More Stories to Make You Blush by Marie Gray

get into this car in the last few weeks!”
    â€œNo, but you’re definitely the most beautiful!”
    He opened the door and closed it once she was settled. He took his place behind the wheel and asked her if she liked seafood. At her obvious approval of the idea he started the car.
    It was a carefree drive, full of good humor and light banter. They arrived at a little restaurant. It looked quite unassuming, but Brigitte recognized its name from the tourist brochures which raved about it. They were shown to a little table on the almost empty terrace. As Vincent seemed to know the place, Brigitte let him order. He spoke a near-perfect Spanish and seemed to be ordering enough food for an army.
    The conversation was lively and joyous. Brigitte could not help but admire the young man sitting across the table. He was magnificent. But—and this didn’t harm—he was also funny, intelligent, and could talk about almost anything. She learned that he had his own public relations firm, had been coming to this place for the last four years, and had never been married or even seriously involved with someone. He was looking for “the” ideal woman.
    The evening went extremely well, but too quickly. For the first time in a long while Brigitte did not want to go to work. At least she would have delayed going if she could have. She wanted to spend the rest of the evening—and who knows, maybe the night—with this man she felt she had known for years, though they had only just met. But when she imagined the feverish eyes of the audience slipping over her naked body as she danced, she shuddered with pleasure. She looked discreetly at her watch and saw she would have to leave soon. And there was no question of him giving her a lift! Even a hint about what she really did could ruin everything.
    Vincent also knew she had to leave. But how he wished the evening could last forever! Could he see her later?
    â€œWhat time do you finish tonight?” he asked her softly.
    â€œOh! Around two in the morning. My boss has rented a reception room and the party will probably go on late.”
    â€œThat’s too bad. I would’ve come to meet you for a nightcap.”
    â€œI definitely won’t be back before 3 a.m. I’m sorry, I’d have liked to stay. It’s been a wonderful evening.”
    â€œI totally agree, the most beautiful evening I’ve had in a long time! Well! I guess we’ll have to start again tomorrow night, won’t we?”
    â€œOr even before, if you want. I get up pretty early.”
    â€œPerfect! I’ll be on the terrace for breakfast around ten. How about you?”
    â€œI’ll be there!”
    Reluctantly, they got up from the table and left the restaurant. He took her gently by the arm, guiding her to the car.
    â€œI’m going to take a cab.”
    â€œI won’t hear of it!”
    â€œNo, I mean it. I have to go to the other end of town, there’s no point! I insist.”
    â€œWell, just this once.”
    He pulled her towards him, and before she could do anything to stop him—not that she had the slightest desire to do so—he kissed her with such passion that she went limp in his arms. There were so many promises in his kiss! His firm body drove her wild, and his smell went straight to her head. She gently pulled away and whispered:
    â€œI’ll think of you all evening.”
    â€œAnd I’ll think of you all night. I haven’t felt like this for a long time. I’m already crazy about you!”
    Again he pressed his tender lips against hers. After a seemingly endless embrace that left them both glowing with desire, they managed to tear themselves away from each other. Vincent went into the restaurant, called a taxi, then came back and took her hand. They waited in silence. When the old taxi pulled up he helped her in, gave her another burning kiss, and watched the vehicle pull away with a somber look on his