gave me a stiff cock. She was wearing a full length ivory nightgown. It was cut very low in the middle to expose her cleavage. It was sleeveless. It was spectacular. My mouth might have been wide open gazing at her.
"It was getting late, so I thought I'd get ready for bed."
"Oh, it IS getting late, isn't it. Should I go?"
"Do you want to go?"
"Um, no. Not at all."
"Then don't go."
We played another game. I didn't try to win. I just tried to keep capturing her pieces to make the game last as long as I possibly could. I drank my wine far too fast. She filled my glass again. My heart was racing. I finished the glass, we finished the bottle. I was close to winning but couldn't roll the right numbers at the end and she won again. I found myself with a dry mouth, and asked if I could go to the kitchen for some water.
"Sure. There's a water dispenser built into the fridge."
I filled up my wine glass and turned around. She was standing in the doorway.
"I'm really glad you called. I've been crushing on you since you came to work for us."
"No way." I'm sure I blushed again.
"Oh my God, look at you." She brushed my long bangs from my face. "You're tall, thin, young, make good money. All the girls at the office want a piece of you. We were really sad to learn you're engaged."
"I'm not married though."
"You know it wouldn't matter if you were."
I set my water down on the counter. I think I had enough positive signs that I could move. I took her in my arms. I leaned down to kiss her on the forehead, she thought I was going for her lips and leaned up, another awkward move for Your Hero. I ended up kissing her nose. I quickly recovered and gave her a slow kiss on the lips. Her lips were smooth, she had applied gloss when she changed clothes. They tasted like cherry. I was overwhelmed by the moment. I was really thankful it was her, playing it cool, slowing me down. We stood there, kissing, for minutes upon minutes. I think she sensed she was going to need to<b> take the lead.
</font></b>"Come with me," she coaxed. She took me by the hand and led me back to the bedroom. It was lit with candles on the nightstand and on the dresser. She must have done this also when she was putting on the nightgown. The scene was a total turn-on for me.

TBC

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