"A Romance Novel"

He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow

and guided me into a room, his room. Then he quietly

shut the door and we were alone.

   

He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and

spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear.

   

"Just relax."

   

Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong,

calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and

moving upward along my calves slowly but steadily. My

breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid,

but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced,

so sure.

   

When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight

shudder, and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding.

I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage.

And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I

inhaled sharply. Probing, searching,knowing what he

wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them

down my tingling spine and into my panties.

   

Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly

trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man

used to taking charge. A man not used to taking 'no'

for an answer. A man who would tell me what he

wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say ...

   

"Okay, ma'am," said a voice. "All done."

   

My eyes snapped open and he was standing in

front of me, smiling, holding out my purse.

"You can board your flight now."

hahahaha that was good!  I was wondering where that was going..

Funny.