"Come over for dinner"

"Come over for dinner", Linda said with a smile.

John squirmed, as his heart missed a beat. It wasn't a response like one from those girls in those adult stories he reads on his computer, but excitement at being close to Linda all night was more than he could bear.

Linda reached over, and gently places her hand on his leg, causing his penis to stir. The touch sent electricity from his crotch to his brain, causing his blood to boil and persperation to form on his brow. Unconciously, his foot pressed harder on the accelerator. The car sped up, and he swerved to miss a pedestrian.

"Woah big boy!", Linda said with a giggle, "so what will it be, will you let me cook for you?"

"YES!" John said too loudly.

"Fine, it's a date", Linda said.

Work went by so slowly, John couldn't stop thinking about dinner with Linda.

Sitting in his cubicle, John's eyes glazed as he gazed upon his computer monitor. He needed to find something to occupy his brain. This was the first day of the rest of his life.