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When I started to write this memoir I had thought to make it simple, functional and brief, concentrating on the physical interactions between Sarah and I.
However as I usually find, when I write, it opens my memories, and the details of the contributing events become as important to me as the main events themselves, leading me, in this particular instance leading in the future to writing about the recollections of my liaisons with another three girls.
If men are reading my work, I expect most will scan through until they reach the more carnal and titillating descriptions of the physical activity between we two girls, but I hope that women and girls will read the events that lead up to those encounters, and understand the deep emotional build up that occurs when we indulge our lust.
However in reality, feelings and emotions are just ephemeral things, all in all it's just sex, though I write of the sweetness of desire, the passion of our lust, the carnal satisfaction of each other's bodies, it's still just sex, though I speak fervently of it, love, to me is just a four letter word.
I hope some of you like what I write, it's helping me discover my inner self and understand why I'm so sexually adventurous, but if some of you don't like it, or more likely find it boring, as I've said often before, I'm sorry, and I'll try harder the next time I write.
It was a quiet Tuesday morning, and I was working on the monthly returns for my business, they had to be submitted to our accounts department by Friday, but it was pleasant to note that we were doing well, even if it was mostly from referrals that my father had pushed our way.
My colleagues were working on their individual case loads, Becky in particular was clearing a lot of the conveyancing accounts, and was busy submitting invoices for those which had been completed, Claire was researching legal precedents for a a case commissioned to us by the solicitors from prominent chambers in the city, and Caroline was in a meeting with a client who had engaged her to handle her divorce.
At around 11:00 am, I received a text from my best friend Sarah, who was currently working close by in a high class travel agency, asking me to call her, I dialled her number and she answered almost immediately.
"Hi Miche, how are you?"
"I'm fine, just doing the day to day stuff."
"It's ages since we've seen each other, can we meet up for lunch today?"
"Sounds good, what time?"
"1:00 pm, at Anita's?"
"I'll be there, can't wait, it'll be nice to catch up."
"Great, see you there then, bye."
"Bye."
I put my phone down, checked the time, and carried on with my figures, though now finding it difficult to concentrate as I was looking forward to seeing Sarah again.
Lunchtime arrived, though I thought it never would, I cleared my work away and stepped out into the reception area, Mary, my receptionist was in the process of preparing the agenda for the staff progress meeting that afternoon.
I stopped by her desk.
"I'm just off to lunch Mary, I'm not going far, but if anything crops up I have my mobile with me."
"That's fine Michelle, thanks for letting me know, unless it's really important I'll take messages and numbers for you."
"Thanks Mary, I'll be back by 2:00 pm."
"Have a nice lunch, see you later."
"Thanks Mary, bye."
My offices are on the top floor, using the lift I went down to the ground floor and walked across the foyer to the main door, stopping by the building receptionists desk, and she logged me out as I left.
A brisk walk took me down the high street and in a few minutes I was approaching Anita's cafe, Sarah was already there and waiting for me, standing with her was a tall dark haired girl, she was slim, elegant, good figure and shapely long legs, she was very well dressed.
As I drew close to them I saw she was stunningly beautiful, pale skin, lovely brown eyes, with full lips, she looked at me languidly and held my gaze, I felt my heart skip a beat as I noticed a sultry fire in her glance.
Sarah and I hugged, we're neither of us fond of PDA's, but it was comforting to feel her close to me, her warmth and presence was so welcome, and the familiarity of her voice as she spoke was so soothing.
She turned to the other girl, who was watching us with interest, and introduced us.
"Gianna, this is my best friend Michelle, we've known each other since we were children. Michelle, this is Gianna, she's from the central office and working at my branch for a few weeks."
"How do you do Gianna, what a lovely name."
Gianna, paused briefly, we shook hands, and as we let go of each others, she softly stroked her middle finger across the centre of my palm.
"I'm pleased to meet you Michelle, it's always nice to meet Sarah's friends, and you are even prettier than she described you."
I detected a hint of accent when she spoke, which made her all the more attractive and alluring.
"Thank you, are you joining us for lunch?"
