JAKE

Jake's eyes widened when he heard the noise coming from the mysterious package. He looked at Misty with renewed respect. In this woman, clearly, Jake had an equal. Ok, so she is beautiful, erotic, sexy, and smart? Mmm, what a woman! If that was what Jake thought it was, then they were both in for a treat.

He walked over to his favorite Italian restaurant with Misty. They laughed and chatted the entire way, holding hands and acting like two people who were falling head over heels for each other. The winter gave them a break, and the evening though chilly was windless and still sunny. Jake held the large oak door open for her, and grabbed her luscious ass as she sashayed by. He whispered to her -

"Now you can't expect me too be good ALL the time Misty, can you?

Jake asked for and received a table in a corner, where they sat side by side facing out. Secluded, but nice. The perfect spot. As they sat down, Jake ordered a bottle of Frescobaldi Chianti. After the sommelier had come over and poured them two glasses, Jake spoke-

"This wine is dry, yet velvety and smooth with a delightful bouquet. I'm going to drink it and think about how well it would go with you Misty. I can imagine just how good you would taste right now. Of course, I don't need a very long memory! So, tell me, just how ~nice~ do I have to be to earn that remote control? Hmmm? "

Jake's hand dropped unseen under the table and began to caress the inside of Misty's thigh ...

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" Each day through my window, I watch her as she passes by, I say to myself, you're such a lucky guy. To have a girl like her, is truly a dream come true. Out of all the fellas in the world, she belongs to me. ..
...This couldn't be a dream, for too real it all seems...

But it was just my imagination, runnin away with me, it was just my imagination, runnin away with me. "

Smokey Robinson