Then I added "A lot of girls wouldn't have made the tough call that you did having Kevin knowing what it would cost you."
She smiled, "Best thing I ever did was have Kevin! He somehow makes it all worth it. I just wish…" She trailed off.
"Wish what?"
She shook her head and stood up and started cleaning up her supplies, as I put my shirt back on. I started to pick up one gun harness, but she stopped me and I glanced at her to see that she had a spark in her eyes as bright as the jewels that she wore.
"Mr. Tyre our date night is not yet complete."
I glanced at my watch and saw it was almost ten o'clock.
"Don't you have to go get Kevin?"
With a gleam in her eyes she grasped the front of my shirt and tugged. I got to my feet not sure what was happening. She led me over to a threadbare couch and pushed me down to sit on it.
"Mrs. Reed doesn't expect me until 11:30, which is when I usually get home. So you see Mr. Tyre we have an hour and a half to have ours ourselves a good time."
Her words and movements were pure seduction and I was way out of my league. Her skirt slid up as her knees pressed into the couch cushions to either side of me as she straddled my lap. She unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt and I couldn't take the silence or the situation anymore.
"What are we going to be doing?"
Boy did that ever sounds stupid and pathetic of me, but she only smiled and I tried to hold on to rational thinking processes. Her hands settled on my shoulders as her eyes laughed at me in erotic torment.
"We are just going to kiss Mr. Tyre. Just like this."
She leaned forward and kissed me solidly on the lips. She pulled back slightly to gaze into my eyes and I felt like I had to be honest.
"I've never done anything like this Anna."
Her expression softened, "I know, but it's high time that you did. This is the way it's going to be. We kiss, as I count on you to be the gentleman that I already know you to be."
She kissed me again.
"Ready for your first couch makeup session Mr. Tyre?" She asked teasingly.
I nodded.
She grasped my hands which were hovering in midair to either side of her and pressed them firmly down onto her hips.
"You can touch Mr. Tyre, but no clothes come off." She said waving one finger in the air warningly in front of my face.