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"I'd enjoy that, I'll leave it to Sarah and you to arrange, just let me know when."
"Do you work near here?"
"Yes, just up the high street, the red brick office building by the cross roads, Ellenton House,
it's just a few minutes away."
"Oh, you mean 'the towers'?"
I laughed at the shortened version of the nickname the locals gave the office block, it was occupied by successful female led businesses, and staffed predominantly by women.
"Yes, that's us, and despite the nickname it's a very nice place to work as well."
"I'll tie up with Sarah later today and we'll send you a couple of dates, hopefully soon, because I'm only here for a short while, helping out for absence and holidays, you know the sort of thing."
Gianna's aunt had spotted her and was waving frantically, so we went inside and she parted from us to join her at the table, her aunt was also a striking looking woman, I could see the family resemblance between them as they greeted each other and sat together.
We went to the small podium where Anita was waiting for us.
"Sarah, Michelle, how lovely to see you, it's such a lovely day, perhaps you'd like to sit outside in the tea garden, I have a table ready for you there?"
"Yes please." I said.
Anita was a very professional businesslike woman, and ran a very successful cafe, her lunchtime trade was busy and profitable, and always in high demand. She also provided an external catering service to local firms, buffets, lunches, and if required full service dinners for meetings, consultations or conferences.
We followed her out to our table, the garden was quite busy, all the tables were occupied with people enjoying the warmth of the lunchtime sun, but carefully shaded by the big coloured parasols, open and with the poles set into the centre of each table.
"Here's the menus, I'll come back in a few minutes to take your orders, in the meantime would you like something to drink?"
"Cherry coke for me please."
"I'll have that too please." Sarah said.
"With ice?"
"Yes please."
We were conscious of the possibility of being overheard so we were both discreet in our conversation, particularly as we were seated next to a table with four middle aged women, who were trying to look as though they weren't eavesdropping, but in doing so, made it very apparent that they were.
"She's a lovely girl, it's nice that you have some help with staffing over the holiday period."
"Yes, Gianna is staying in her parents home, not to far from here, they're over in Italy for about eighteen months managing some expansion to their business, they're wealthy like our parents, and the house here is like your dads, even down to the swimming pool."
"So she's a poor little rich girl as well then?"
"Yes, she fits our profile." Sarah laughed softly at our apparent snobbery.
Anita returned, and we ordered.
"I'll have the chicken breast sandwich, with a green salad please."
"What dressing would you like Michelle?"
"Just some light olive oil, and vinegar please."
"What would you like Sarah?"
"I'll have the gammon steak, with eggs and chips please."
"Green salad for you too?"
"Yes, but without the dressing, I'll just have some coarse sea salt on it please."
"Excellent choices, I'll just put the orders in, and it'll only be a few minutes."
Anita hurried off to the kitchen to take care of things, leaving us to carry on talking.
Sarah spoke quietly.
"How are your parents?"
"They're both fine, mum is busy at the surgery, dad is working hard, he and my brother seem to be doing well."
"Your dad gave me a call last week, he still wants me to join his firm, he thinks my skill set would fit in well with his team."
"He's probably right, and I think you'd enjoy working there, he'll offer you a great package, expense account, company car, phone, healthcare, all the trappings of success."
Sarah had graduated with a first in economics and had impressive knowledge and forecasting abilities when it came to stocks, and money in general. Dad had been trying to persuade her to work for him almost since she left university.
She had gone to work at the travel agency to have a break from studying and numbers, while she made up her mind about her future career.
"That sounds good, and it means we can have more contact as well."
"Shall I give him the news, or do you want to let him know yourself."
"We'll, you can tip him off, and I'll phone him early next week."
"He'll be pleased, HR will organise the offer and the package, and I can look over the contract for you if you like."
"Thanks Miche, I know you'll take care of my best interests."
"Of course, I know you'll be well Fikirtepe Escort Bayan (https://fikirtepe.t2bro.net/) taken care of by dad as well."
"Yes it's time for a change, I've enjoyed the travel business though, apart from the entitled rich buggers who want me to accompany them on expensive cruises, and think they get to fuck me as part of the deal."
