After reviewing all the finalists, Tina decided Frank was the one she wanted to meet, and I gave her the go-ahead for a phone call. She reported that ...e was a real gentleman, polite and polished. What she didn’t say, at least with words, was that she was getting wet just thinking about meeting him. At my urging, she set up a meet-and-greet that weekend at a local watering hole, a nice place but off the beaten path. Frank obviously wanted a place where they wouldn’t be recognized. Tina and I got. She was beautiful with natural strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes. She danced to enthusiastically behind amongst the large crowd and strategically yet discreetly let her hands slide over me. When we faced each other, she smiled and whispered to me, “Meet me in the powder room.”She wore a fuchsia wrap dress with long sleeves and a deep V neck revealing just enough cleavage and falling over her hips just barely covering her ass. She watched me from the mirror approaching her from behind,. We parted enough for me to pull her shirt over her head (I was in no mood to deal with the buttons), her skin was pale and beautifully smooth to the touch, her bra was all that now stood between me and her delightful looking breasts, cupping them in my hands I gently massaged them through her bra feeling her hard nipples in the palms of my hands. Denise reached behind and unclasped her bra allowing me to remove it. Her breasts were not small or huge but perfectly sized and he nipples hard and. "No thanks Sir. This one is plenty for now." I tried to give him my sweetest smile. He just laughed and shook his head. Cheekiness aside, I knew what was at stake, so as I sipped my coffee I walked over and poured him a fresh cup, and delivered it with a kiss. He smiled up at me, and I could see the love and happiness in his eyes, and it made me want to break out into song like a heroine in a Disney movie. Jesus. I'm totally head over heels for this guy, and then it hit me: He's The One. He's.