She met me at the door, wearing a pair of leather sandals. Very sexy on her dainty, slender feet. I figured her for a size seven foot. Her toes were painted pink.
Her short black skirt was midway up her thighs.
She had on a tight, silk blouse that barely held back her well rounded breasts. I was immediately in lust. The maitre'd showed us our table, in the back, in the corner. It was dark and secluded. He knew what I wanted. He smiled when I slipped him something extra. I held her chair out, so she could be seated. As she lowered herself into her chair, she gave me a wink. You know. One of THOSE winks. I knew then the night was going to be special...