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those attached connotations and she certainly
did not want him to take fright and return to his friends at the bar. In truth,
she was starting to enjoy herself and, as the evening wore on into the early
morning and the more they chatted, the more her enjoyment levels increased.
     
    In fact, now that her initial
nervousness had momentarily ceased, she realised that her first instincts from
the restaurant, were spot on. She found Peter Jarvis hugely attractive and it
was making her feel surprisingly good to be with him. She stared intently at
him as he talked, becoming fixated by the little row of wrinkles at the corner
of his eyes. And his eyes! A marvellous mixture of brown and green, that
remained fixed on her almost the whole time. His stare was drilling right into
her and every now and again he leant forward and touched her forearm or elbow.
These movements were not done in a lusting or aggressive way, but more to
emphasize a point or expression. Every time their skin touched, it was as if a
small electric shock was shooting around her body and, to her consternation,
she felt herself starting to become aroused. It was a subtle feeling to begin
with, just a few gentle waves cascading around her body and ending in a
delightful throb between her legs.
     
    “Katie, are you OK?” were the
next words that registered as she shook herself back to reality.
     
    “Of course.” Katie responded
quickly leaning forward to take another sip of brandy. “Why on earth shouldn't
I be?”
     
    “I don't know. It was as if
you weren't here anymore. Would you like me to go?” Peter replied.
     
    “Oh no, I'm fine, really.”
Katie looked at him and smiled, gently reaching out to touch his hand. As she
did so, their eyes locked and a silent message seemed to fly between them.
     
    Peter nodded, paused as if
making up his mind about something, and then said, in a lower tone.
     
    “Would you like to come up to
my room for another drink?”
     
    There, it was out in the
open. A clear invitation to take things further.
     
    Katie was momentarily
speechless. The normal Katie, the sensible one who had diligently worked hard
at school, got good grades, went to university and now had a good job that paid
well, would have said “fuck off” because to issue such a blatant invitation so
soon after meeting showed that this man was extremely arrogant and was
obviously used to girls falling at his feet and subsequently disrobing,
probably fairly quickly. He probably had a bet on with his friends at the bar
to see how quickly he could get into her knickers! These were the men that
Katie normally steered well clear of and actively hated.
     
    But, then there was the headstrong
Katie, the Katie who got into trouble aged six whilst swimming across the local
reservoir near her home and had to be rescued. The Katie who all too regularly
stayed out late with her friends in her teens and failed to tell her parents
and the girl who, on a whim, packed her bags and went to the Middle East to
work at an orphanage in her gap year. This Katie found herself unwittingly attracted
to the man sitting next to her - her boss of all people! With the combination
of the drink, the environment and culmination of her heavy work week, she found
herself unbelievably saying yes, that would be very nice thank you.
     
    She purposefully avoided the
looks of the people left drinking at the bar as she felt his arm steer her out
of the room and towards the lifts. As the doors slid behind them, Katie felt
his hand slip around hers. Nothing was spoken and. at that moment, it did not
matter that she had only set eyes on this man a few hours previously or that
she just did not DO one night stands. All these potential thoughts were
obliterated by feel of her pounding blood as it raced around her body. It felt
as though her skin was on fire and her senses seemed to be heightened to levels
she had never encountered before. Despite her years and relative experience, no
one had ever