"Sarah, don't be so crude."
"You don't know the half of it, but that's another story, did I tell you about Patricia's latest exploits?"
"No, do tell."
Our food arrived, and Sarah told me a sanitised version of our friends behaviour, and then we indulged in gossip about other people we knew, as girls do when we are together.
We finished our lunch, and took a few minutes to finish our drinks, which Anita had topped up when she brought our order to the table.
Sarah, smiled softly at me over the rim of her glass.
"Shall we go out for the evening on Friday, I know a fabulous little bistro near me, you could come over after work, and we could go from my place, it's only a short walk?"
"I'd love too, we haven't been out for ages, I could do with a nice evening for a change, mum and dad have a do at the golf club on Saturday, so I'll only be going round for lunch on Sunday instead of spending the whole weekend there."
"Can you stay the night, we can have a good old chinwag when we get back?"
"Yes, I can, it'll be nice to have a proper catch up." I said, thinking quietly that having a chinwag would be the least of what we'd be doing.
"Good, that's settled then, I'll book us a table, if you come over at around 6:00 pm we can walk over to the local pub and have a drink before we go over to the restaurant."
"I'm looking forward to that, it's nice to relax and enjoy a different social setting from time to time."
"We can dress up a bit too, and wow the town with our expensive haute couture."
"Would you like me to bring wine for later?"
"But of course, at least two bottles, something sweet and fruity."
"That takes care of me, but what about the wine?"
"Ease down Miche, or we won't be able to concentrate on our work this afternoon."
We stood up to leave, Sarah nodded and smiled at the four ladies sitting near us, one of whom blushed bright red from her throat to her forehead.
I paid the bill at the counter, giving Anita a sizeable tip, she was such a lovely lady, and she served delicious food, in a prompt and friendly manner.
"Thanks Anita, that was really nice."
"You're welcome Michelle, see you next week?"
"Yes, probably Tuesday again."
"My regards to your mum."
I caught up with Sarah at the door, she leaned into me and in a conspiratorial whisper she asked.
"Did you see that woman blushing as we left."
"Yes I did, I wonder what was bothering her."
"It was her husband who asked me to go on the cruise with him, he booked for two, and I'd asked him for his wife's details for passport clearances and visas. He said, 'she won't be coming, so put your details down,' I was stunned."
"What did you say?"
"I told him to get lost, and if he bothered me again I'd tell his wife."
"Did you?"
"I didn't need to, she phoned me that afternoon and asked if he'd tried it on with me, clearly she knew him, and he'd done it before."
"Men, they are such self centred brutes, they think they can get away with anything."
"I gave her the number of your firm, just in case she wanted to take legal advice, I think she'll call you."
"Thanks, I'll let Mary know, that'll be one for Caroline."
We paused together on the pavement, facing one another other, longing to gather and hold ourselves in the others arms, but reluctant to display such feelings in public.
We hugged, Sarah kissed me on the cheek, and with a gentle squeeze to my hip, she turned around and headed back to her office, I watched as she walked quickly away, until she reached the corner of the street, turning briefly to wave to me, then she was gone.
I turned and slowly walked towards my offices, taking my time to allow my thoughts to settle and regain an element of calm before continuing with my monthly returns.
A few seconds later I heard the sound of footsteps catching up with me, and a voice calling my name.
"Michelle, Michelle, wait a moment, please, wait for me."
I stopped and turned to see Gianna hurrying toward me.
"Why Gianna, it's lovely to speak with you again, is there something I can do for you?"
"I'm sorry to be so forward, but Sarah said you owned a legal practice?"
"Yes I do, we give both advice and representation, over a wide range of legal matters."
"Then, May I have your mobile number, just in case I need a bit of advice in the future?"
"Of course Gianna, with pleasure."
I read the number out to her, and she keyed it into her phone contacts, then called the number, cutting the call a few seconds after my phone started to ring.
"There Michelle, now you have mine too."
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I added her to my contacts, and looked up to find her watching me with smile of curiosity.
