After putting it on she admired herself in the mirror again, marvelling at how it enhanced her figure. Her tits especially looked magnificent, practice date or not, there wasn’t a man alive who wouldn’t fantasise about her after spending an evening looking at her in this. For a few minutes she toyed with her own desires, imagining her boss seducing her and enjoying the warm glow of arousal, but then reality came rushing back. That wasn’t going to happen in a million years, she’d never let it for one thing. Casting the thoughts aside she picked up her handbag and dialled a taxi.
Thirty five minutes later she arrived at CJ’s apartment block. He buzzed the door from upstairs to let her in and she walked up the stairs to his place. He lived on the top floor in the penthouse because of course he did, living anywhere else just wouldn’t be CJ.
“Evening handsome,” she said as he opened the door.
“Well good evening my dear,” he said, “Won’t you come in?”
“I’d be delighted,” she replied, stepping over the threshold and accepting a glass of wine. He was wearing an expensive fitted suit, a white shirt with the top button undone and no tie. His smirk was wide as he watched her take the first sip and closed the door.
“So…what are we having?” she asked.
“Only the finest,” he said, “At least it will be if you like Sea Bass.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever tried it.”
“Well, tonight you’re in for a treat,” he said.
“I don’t doubt that,” she smiled, “Would you take my coat?”
CJ grinned and held his arm out, then feeling unbelievably sexy Cat took her coat off. She was delighted to see CJ’s jaw drop when he realised she was wearing the dress a second time and for a moment, he looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights. Then he composed himself and the innocence was gone.
“My, you do look elegant,” he said, taking her coat and hanging it up.
“A lady has to look her best,” Cat replied, taking another sip of the wine.
“Well naturally,” he replied, then suddenly looked uncomfortable again, “Cat, before we go any further can I ask something?”
“Sure.”
“Well…we had fun last time right?”
“Yeah of course we did, I had a great time.”
“Good, good, only I’ve been thinking,” he said, “Maybe that’s where we went wrong.”
“How do you mean?”
“We already knew each other,” he said, “We were friends before we ever went on a practice date so maybe it wasn’t the same. I can’t help thinking that this doesn’t really count as a practice so much as two friends spending time together.”
“Right,” she said, feeling rather puzzled, “So…do you want to cancel?”
“Cancel? Oh lord no, I’ve been cooking for ages and…I wonder if we could perhaps try a different approach.”
“We can do, but what did you have in mind?”
“Perhaps we could pretend we don’t know each other and this is the first time we’ve met?”
“We can do, but are you going to try and put your moves on me?”
“I can do…but only if you’re comfortable with it?”
“I suppose you’d better,” she said, “If I’m to give you all my expertise I’ll need to hear what you said to her.”
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