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I hadn't spoken to her since our law school reunion. We had briefly dated during our first year, but the work load got in the way. She met her future husband during our second year and we drifted apart.
You can imagine I was a little surprised to get her call last night, inviting me to dinner. We both live in New York, where I run the litigation department of a large law firm.
We went to Cipriani and it was like old times. We had a few bellinis to start, we split a bottle of wine, and had after dinner drinks. We were feeling pretty good. The conversation flowed, she was quite flirty, and she looked great. Also, Cipriani is such a power scene and everyone was stopping by to say hi to her. I was a little flattered to be with her.
Afterwards, she invited me back to her apartment for a nightcap. As we strolled up 5th avenue hand in hand, I wondered what was going on with her husband. One we got to her place, it was clear she was on a mission.
As the door closed behind us, she slipped her arm around my neck and pulled me close. The tension that had been building came pouring out in a passionate kiss that was as much about our wandering hands as our exploring tongues. We went to the bedroom.
You can imagine I was a little surprised to get her call last night, inviting me to dinner. We both live in New York, where I run the litigation department of a large law firm.
We went to Cipriani and it was like old times. We had a few bellinis to start, we split a bottle of wine, and had after dinner drinks. We were feeling pretty good. The conversation flowed, she was quite flirty, and she looked great. Also, Cipriani is such a power scene and everyone was stopping by to say hi to her. I was a little flattered to be with her.
Afterwards, she invited me back to her apartment for a nightcap. As we strolled up 5th avenue hand in hand, I wondered what was going on with her husband. One we got to her place, it was clear she was on a mission.
As the door closed behind us, she slipped her arm around my neck and pulled me close. The tension that had been building came pouring out in a passionate kiss that was as much about our wandering hands as our exploring tongues. We went to the bedroom.