Prologue Pt. 2

Later that evening, you were walking down the road from the conference centre deciding on where to have dinner, when you heard a sultry voice, "Hey there New Yorker!"

Turning around, you looked back into the hazel eyes of the girl from the conference. She still had the knowing look she had flashed at you back then, but her smile was wider, more mischievous. You feel the heat return to your cheeks.

"Wow you blush like crazy. I can feel the heat from here."

You try to stammer out an apology, "I-I I'm sorry about...," and pause, unable to continue.

"About what?" she hints. "About ogling at me... here," she puts her hand on her chest, "...here," the hand moves to her thighs, "...and," she steps closer, "...here?" she breathes as she moves her hand to her ass.

You stammer out a torrent of apologies, begging her to forgive you. You almost wished the ground would crack open and swallow you away from this mess. Suddenly she giggles, cutting off your flood of words.

"I thought a cute guy like you would be used to a girl flirting with you."

"Cute?" your mind wonders, a little in shock. "She's not angry with me?"

She turns around and bends forward slightly, giving you a view of her ass. "So, do you like this view better? I knew you were staring at it." She turns her head back to look at you, "As good as you hoped?"

"Better," you say softly. You no longer feel terrified but your heart is hammering like crazy and your cock is definitely stirring from the view.

She giggles gently again, turning around. "You know you were so embarrassed when I caught you. Bet you didn't even notice me checking you out for the rest of the session." She lets her eyes roam up and down your body. "Half the guys had their eyes locked on me. I don't like being drooled over, but I do make exceptions for guys I check out in return."

You still feel a little dazed, as you try to digest the fact that this hot girl not only enjoyed you checking her out, but had done the same to you as well.

She gently takes your hand. "Want to have dinner with me? Or are you the type of guy that prefers girls that like to be asked out instead?" Her mischievous look had returned.

You smile and shake your head. You feel more clearheaded now, giddy even. Her quiet assertiveness was even sexier than her figure. This conference was definitely beginning to have its upside. "I'd love it if you take me out...uh?" You pause. She never told you her name.

"I'm Karen."

"I'm Mark. So, are you as hungry as I am?"

"Obviously! Otherwise I'd take you out for a drink. Let's go!"

You let her lead the way. Then you remembered, "Hey how did you know I was from New York?"

"I overheard you this morning when you were introducing yourself." Her lips look as mischievous as her eyes, "I've been checking you out longer than you think." She gives a meaningful look at your ass.

You grin and shake your ass a little, "Hope you enjoy the view." You feel your confidence returning as your blush recedes along with your heartbeat.

She eyes your ass critically, "Almost as good as mine. Almost." She then fixes you with a very sultry look, "By the way, I live in New York too."