Her Perspective
I always thought he was nice. Kind of sexy too, but that was taboo to think such thoughts; he was married, so was I. I couldn't help it though. He always smiled at me. I swear sometimes he looked at me like he wanted to explore my body. Taboo thought number 1, I would let him. I wanted to be dominated. I wanted to hear and do what a man wanted. I wanted to be devoured.
His Perspective
Yes! I get to see her. She was amazing at her crazy busy job. I was hoping she would notice me. I was waiting for her eye contact. Then it came. Our eyes connected and held for a second, and she smiled back. I wanted her so bad. Could she see it? I wanted her. Not just to fuck, but to seduce and dominate in a way that would make her cum in my mouth. I would fuck her like crazy afterwards. I was crazy. This wasn't really my style to flirt and want another woman so bad. I wanted to dominate her and know it was safe to do so.
A Chance Meeting, Him
It was impossible really. Our worlds we're so separate. Then I saw her. She was laughing and talking with her friends at chic bar in the city. She was drinking my favorite red wine — Apothic Red. I immediately wondered what it would be like to taste it on her tongue. She must have saw me staring at her because her face flushed a bit. My god, she was gorgeous. The way her hair fell, the fullness of her lips, and that body. It was perfectly curvy.
Her: Is that him?
OMFG! That's him. I was just thinking about him. Here I am with my friends having a great time, but what I really wanted was to see him. It should be impossible. He was alone at the bar when I saw him first. He ordered a bourbon of some sort. I wondered what that would taste like on his lips, okay, his tongue. He was deep in thought, then I saw him look at me. Like always, his stare was deep and safe. He then waved cooly at me and mouthed hi. My god he was sexy, intelligent. I was going to be devoured.