"Perhaps if I call you, we might go for a drink one evening next week, just you and I Michelle, or you could come over and spend an evening with me?"
"I'd really like that."
She stepped closer to me, looking down into my face, smiling softly, the smouldering fire still apparent on those liquid brown eyes.
"Then it's a date, I'll call you early next week, but don't tell Sarah, she might not like it."
There was no intention on my part of telling Sarah, although we weren't exclusive, and Sarah had a very active love life, for some reason she was very jealous and possessive where I was concerned, if another girl showed any interest in me, she wouldn't manifest anything to me, but could be very, very nasty to the other girl involved.
"Don't worry, of course I won't."
Gianna stepped closer to me, I caught a hint of her perfume, I thought it was either Black Opium, or some Italian scent that I hadn't come across before, either way it was perfect for her, and smelled divine.
She ran the back of her fingers over my cheek, her lips close to mine, they brushed mine like a feather floating past on a light breeze, I could feel the warm breath on my skin, jolting me with excitement.
We stood there on the pavement, two young girls, Gianna with hair dark lustrous dark hair, gleaming in the sunlight, me with my blonde hair glowing like a golden corona, it must have been a curious sight, I noticed people were looking.
"Careful Gianna, we're in public."
"Oh, who cares, don't worry about them, let them think what they will, anyway, I'm Italian and this is how we behave when we meet friends."
"I think we're going to be a bit more than friends though."
"Thank you Michelle, amore mio, amore bello, I leave you now until next week, my heart will be longing to see you, bella Michelle."
"Me too, I really can't wait to see you again."
"It's good then, so we'll be together soon, arrivederci Michelle."
"Bye Gianna."
She turned and hurried away, I continued to the office, my mind in a whirl at the suddenness of what had just happened, in a few seconds I had gone from speaking with a prospective client, to having arranged a date with heavy overtones of something more, deliciously more I might add.
Arriving at Ellenton House, I logged in with the building receptionist and walked to the lifts, using my security pass I called one down, and as I stepped in, Florence called out to me.
"Hold the lift for me please Michelle."
I pressed the door hold open button, as she rushed towards me, getting in, she sighed gratefully saying.
"Thanks Michelle, you're a lifesaver, I'm late, my business meeting went on longer than I'd planned."
Florence owned and ran the advertising and marketing agency on the second floor, she was very successful, having a number of very lucrative contracts as well as small day to day stuff. She was 35 years old, about 5'6", dark hair, cut in a very attractive bob style, hourglass figure, blue eyes, about 36C in the bust, and very elegant, she was beautiful, single and I knew she had a soft spot for me.
"I'm late back as well, but it's one of the privileges of owning our own businesses." I smiled at her as I spoke.
"We'll there is that, but it's not something either of us makes a habit of though."
"We have the building liaison meeting next week, Mary is setting the agenda this week, is there anything you want added?"
"I have some notes upstairs, I'll email them to Mary by Thursday afternoon, nothing major though, I think Maisie has a few suggestions about our car park."
Maisie was a lovely girl who owned the secretarial services company on the first floor, she was 28, 5'5" tall, honey blonde curly shoulder length hair, slim, long legs, great pear shaped figure, 34C bust, she was also single, and very very pretty.
"Will you be seeing her, or should I ask Mary to email her?"
"I'll drop in to see her later this afternoon, and let her know."
The bell rang as the lift stopped at Florence's floor, but we kept talking for a few minutes longer.
"Is there anything important from you Miche?"
"I'm just going to give a briefing to you both about the upgrade to the security systems and enhanced CCTV outside the building, Dad wants to up the level of building security staff as well, he wants more extensive cover at night, during the early evenings and weekends, he's concerned that we are all frequently here late, and on Saturdays as well."
I continued:
"There are also some improvements to the catering service we get from Anita's, he's going to open the kitchen facilities to allow her to prepare the catering on site, and he's going to upgrade the ground floor general conference facilities, so I think it will be an interesting meeting."
"He's not going to put our rents up is he?"
"No, no Florence, he won't do that, he knows times are hard and he doesn't see the point in increasing our overheads, having paying businesses here, is better than having empty premises."
