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shower. I finished the hot shower by getting myself off; the mind-image was of Bries freckled cleavage and I dont fucking know why.
"A slight change of plans, Lynn" I heard the voice say into my ear when I answered the phone; realizing it was Bries voice, my heart sank a bit thinking she was cancelling our dinner. But that wasnt it at all.
It was nine in the morning and I was still in bed, awake the last half-hour trying to figure out why I masturbated, last night, thinking of Bries boobs and Damnit if I didnt do it again, just finishing when the phone rang.
"Theres an art-walk going on downtown that Id like to see and was wondering if youd like to join me," she explained. Sounded good to me, I told her, and made arrangements to pick her up in front of her building at noon. Hanging up, I decided that I had to boogie-boogie to make it on time.
I did.
The downtown art walk was actually held inside of the dozens of inter-building walkways that connected virtually all of the business center of downtown. It was winter and too damned cold to be held outside but thankfully these pedestrian tubes made walking downtown, in the winter, an indoor exercise. I used a parking garage near the start of the art walk and we had a lovely afternoon, getting to know each other better, sharing laughs and a couple of glasses of wine along the tour route. Toward the end of the walking show, Brie put her arm through mine and asked if I was ready to head back to her place. Turning my head when I said that I was, she smiled and fucking kissed me on the lips, a short, kiss but one that kept my lips on fire during the ride back to her place.
What the hell was going on with me, I thought, as we rode to her place, both lost in our thoughts. Why did this woman fascinate me so much? Ive never been that way with a female in my life; that time in college with my suitemate didnt count since we were both drunk and all we did was kiss a bit. Okay, maybe a bit of fondling also, but we were both drunk, for Gods sake!
Ushering me into her spacious loft, Brie tossed her coat onto a chair near the door and I followed suit. I wore slacks with a matching sweater that complimented my 34Cs very well. I did notice her take note of that fact when my coat came off, and for reasons unknown to me then, I felt a bit glad that she liked what she saw.
Her living spaces were tastefully and artfully laid out; her sleeping space in a corner of the loft was very large, elevated about eight feet from the main floor on large, wooden upright beams; there was still another ten feet or so to the top of the loft on top of her
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sleeping space. The space underneath her bedroom was her office/computer space. Her bedroom was completely open and included a large, walk-in closet and a small bathroom. The shower and other bathroom were downstairs on the main level. In the farthest corner from her main entry door sat a hot tub on a small riser platform, the corners being windows, floor to ceiling with drawable drapery now pulled to the sides, letting daylight into the room. She had plenty of floor to ceiling windows and her place was flooded with what sunlight there was on this cold, wintery day.
"What can I do to help with dinner," I asked as I followed into her kitchen area. "You can open and pour us some wine, if youd like," she said, "Ive prepared everything already and all I have to do is let the oven do the work." And so I did as asked, while she busied herself doing her thing with dinner. Both of our chores done, she toasted me with a clink of our glasses, and we headed for the conversation pit/living room/TV room area of her loft.
She stopped at a curio cabinet and opening a bottom drawer, she brought out a handsomely carved wooden box, bringing it with her to join me on the couch. As we chatted, comfortably by this point I might add, she nimbly cleaned and rolled a fat joint. Finished with that one, she began a smaller joint explaining that the big boy was for after dinner, the small one she said, lighting it and taking a hit, was for now, handing it to me.
Savoring its pungy taste and odor as I drew it deep into my lungs, all I could say as I handed it back to her was "Wow!" She smiled, and nodded her acceptance of my compliment of her herb.
We sipped wine, finished the wee boy, the combination of wine and herb, mellowing us very nicely, thank you very fucking much. The oven dinged, we set the table and enjoyed a leisurely dinner, filling but not too much so. I ignored her protests and helped her clean away our dishes and such, and in a half-hour or so, we were done, the dishwasher turned on and put to work now.
Night had fallen and from her top-floor loft we looked upon the city lights, bright and numerous below us. There were taller buildings in the city, of course, but not near her loft; her building was the tallest around for several blocks by a couple of stories. The view was spectacular and mesmerizing and I told her so.
"Thanks, it wasnt cheap, but Im worth it," mockingly, and leaning into me for support. I leaned back, finding the feel of her breast against my arm, I dont know, comforting?
Her arm came around my shoulder, holding me to her. I stiffened for a millisecond but her breast pressing hard against my arm helped me relax. I dont know why. Right about then, my head was so full
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