..typical secretary look and with glasses too. High heels,stockings and a nice slim skirt to show off her figure and also a white shirt and boy was sh... looking hot..i wanted to have her right there and then.I said "why dont you dress like that for me?" she said I dont know to be honest,Do i look alright?" "alright i said" "wow super sexy "she said "he will be here in 10 minutes" i was excited as hell my heart was racing and i couldnt believe we was doing this..i said "whats the plans then?" she. He was suddenly worried that she might take offense at his small streak of chauvinism. ‘No, I don’t mind,’ she said, just as softly. God, she thought, I have described my genitalia to him, why do I feel so shy NOW? Dinner came in three courses, her favorites, as he’d garnered from previous conversations. It began with an antipasto of tomatoes and buffalo mozzarella with basil and balsamic vinegar, followed by spaghetti Bolognese, and finished with cannolli and espresso. Simple and delicious,. It wasn't really in my limited budget anyway.The local grocery stayed opened fairly late, so I got a sandwich for my dinner and a screw-top bottle of wine to wash it down it (nasty stuff!) and settled in on a park bench to wait for morning to see if I could find some work anywhere. Like most small towns everywhere, the old part of town shuts down right at dark and I didn't seen anyone for hours.I had my dinner, and spread out my sleeping bag on the grass near the spire. I figured sooner or. "Dave nodded, and helped Jennifer regain her balance. Jen opened the rear car door and Dave and Jennifer climbed in. Then Jen slid behind the driver's seat and looked back at her passengers in the mirror."Dinner?" she said.Jennifer, still somewhat flushed, nodded. "Yes," she said, "but I'm going to have something while you drive, okay?"Jen laughed. "I certainly would." She fired up the engine and drove toward the garage exit.Jennifer reached for Dave's belt. He smiled and helped her undo his.