"Having you here helps as well, it's much more personal for him I suppose."
However as I usually find, when I write, it opens my memories, and the details of the contributing events become as important to me as the main events themselves, leading me, in this particular instance leading in the future to writing about the recollections of my liaisons with another three girls.
If men are reading my work, I expect most will scan through until they reach the more carnal and titillating descriptions of the physical activity between we two girls, but I hope that women and girls will read the events that lead up to those encounters, and understand the deep emotional build up that occurs when we indulge our lust.
However in reality, feelings and emotions are just ephemeral things, all in all it's just sex, though I write of the sweetness of desire, the passion of our lust, the carnal satisfaction of each other's bodies, it's still just sex, though I speak fervently of it, love, to me is just a four letter word.
I hope some of you like what I write, it's helping me discover my inner self and understand why I'm so sexually adventurous, but if some of you don't like it, or more likely find it boring, as I've said often before, I'm sorry, and I'll try harder the next time I write.
It was a quiet Tuesday morning, and I was working on the monthly returns for my business, they had to be submitted to our accounts department by Friday, but it was pleasant to note that we were doing well, even if it was mostly from referrals that my father had pushed our way.
My colleagues were working on their individual case loads, Becky in particular was clearing a lot of the conveyancing accounts, and was busy submitting invoices for those which had been completed, Claire was researching legal precedents for a a case commissioned to us by the solicitors from prominent chambers in the city, and Caroline was in a meeting with a client who had engaged her to handle her divorce.
At around 11:00 am, I received a text from my best friend Sarah, who was currently working close by in a high class travel agency, asking me to call her, I dialled her number and she answered almost immediately.
"Hi Miche, how are you?"
"I'm fine, just doing the day to day stuff."
"It's ages since we've seen each other, can we meet up for lunch today?"
"Sounds good, what time?"
"1:00 pm, at Anita's?"
"I'll be there, can't wait, it'll be nice to catch up."
"Great, see you there then, bye."
"Bye."
I put my phone down, checked the time, and carried on with my figures, though now finding it difficult to concentrate as I was looking forward to seeing Sarah again.
Lunchtime arrived, though I thought it never would, I cleared my work away and stepped out into the reception area, Mary, my receptionist was in the process of preparing the agenda for the staff progress meeting that afternoon.
I stopped by her desk.
"I'm just off to lunch Mary, I'm not going far, but if anything crops up I have my mobile with me."
"That's fine Michelle, thanks for letting me know, unless it's really important I'll take messages and numbers for you."
"Thanks Mary, I'll be back by 2:00 pm."
"Have a nice lunch, see you later."
"Thanks Mary, bye."
My offices are on the top floor, using the lift I went down to the ground floor and walked across the foyer to the main door, stopping by the building receptionists desk, and she logged me out as I left.
A brisk walk took me down the high street and in a few minutes I was approaching Anita's cafe, Sarah was already there and waiting for me, standing with her was a tall dark haired girl, she was slim, elegant, good figure and shapely long legs, she was very well dressed.
As I drew close to them I saw she was stunningly beautiful, pale skin, lovely brown eyes, with full lips, she looked at me languidly and held my gaze, I felt my heart skip a beat as I noticed a sultry fire in her glance.
Sarah and I hugged, we're neither of us fond of PDA's, but it was comforting to feel her close to me, her warmth and presence was so welcome, and the familiarity of her voice as she spoke was so soothing.
She turned to the other girl, who was watching us with interest, and introduced us.
"Gianna, this is my best friend Michelle, we've known each other since we were children. Michelle, this is Gianna, she's from the central office and working at my branch for a few weeks."
"How do you do Gianna, what a lovely name."
Gianna, paused briefly, we shook hands, and as we let go of each others, she softly stroked her middle finger across the centre of my palm.
"I'm pleased to meet you Michelle, it's always nice to meet Sarah's friends, and you are even prettier than she described you."
I detected a hint of accent when she spoke, which made her all the more attractive and alluring.
"Thank you, are you joining us for lunch?"
