1. Taking Chances


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    am.” She stopped and turned to face him. “Nice meeting you, Tom. Welcome to the neighborhood. Maybe I will see you again in the park.” Standing in front of the revolving door of the Warwick Building with people going in and out, he nodded. “Perhaps, you will. I hope we meet again. That would be nice.” “Well, I’d better get back to work. I’m already ten minutes late.” She turned and looked at the revolving door then back at Tom. “Well, we can’t be late for work, can we?” He smiled at her and she sensed his teasing. “Right, I’m never late and they’re going to wonder what happened to me. They would never suspect I was late because I was throwing leaves in the air.” “We should do that more often,” he said, a slight smile on his lips. “Maybe we should. I’d like that.” She smiled and looked into his eyes then suddenly realized she was actually flirting with him. “Well, I better get going,” she said, after an awkward silence. “What time do you finish work?” Tom asked. “Four-thirty,” she answered, surprised at his question, but sensed a mutual interest growing. “Why?” “Well, please don’t take this the wrong way, but I think we should have a cup of coffee together, or better yet, a glass of wine at that little café up the street.” “You do, do you?” she responded with a slight smile, enjoying being playful. “Yes, I think we should, why not?” “I can think of a lot of reasons why not, but I think I would like that,” Catherine answered and laughed, surprised at herself. She remembered ...
    that Martin was going to be working late that night and she would be having dinner alone. “Good.” He nodded. “I’ll meet you at the café when you get out of work. You will recognize me. I’ll be the white-haired guy writing in his notebook.” “Okay, Tom. I’ll be there, but don’t you get any ideas. I’m a happily married woman.” “And I’m a happily unmarried man and have no desire to complicate my simple, quiet life. It’s just a cup of coffee, or possibly a glass of wine, no expectations.” “Good. No expectations.” She quickly walked away, then turned around and waved goodbye as she pushed the revolving door and disappeared into the building. While working, she felt energized and especially cheerful when she answered the phone. “Hello, Bronson and McGee Law Office.” It was her job to answer questions, take care of what she could on the phone before deciding whether the caller should speak to Mr. Bronson or Mr. McGee. She was their girl-Friday, and she loved being efficient, any information her bosses needed right at her fingertips. Two other young women worked in the office, and she always checked over their work before bringing it to Mr. Bronson or Mr. McGee for their signatures or approval. Both Gloria and Valerie were good workers and they all got along well. They often asked Catherine for her advice on various issues, mostly about men they were dating. She envied their slim bodies, the short skirts they could wear—tight but not too tight, just on this edge of appropriate. Catherine ...
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