1. Reunion


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: samuelle, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    insecurity resurfaced, I desperately wanted to turn and run, but with courage summoned from somewhere deep inside, I moved to nearest bar. I stood in line scanning the room for someone, anyone I knew. No one looked the same and since no one was immediately recognizable, I stood quietly in line just trying to blend in. After a ten minute wait for a drink, I turned with my scotch in hand and headed toward a wall where I could stand and continue to scan the crowd for someone I knew when I felt the touch of a hand on the back of my arm. It was so soft it barely registered. I turned to see a man I immediately recognized as Sam before his voice queried; “Hanna?” Unable to think of anything original, I simply blurted out his name, “Sam.” His smile allowed the awkwardness of the moment to fade quickly as he asked if I would like to sit and talk. “Great” was all I could manage to say. We moved to an unoccupied table close to the wall and sat down. Naturally, the conversation began with the standard “what are you doing now?” question. While I was answering I was wondering how in the world he recognized me. I certainly knew who he was in high school but nothing that happened in high school led me to believe that he knew who I was or that I even existed. Sam was one of the cool kids, a basketball and baseball varsity athlete all four years and the hunk that every girl in school lusted after and many gave up their virginity for. Now at my age he was even more gorgeous. His brown hair was ...
    closely cropped, his brown eyes twinkled and his tailored dark blue pinstripe suit accentuated his trim six-foot, five-inch frame. The next couple of hours flew by; the conversation flowing effortlessly as we caught up and connected in a way I hadn’t expected as if no one else was in the room. When the ballroom lights began to flash indicating the event was over Sam suggested we walk to the brew pub next door for a bite to eat. In addition to being hungry, I was somewhat tipsy and not wanting the evening to end so I eagerly accepted. I held his folded arm as we walked through the lobby and next door. It felt so natural and he was a perfect gentleman. I was being seduced by his wit and charm. Over the next three hours we ate and drank even more. I interjected sexual innuendo into the conversation multiple times in the hope it would lead to something later. He would always smile but never respond directly to my overt sexual comments. This only heightened my desire for him. I found myself fantasizing more and more about being intimate with him. It was in during one of those moments that he announced that it had been a long day and he needed to get some sleep before asking if I was ready to go. What could I say? I didn’t want the evening to end but I didn’t really have a choice. We strolled back to the hotel my arm wrapped around his and my head tilted on his shoulder. It felt comfortable and right but I was frustrated at not being able to gauge whether he shared my feelings. As ...
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