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"I'd enjoy that, I'll leave it to Sarah and you to arrange, just let me know when."
"Do you work near here?"
"Yes, just up the high street, the red brick office building by the cross roads, Ellenton House,
it's just a few minutes away."
"Oh, you mean 'the towers'?"
I laughed at the shortened version of the nickname the locals gave the office block, it was occupied by successful female led businesses, and staffed predominantly by women.
"Yes, that's us, and despite the nickname it's a very nice place to work as well."
"I'll tie up with Sarah later today and we'll send you a couple of dates, hopefully soon, because I'm only here for a short while, helping out for absence and holidays, you know the sort of thing."
Gianna's aunt had spotted her and was waving frantically, so we went inside and she parted from us to join her at the table, her aunt was also a striking looking woman, I could see the family resemblance between them as they greeted each other and sat together.
We went to the small podium where Anita was waiting for us.
"Sarah, Michelle, how lovely to see you, it's such a lovely day, perhaps you'd like to sit outside in the tea garden, I have a table ready for you there?"
"Yes please." I said.
Anita was a very professional businesslike woman, and ran a very successful cafe, her lunchtime trade was busy and profitable, and always in high demand. She also provided an external catering service to local firms, buffets, lunches, and if required full service dinners for meetings, consultations or conferences.
We followed her out to our table, the garden was quite busy, all the tables were occupied with people enjoying the warmth of the lunchtime sun, but carefully shaded by the big coloured parasols, open and with the poles set into the centre of each table.
"Here's the menus, I'll come back in a few minutes to take your orders, in the meantime would you like something to drink?"
"Cherry coke for me please."
"I'll have that too please." Sarah said.
"With ice?"
"Yes please."
We were conscious of the possibility of being overheard so we were both discreet in our conversation, particularly as we were seated next to a table with four middle aged women, who were trying to look as though they weren't eavesdropping, but in doing so, made it very apparent that they were.
"She's a lovely girl, it's nice that you have some help with staffing over the holiday period."
"Yes, Gianna is staying in her parents home, not to far from here, they're over in Italy for about eighteen months managing some expansion to their business, they're wealthy like our parents, and the house here is like your dads, even down to the swimming pool."
"So she's a poor little rich girl as well then?"
"Yes, she fits our profile." Sarah laughed softly at our apparent snobbery.
Anita returned, and we ordered.
"I'll have the chicken breast sandwich, with a green salad please."
"What dressing would you like Michelle?"
"Just some light olive oil, and vinegar please."
"What would you like Sarah?"
"I'll have the gammon steak, with eggs and chips please."
"Green salad for you too?"
"Yes, but without the dressing, I'll just have some coarse sea salt on it please."
"Excellent choices, I'll just put the orders in, and it'll only be a few minutes."
Anita hurried off to the kitchen to take care of things, leaving us to carry on talking.
Sarah spoke quietly.
"How are your parents?"
"They're both fine, mum is busy at the surgery, dad is working hard, he and my brother seem to be doing well."
"Your dad gave me a call last week, he still wants me to join his firm, he thinks my skill set would fit in well with his team."
"He's probably right, and I think you'd enjoy working there, he'll offer you a great package, expense account, company car, phone, healthcare, all the trappings of success."
Sarah had graduated with a first in economics and had impressive knowledge and forecasting abilities when it came to stocks, and money in general. Dad had been trying to persuade her to work for him almost since she left university.
She had gone to work at the travel agency to have a break from studying and numbers, while she made up her mind about her future career.
"That sounds good, and it means we can have more contact as well."
"Shall I give him the news, or do you want to let him know yourself."
"We'll, you can tip him off, and I'll phone him early next week."
"He'll be pleased, HR will organise the offer and the package, and I can look over the contract for you if you like."
"Thanks Miche, I know you'll take care of my best interests."
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"Yes it's time for a change, I've enjoyed the travel business though, apart from the entitled rich buggers who want me to accompany them on expensive cruises, and think they get to fuck me as part of the deal."
"Sarah, don't be so crude."
