Never Done Something Quite Like This
Feb 12, 2015 0:29:38 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2015 0:29:38 GMT -5
There wasn’t anything wrong with what they were doing. Some might argue otherwise considering the lengths he went to in order to keep their business private. But that was all its purpose was; to keep their business as their business. Whoever Derek decided to take back either to his living space or hotel room was exactly that and nobody else ned know about it. Especially not that today’s catch happened to be a lovely woman who was…well, she was easily half Derek’s age. And while Derek had gone for younger women before, he didn’t think he’d ever gone quite as young as this one was. But what should that matter anyway? They were both consenting adults, regardless of the age gap. And besides, it wasn’t like this was anything more than a casual encounter. Derek had no plans on getting attached.
“Well enough,” he assured her. Granted, it wasn’t a lot compared to what he could be making, but his educational background at least ensured that Derek could secure a well-paying job which required his particular expertise. Which mean he had enough to not care about whether or not he doted on his treats in form of fancy gifts. If this encountered extended beyond this first meeting, Tak should expect a pretty thing or two. Not as compensation, but because Derek liked to offer such things to his women. It made them feel special. Derek sent a thin smile down at the young waitress. “Heh, I wouldn’t be a very good date if I didn’t.” He’d been doing stuff like this for longer than she’d been alive. Maybe not always with the resources, and his early years Derek had been about as clumsy in his approaches as the next boy, but experience accounted for a lot in how he knew to treat and capture the eye of a fine woman.
“I usually don’t meet people at a diner myself,” he commented. “So I’ll admit that this particular time is uncommon for me as well.” Not the first time, but Derek usually met his women at the bar, or the coffee shop, or the gym. Maybe even a more respectable restaurant. His eyes continued to dance over her as she began to finish the job he started earlier. A simple act it may be, but he found being slowly undressed by a beautiful lady very erotic. Derek smiled. “Is that so?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. He kept a subtle, yet seductive smile on his lips as he stared down expectantly at the short brunette. “That depends,” he said in a deep, hushed voice, returning the favor into her own ear. “On whether you are a good girl or not.” His fingers trailed across the silk of her garments, down past her waist and over the gentle curve of her behind. “Why don’t you start with finishing what you started.” The unbuttoning of his shirt. There was far more to remove than just his dress shirt. “And then we’ll go from there.” Derek turned his head in slightly and left a small kiss on her cheek as encouragement.
“Well enough,” he assured her. Granted, it wasn’t a lot compared to what he could be making, but his educational background at least ensured that Derek could secure a well-paying job which required his particular expertise. Which mean he had enough to not care about whether or not he doted on his treats in form of fancy gifts. If this encountered extended beyond this first meeting, Tak should expect a pretty thing or two. Not as compensation, but because Derek liked to offer such things to his women. It made them feel special. Derek sent a thin smile down at the young waitress. “Heh, I wouldn’t be a very good date if I didn’t.” He’d been doing stuff like this for longer than she’d been alive. Maybe not always with the resources, and his early years Derek had been about as clumsy in his approaches as the next boy, but experience accounted for a lot in how he knew to treat and capture the eye of a fine woman.
“I usually don’t meet people at a diner myself,” he commented. “So I’ll admit that this particular time is uncommon for me as well.” Not the first time, but Derek usually met his women at the bar, or the coffee shop, or the gym. Maybe even a more respectable restaurant. His eyes continued to dance over her as she began to finish the job he started earlier. A simple act it may be, but he found being slowly undressed by a beautiful lady very erotic. Derek smiled. “Is that so?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. He kept a subtle, yet seductive smile on his lips as he stared down expectantly at the short brunette. “That depends,” he said in a deep, hushed voice, returning the favor into her own ear. “On whether you are a good girl or not.” His fingers trailed across the silk of her garments, down past her waist and over the gentle curve of her behind. “Why don’t you start with finishing what you started.” The unbuttoning of his shirt. There was far more to remove than just his dress shirt. “And then we’ll go from there.” Derek turned his head in slightly and left a small kiss on her cheek as encouragement.