This is in two parts due to length. This is all lead up. Part 2 is the juicy bits.

To open, it’s not what you may think…..

So, this is going to be quite a switch up for me. I’ve solely written from my perspective up till now. I like to challenge myself so I’m going to be writing from what I only can imagine as the female perspective, hopefully it won’t be trite, pandering, or completely ludicrous. I welcome any female perspective and feedback. See the close of the story for more details.

I’ve worked for a engineering company for over 10 years now. I’ve worked as an administrative “assistant” the entire time. I have quotes around that word because I’m the only one that actually does any administrative work and don’t “assist” anyone. It’s all me!!

Anyway, the company has a trainer come in every year and works with the department. It’s a new person every year that talks about one of the computer programs almost everyone uses that I’m not heavily involved in and, up until now didn’t really care too much about. I get it’s importance and the company needs this to function but with other priorities, I didn’t have the desire to learn more.

Now my priorities have shifted, and I am interested in getting more involved in the other things the people I work with use in their daily operations. I know enough from being around them, yet I want to know more. That’s where this story begins.

The trainer they had come in this year was someone I’d known from another company we worked at together a very long time ago. We’d been friendly and he had started there when I was looking for a new job. We only worked together for a few months.

We weren’t friendly enough to keep in touch and we hadn’t seen each other for over 15 years now at least. When he walked into the training room that morning and I helped him get set up as I always did with training sessions, it took both of us several minutes to realize we know one another.

He recognized me before I did him. “Bella?” he said questioningly.

“Yes” I responded, not knowing how he knew my name as neither of our names were mentioned. Then I realized “Oh my gosh! Dirk! How are you?” I asked.

“I’m good” he responded and continued, “How have you been?”

“Great, thanks. It’s been so long. How long since you left the “evil empire” and do you still keep in touch with anyone from there?” I asked.

“I avoid them like the plague.” he responded with a laugh.

The people at that company weren’t very nice in general, and it didn’t surprise me at all he wanted nothing to do with them after he left. I continued helping him set up his presentation equipment and noticed he’d kept his shape in the process. He wasn’t super fit but for adding on 15 years and almost no weight he must have been doing something right.

“So what have you been up to?” I asked him.

“Aside from doing the training, I’ve been doing a bunch more camping and hiking since I left. I never had the time before and now I pretty much go whenever I want. Making my own schedule has done amazing things for my well-being.” he responded.

“That sounds great and explains why you’ve kept in shape.” I replied

“I’m glad you noticed” he said with a wink, “you are looking better than I remember”

I felt myself blush a little and said to myself ‘seriously? A little compliment and you start flushing like a co-ed with a crush?’ and realized I actually did think he was cute back when we worked together.

He was married as was I and nothing ever came of it so it just sort of fell out of my thoughts over the years. I wondered what his relationship status was and noticed some things starting to happen with me. I started getting a little juicy in the kitty and was caught by surprise.

My nipples even tightened a little and I felt the heat emanating from inside me beginning to rise. What the hell was going on here?? I did not expect anything like this to happen and it threw me for a bit of a loop.

I asked him if he needed anything else to set up his presentations to which he replied no and I excused myself and made my way to the ladies room as quick as I could. Once there, I was able to calm myself down and regroup.

The training went on and I couldn’t tell if he noticed me getting all hot and bothered. He called on me several times during the training and encouraged me to participate as well as everyone else in the training, so he didn’t show any untoward attention.

At the end of the first day, as we were cleaning up, he asked me “so how’s the family?”

“Great” I replied, “my youngest is almost out of high school and my oldest is almost done with college. How about yours?”

“Well, I only have the one and she’s out of school and on her own. She’s not too far away and we keep in touch but she’s spreading her wings so really only calls when she needs advice.” He told me. “How’s your husband?” he continued.

“We’ve been separated for a few years now. The divorce isn’t finalized yet because he’s being a dick” I almost spat, my angst rather apparent, “and your wife? How’s she?”

“Sorry to hear that. I couldn’t tell you what’s up with her” he said, “she’s not said a word to me for two years now and I couldn’t be happier. Sorry if that sounds bitter but man did she know how to piss me off. I’m so happy to not have to deal with her crap anymore.”

“Youch!” I said, “Sorry you had to go through a bad situation. Mine went south because he decided a much younger model was more interesting.”

“That’s the sign of someone with little to no maturity” he said, “you still look amazing, and any man would be lucky to wake up next to you in the morning.”

Hmm that and the twinkle in his eye was what got me going earlier and it’s started up again with the heat starting, this time between my legs. Should I make a move? Will he? My questions didn’t have long to ferment in my mind because of his next question.

“Any recommendations on a good place to eat around here?” was his question.

“What are you in the mood for?” I asked.

A quick smirk appeared on his face and he suppressed it quickly, asking “What’s your favorite place to eat. I’m staying at the hotel up the road. Anything nearby?”

“I really like the steak place right next to that hotel” I told him.

“Well, do you have any plans tonight? I’d love it if you’d join me. I’d really enjoy catching up with you.” he said.

“I don’t think it’s anything I couldn’t reschedule” I answered.

We finished packing up and walked out to our cars. He told me he’d drop off his computer at his hotel room and meet me at the bar in the restaurant. He also asked me to order a drink for him if I was getting one.