"You don't know the half of it, but that's another story, did I tell you about Patricia's latest exploits?"
"No, do tell."
Our food arrived, and Sarah told me a sanitised version of our friends behaviour, and then we indulged in gossip about other people we knew, as girls do when we are together.
We finished our lunch, and took a few minutes to finish our drinks, which Anita had topped up when she brought our order to the table.
Sarah, smiled softly at me over the rim of her glass.
"Shall we go out for the evening on Friday, I know a fabulous little bistro near me, you could come over after work, and we could go from my place, it's only a short walk?"
"I'd love too, we haven't been out for ages, I could do with a nice evening for a change, mum and dad have a do at the golf club on Saturday, so I'll only be going round for lunch on Sunday instead of spending the whole weekend there."
"Can you stay the night, we can have a good old chinwag when we get back?"
"Yes, I can, it'll be nice to have a proper catch up." I said, thinking quietly that having a chinwag would be the least of what we'd be doing.
"Good, that's settled then, I'll book us a table, if you come over at around 6:00 pm we can walk over to the local pub and have a drink before we go over to the restaurant."
"I'm looking forward to that, it's nice to relax and enjoy a different social setting from time to time."
"We can dress up a bit too, and wow the town with our expensive haute couture."
"Would you like me to bring wine for later?"
"But of course, at least two bottles, something sweet and fruity."
"That takes care of me, but what about the wine?"
"Ease down Miche, or we won't be able to concentrate on our work this afternoon."
We stood up to leave, Sarah nodded and smiled at the four ladies sitting near us, one of whom blushed bright red from her throat to her forehead.
I paid the bill at the counter, giving Anita a sizeable tip, she was such a lovely lady, and she served delicious food, in a prompt and friendly manner.
"Thanks Anita, that was really nice."
"You're welcome Michelle, see you next week?"
"Yes, probably Tuesday again."
"My regards to your mum."
I caught up with Sarah at the door, she leaned into me and in a conspiratorial whisper she asked.
"Did you see that woman blushing as we left."
"Yes I did, I wonder what was bothering her."
"It was her husband who asked me to go on the cruise with him, he booked for two, and I'd asked him for his wife's details for passport clearances and visas. He said, 'she won't be coming, so put your details down,' I was stunned."
"What did you say?"
"I told him to get lost, and if he bothered me again I'd tell his wife."
"Did you?"
"I didn't need to, she phoned me that afternoon and asked if he'd tried it on with me, clearly she knew him, and he'd done it before."
"Men, they are such self centred brutes, they think they can get away with anything."
"I gave her the number of your firm, just in case she wanted to take legal advice, I think she'll call you."
"Thanks, I'll let Mary know, that'll be one for Caroline."
We paused together on the pavement, facing one another other, longing to gather and hold ourselves in the others arms, but reluctant to display such feelings in public.
We hugged, Sarah kissed me on the cheek, and with a gentle squeeze to my hip, she turned around and headed back to her office, I watched as she walked quickly away, until she reached the corner of the street, turning briefly to wave to me, then she was gone.
I turned and slowly walked towards my offices, taking my time to allow my thoughts to settle and regain an element of calm before continuing with my monthly returns.
A few seconds later I heard the sound of footsteps catching up with me, and a voice calling my name.
"Michelle, Michelle, wait a moment, please, wait for me."
I stopped and turned to see Gianna hurrying toward me.
"Why Gianna, it's lovely to speak with you again, is there something I can do for you?"
"I'm sorry to be so forward, but Sarah said you owned a legal practice?"
"Yes I do, we give both advice and representation, over a wide range of legal matters."
"Then, May I have your mobile number, just in case I need a bit of advice in the future?"
"Of course Gianna, with pleasure."
I read the number out to her, and she keyed it into her phone contacts, then called the number, cutting the call a few seconds after my phone started to ring.
"There Michelle, now you have mine too."
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I added her to my contacts, and looked up to find her watching me with smile of curiosity.
"Perhaps if I call you, we might go for a drink one evening next week, just you and I Michelle, or you could come over and spend an evening with me?"
"I'd really like that."
