For now, just driving and getting to know each other.

"Wow, she's beautiful," Hank said in appreciation of the stylish red convertible.

Rashida grinned with pride as she unlocked the car. "Feel that leather. You could sleep like a baby against it.

Hank ran a hand along the leather seat. "I believe it. What about other things?"

Rashida smirked at the question. "And just what are you asking, Mr. Menard?" She moved into the driver's side.

Hank got in the passenger side. "I'm asking if you've ever used your car for carnal activities," he said with a faux professional tone.

"Ha!" That got her chuckling. "I don't think I've ever heard it put quite like that before! Makes me think of how my doctor might refer to having sex." She started up the car.

Hank smiled, pleased to have made her laugh. "You didn't answer my question."

"I didn't, did I?" She asked rhetorically, mischief in her eyes as they drove down the road. "Okay, first rule of car etiquette if you're an "intimate friend" of mine," Rashida began, adopting tone similar to the one Hank had used. "Your hand, my thigh. Make it happen, Handsome."

Hank laughed, enjoying her sense of naughty humor. He promptly brought his hand over to rest on Rashida's thigh. He didn't slip it under the cut of her dress, yet. "This a rule all your men have to follow?" He gives it a brief, but firm squeeze.

"Mm, I insist on it," she cooed at the the feeling of Hank's hand on her as she drove. "I'm flattered you think I have a lot of admirers, but it's only really been Jordan and Felix since I've had the car. Well, and you too, now," Rashida explained, her tone indicating she was pleased by the addition.

"I'm flattered you wanted to share the experience with me," Hank said sincerely. "If I may ask, Rashida, what made you want to choose me as your first swinging experience?"

"You left a good impression on me at that party," Rashida answered honestly. "It stuck with me. Veevee had told me about some of the wild times you two have had, and when I had a face and personality to add to the man, I became intrigued. I know I don't have Veevee's free spirit. I have to do things on a more...contained basis. Like I have no problems with polyamory, as you very well know, but I could never have a bunch of casual lovers. Felix was the only lover outside of Jordan and I's marriage because I liked and cared about him. I have to have a personal affection for the person, you know?"

Hank nodded with understanding. "Veevee and I's first swinging partners were good friends. It was how I first became comfortable with the idea. It ballooned from there, but that's how it got started." He give a mischievous smile. "So judging from what you've just told me, that implies you like me, Rashida."

"Well I don't just let any handsome man feel me up," she teased, her tone displaying affection. "Like I said, you left a really strong impression on me. Had the same feeling when I met Felix. I knew I wanted more. Veevee wanted me to take some initiative sooner, but I didn't as I was still dating Felix at the time and wasn't sure about adding a third man to my love life. Veevee practically jumped out of her chair at the diner we were at when I told her I told her I was ready to give swinging a try."

"Oh I can imagine. She adores you and Jordan."

"I'm very fond of Veevee, too. She taught me you could feel romantic love for someone but separate that from attraction to someone else. Even though she was having sex with Jordan regularly, she encouraged me to start seeing him. Lo and behold we fell in love, and I have Veevee to thank for setting us up."

"So you knew Veevee and Jordan were seeing each other before you went out with Jordan?" Hank asked, curious.

Rashida nodded. "Yep. I loved hearing Veevee's stories about their times together. I always liked Jordan, but between that and the fact I was his banker, I was slow to act on it until Veevee encouraged me to go for it."

"Now I find myself curious. Do you enjoy her stories more now that you and Jordan are married?" Hank asked slyly.

Rashida's grin broadened. "I don't really know why, but hell yes. I guess it was the whole "taboo" aspect. Jordan tells me everything, but Veevee is a much more descriptive storyteller. When she describes all these raunchy things she's doing with my husband...gets me wet every time. I noticed it was the same for Jordan when I would tell him about the times I had sex with Felix. He'd hang on every word, and the sex afterwards was always phenomenal."

"And you want to be able to do that again?"

Rashida's right hand left the steering wheel a moment to rest against Hank's hand on her thigh. "That and more."

"Then I'm even more flattered you picked me, Rashida."

They were almost to the Aquarium, though it seemed telling Hank all that personal information had caused Rashida to get more than a little turned on, as her nipples were partially visible through her sundress. Hank noticed, feeling himself getting hard at the sight.

"Did you still want to go to the café, or should we take a quick detour?" Hank asked.

Rashida squeezed Hank's hand and answered.