He decides they should stay in for the evening.

“Would you like a drink?” he asks as he steps, sliding his hands onto her waist as he holds her still and allows his eyes to roam over her from feet to face once more. “We could open a bottle of wine, or I do have a selection of most other drinks?” he suggests as he releases her, as if satisfied with her appearance.

“Wine would be lovely.” Felicity hopes it will make her seem more refined than asking for her usual vodka and red bull mix!

“Red or white? Or even a fine rosa?” he calls out as he lifts a few bottles to inspect them in much the same way he had inspected her moments before. Felicity looks on nervously trying to decide, worried she will show her inexperience at not really knowing what is good or not. “Oh Flis, relax, this isn’t a test” he laughs as he looks back to her, seeing the look on her face as she tries to think what to ask for. “Why don’t we try this for now then”. He grabs bottle, glasses and corkscrew before returning to the sofa, already removing the bottles seal ready to uncork.

“Sit, sit” he gestures, tapping the seat beside him, “you look like you’re worried of doing something wrong. But you won’t, trust me, as long as you are willing to trust me fully. You do trust me don’t you young lady?”

All she can do is nod eagerly, knowing deep down that she does, however nervous she might be right now, and however weird things may have already got in the short time she had known him. He looks satisfied, and once more taps the sofa beside him. Carefully she slides beside him, smoothing the short dress down as she does. She’s reminded just how short it really is as she feels the cool leather of the sofa on her bare thighs, the dress barely covering anything beyond her ass.

“Must admit, I’m no wine expert either, but I would like to think this is slightly better than the five pounds a bottle you might pick up at the supermarket” he tells her as he hands her a glass before he reclines back into the sofa, leaving Felicity sitting on the edge.

“Mmmmmm” Felicity agrees as she takes her first careful sip, conscious she doesn’t want to smudge her carefully applied lipstick so soon into the evening. “It’s lovely.” Trying to relax, she eases herself back more into the seat to join him properly. As she does she feels as his hand slide around her shoulders, so as she leans back he pulls her towards him until her slim body is leaning into him, allowing her to look up into his face once more.

“I thought we’d stay in this evening Flis” he tells her as he looks down into her eyes, “I have been waiting all week to enjoy your body, in so many different ways.”

“Please” she whimpers in excitement as he admits his need for her, already knowing there is a warm wetness between her thighs just with the anticipation of what is to come.