She stepped closer to me, looking down into my face, smiling softly, the smouldering fire still apparent on those liquid brown eyes.
"Then it's a date, I'll call you early next week, but don't tell Sarah, she might not like it."
There was no intention on my part of telling Sarah, although we weren't exclusive, and Sarah had a very active love life, for some reason she was very jealous and possessive where I was concerned, if another girl showed any interest in me, she wouldn't manifest anything to me, but could be very, very nasty to the other girl involved.
"Don't worry, of course I won't."
Gianna stepped closer to me, I caught a hint of her perfume, I thought it was either Black Opium, or some Italian scent that I hadn't come across before, either way it was perfect for her, and smelled divine.
She ran the back of her fingers over my cheek, her lips close to mine, they brushed mine like a feather floating past on a light breeze, I could feel the warm breath on my skin, jolting me with excitement.
We stood there on the pavement, two young girls, Gianna with hair dark lustrous dark hair, gleaming in the sunlight, me with my blonde hair glowing like a golden corona, it must have been a curious sight, I noticed people were looking.
"Careful Gianna, we're in public."
"Oh, who cares, don't worry about them, let them think what they will, anyway, I'm Italian and this is how we behave when we meet friends."
"I think we're going to be a bit more than friends though."
"Thank you Michelle, amore mio, amore bello, I leave you now until next week, my heart will be longing to see you, bella Michelle."
"Me too, I really can't wait to see you again."
"It's good then, so we'll be together soon, arrivederci Michelle."
"Bye Gianna."
She turned and hurried away, I continued to the office, my mind in a whirl at the suddenness of what had just happened, in a few seconds I had gone from speaking with a prospective client, to having arranged a date with heavy overtones of something more, deliciously more I might add.
Arriving at Ellenton House, I logged in with the building receptionist and walked to the lifts, using my security pass I called one down, and as I stepped in, Florence called out to me.
"Hold the lift for me please Michelle."
I pressed the door hold open button, as she rushed towards me, getting in, she sighed gratefully saying.
"Thanks Michelle, you're a lifesaver, I'm late, my business meeting went on longer than I'd planned."
Florence owned and ran the advertising and marketing agency on the second floor, she was very successful, having a number of very lucrative contracts as well as small day to day stuff. She was 35 years old, about 5'6", dark hair, cut in a very attractive bob style, hourglass figure, blue eyes, about 36C in the bust, and very elegant, she was beautiful, single and I knew she had a soft spot for me.
"I'm late back as well, but it's one of the privileges of owning our own businesses." I smiled at her as I spoke.
"We'll there is that, but it's not something either of us makes a habit of though."
"We have the building liaison meeting next week, Mary is setting the agenda this week, is there anything you want added?"
"I have some notes upstairs, I'll email them to Mary by Thursday afternoon, nothing major though, I think Maisie has a few suggestions about our car park."
Maisie was a lovely girl who owned the secretarial services company on the first floor, she was 28, 5'5" tall, honey blonde curly shoulder length hair, slim, long legs, great pear shaped figure, 34C bust, she was also single, and very very pretty.
"Will you be seeing her, or should I ask Mary to email her?"
"I'll drop in to see her later this afternoon, and let her know."
The bell rang as the lift stopped at Florence's floor, but we kept talking for a few minutes longer.
"Is there anything important from you Miche?"
"I'm just going to give a briefing to you both about the upgrade to the security systems and enhanced CCTV outside the building, Dad wants to up the level of building security staff as well, he wants more extensive cover at night, during the early evenings and weekends, he's concerned that we are all frequently here late, and on Saturdays as well."
I continued:
"There are also some improvements to the catering service we get from Anita's, he's going to open the kitchen facilities to allow her to prepare the catering on site, and he's going to upgrade the ground floor general conference facilities, so I think it will be an interesting meeting."
"He's not going to put our rents up is he?"
"No, no Florence, he won't do that, he knows times are hard and he doesn't see the point in increasing our overheads, having paying businesses here, is better than having empty premises."
"Having you here helps as well, it's much more personal for him I suppose."