Parallel Accounting

2006-02-02

Having a clear-out before the office move, I came across this email exchange saved from the day after the second time (I think) we kissed:

J: so we're in the bar...and the rather restrictive surroundings are only proving to heighten the temptation to....
and it's getting busy so we're standing quite close, close enough to...oh but we can't


K: although, as you point out we're successfully blending into the surroundings. But again I get that urge I had in there before to just lean over and...and I think that you want me to...so I suggest... although it's kind of heightening things that we can't just because T will know..

J: and when you quietly suggest that, it's so very seductive because it's clear that's what you want to do, and I like how knowing that you want to...so now all we have to do is wait until we can leave...but there's no real hurry because now I can just enjoy being there knowing that in a few minutes..but still just being so close is getting ever more exciting..

K: I suspect the molluscs were already running around by then. Just as a final tease - or as a cover story - I offer T the chance to take you to the station, but really I'm thinking ‘where is there a quiet dark road between here and a station?’

J: and now we're in the car and I can tell you have somewhere appropriate in mind although you're teasingly saying that we're just going to the station...and I can see in the darkness that you’re smiling...

K: so I just pull in, and you've unfastened your belt before I have...

J: and I feel you reach for my hand as we move closer...

K: and my other hand loops round under your hair, cupping your left ear and a soft cheek, drawing you to me, although there's no resistance. Power-assisted steering.

J: and I can feel my heart beating quickly in anticipation as I reach for the nape of your neck, as I feel you pull me nearer...oh so close now...I watch your eyes close in that microsecond before..

K: your lips slightly parted, your hair brushing the back of my hand, your nose...(oh that nose!)...and then...

J: hot, good, sensual badness… and oh what a turn on

K: and we both enjoy the build-up as well as the actual event.

Kevin wrote at 1:55 p.m.