I didn’t realise I was doing it but my foot tapped anxiously under the table. I was wondering if she were ever going to make her presence known. She was supposed to meet us at one, and it was now five minutes after. It wasn’t a good sign on first impressions.
I was about to ask Stella if she knew when she was arriving when she spoke, “Ah, there she is.”
I turned seeking her out, but my breath caught when all I saw was this beautiful young woman striding toward the restaurant. The image of her burned in my mind as I couldn’t stop myself from staring. In all my thirty-two years, I had never come across anyone so perfect.
I watched as she virtually danced along the sidewalk. She was tall with long silky blonde hair, and legs that went on forever. Another image then flashed before my eyes of those same legs wrapped around me. My cock twitched at the thought.
Shit, what’s wrong with me?
I felt a loss, as I couldn’t see her eyes and wanted so desperately to look into them. They were hiding behind a pair of sunglasses and I had this sudden urge to stop her in her tracks and gently lift them away from her face. I so wanted to see the beauty behind them.
She wore a knee length pencil skirt, which only accentuated her beautifully rounded hips. The tight fitting polar neck top she was wearing curved around her phenomenal breasts. They were just aching to be touched, aching to be caressed. This girl was the most beautiful creature I have ever seen in my life. She seemed to evoke reactions from me I never thought I ever had in me before.
Sudden hunger erupted within me to touch her. She absent-mindedly placed her finger on her lips moving it back and forth like she was in deep thought. My cock came to life again just on that one tiny movement. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. What the fuck is wrong with me?
I noticed very quickly that I wasn’t the only one immune to her beauty. Other men were admiring her presence and the reaction to it shocked and frightened the hell out of me. A rise of anger burned in my stomach and a voice I didn’t recognise suddenly boiled to the surface, shocking me to my very core.
Mine!
I almost turned my head away wondering where this voice had come from, before realising it was my own.
Fuck me, Bennett. Get a fucking grip. It’s only a girl and not only that she looks about ten years younger than you.
I couldn’t behave like this, but at the same time I couldn’t look away. I was just enveloped in her and only her. Even when I tried to avert my eyes they just sought after her again.
The butterflies I didn’t realise I had, suddenly grew bigger as she came nearer to our table. My hands started to ache once I realised I had been gripping on to the edge of the table like my life depended on it. She glanced in my direction and my chest constricted at the sight. It was then I notice that Stella is waving at her, and she is waving back.
Shit no, this can’t be. Please tell me that’s not her? Shit, that’s Stella’s daughter, Ana.
Now I’m well and truly fucked!