A few minutes later I was sitting at the bar and placing an order for two red wines. The one the bartender recommended seemed like a good pick so I went with that. Two sips later and he was standing behind me.

Placing his hand on my shoulder he said from behind “I’m so glad you were able to change your plans tonight for me. Being single now and on the road so much I eat by myself a lot and not looking at my phone while eating is a nice change of pace. Having you to talk with is a cherry on the cake!”

He took a sip of his wine, complementing me on the choice. I figured no need to involve the bartender in this part of the conversation a I gladly accepted the compliment. A few minutes later, they called us for our table. We had a delicious meal, a couple glasses more of “my excellent choice” of wine and had a great time catching up. At times during conversation, he started touching my hand. He’d then pull it away and I’d do the same.

We began flirting with words, eyes, and hands and having some positive attention was an incredible boost for my ego and confidence. I’d had a date here and there since the split, but it was always so awkward. They were either so damn interested in getting into my pants they ignored me or there was absolutely no chemistry. I wasn’t expecting fires, but a little spark would have been nice.

It's been so long since I’d been with anyone that rummaging through my toy drawer, or if I was being daring, the random grab at a toy, was beginning to be the only attention my body was getting and naming my “friends” was going to be next, as in “hmm, I think Horatio would be lovely company this evening.” Anyway, that’s enough about my self love sessions for now.

I was really wondering how this evening was going to play out when his phone rang. He apologized and looked at the number calling. He silenced the phone, and we continued chatting and the flirting became more pronounced.

His phone rang again a moment later. “I’m sorry, they’ve called twice and it’s a company I was just working with last week. This will just be a second” and he took the call. “Hello” he said. Then listened and in a few seconds later said “Let me get back to my hotel room and I’ll call you back” and hung up.

He looked at me rather forlorn. “I am so sorry. They are in panic mode and have a major issue that needs to be resolved right away. I was really hoping to chat with you more. Hey, what are your plans tomorrow night?” he asked.

“Well, nothing really” I responded.

“Can I buy you dinner again?” he asked.

“Sure” I said and thought to myself maybe I won’t have to take care of business all on my own again tomorrow. My heat began to grow once again and juices began to flow as I thought about what I’d like to happen. I wondered if he could see my nipples. He’d looked many time without staring so he apparently has some self control.

He asked for the check, paid and we left. On the way out, he held the door for me and walked me to my car. I said to myself, what the hell, let’s see what this does as I turned to him and thanked him for a delicious steak, I gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

He immediately smiled and said “You are most welcome. Start thinking about what you’d like tomorrow night and I will as well. I can’t wait!” he leaned in and kissed my cheek and opened my car door for me, I got in and drove off. He stayed there watching me leave and I saw him do a quick shuffle with his hand going into his pocket so I think he may have had to “rearrange” something. This made me smile a lot more than it should have.

The next day at training, everything went well. We covered a bunch of topics, and he was attentive to all the attendees. He did put his hand on my shoulder as he showed me something on my laptop when I asked him a question and gave it a little squeeze. This got me going again. My only concern was whether this was going to be evident as I was wearing a lacy red thong. I was hoping this would be leading to somewhere fun tonight!

The training ended and we all packed up our things. I helped Dirk pack up his materials and he asked afterward, as he was getting ready to bring his things to his car, “so what have you decided upon? Where would you like to eat?”

“Well,” I began, “there’s a sushi place nearby. Do you like sushi?”

“I love sushi” Dirk replied, “sounds great!”

We headed out after I shared the directions to the restaurant, and we met there. We were sat quickly even though it was busy as I had made a reservation earlier in hopes he was into this cuisine.

We sat, looked at the menus, he ordered wine this time from the list, and it was not quite as good as what we had last night. “I should have let you pick” he said after the first sips, “your pick last night was great. What was that?”

Oh crap. I’m caught. He’ll know I have no idea about wine now. Well, the only thing to do is fess up and see where this goes. “I have no idea really. The bartender made the suggestion, and I went with it.”

“Good Idea. Let’s ask the server for a recommendation. I don’t know anything except for liking reds over whites.” he replied.

Ok, I really have to stop this self-doubt thing. I’m not in that relationship anymore. I’m a new woman in a new world now where not all men are assholes. I need to lighten up on myself. “I have to say I was a little worried about what you’d think with me not knowing anything about the wine.”

“Why would that be a big deal? I don’t know anything really about wine either. Asking the people that know is usually the best way to go about that stuff. I only picked that wine because I thought I’d had it before. Either I was wrong on the name, or this is a bad bottle.” he said.

I was not used to a man being able to admit they were wrong or willing to ask for information about something they don’t know about. Well, really, I should say I’m not used to the man that was in my life to do those things.

That realization hit me, and it got me really cooking. I had on a sheer top and the bra I chose wouldn’t hide my nipples hardening very well, I made sure of that. I had taken off the sweater I wore in training so he could easily notice. I was very curious to see how much he’d be distracted.

It didn’t take long for his eyes to drift and then lock onto my hardening nipples and that just made them tighten even more. Then he looked me in the eyes once again and asked if I’d like to share one of his favorite wines after we were done here.

“Sure” I replied.

“I found some in the shop down the road here the day I got into town and since it can be hard to find by my house, I bought a case to take home. I have it in my room back at the hotel. I don’t know if that changes your mind.” he said.

“I’m fine with that” I told him, “Let’s get the check and head over there”

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