Joe Smithfield was 52 and a successful corporate accountant based in New York City. His wife had lost interest in sex and he found himself reading and fantasizing with erotic literature more and more. On his favorite erotic literature website he discovered a message board and started posting there.
His unique user name attracted the attention of a woman, Roxanne Bradshaw, who was around his age, an investment banker, and was a fan of the same types of music, movies, and erotic literature he was. He started to post stories about his fantasies to the literature section and she enjoyed his writing.
Roxanne lived in rural South Carolina, fancied herself a southern Belle, and joked that Joe was a Yankee. Joe flirted, turning on his northern gentlemanly charm and Roxanne reciprocated, reminding Joe a slow burn was best. But more than flirting, the two simply chatted about life and likes and soon a strong friendship developed.
Several months later, Joe's firm sent him to Roxanne's part of South Carolina for a week of meetings with clients in the area. Joe let Roxanne know and asked if she'd like to get together for dinner each night he was there. She responded that she'd love to.
Then Joe told Roxanne he's not expecting anything sexual to happen, just two friends sharing meals and laughs, but if things should happen between them during the week he'd be okay with it. He said if things did happen he's not going to leave his wife or have an ongoing affair, it would just be their special time together. Roxanne responded she understood and that a week of whatever happens with a dear friend is better than not getting to experience anything at all. The week before the trip they exchanged phone numbers to better plan the visit and keep in touch during it.
Joe arrived in town around 10 on a Sunday night and checked in to his hotel. He called and let Roxanne know he arrived safely and was doing some meeting prep and then going to bed. They agreed they were looking forward to the following night's dinner.
To keep things casual for the first meeting they decided to meet at a Lone Star Steakhouse for dinner. Joe, having come right from a work meeting was a little over dressed, but ditched his jacket and tie in his car. Roxanne, expecting something casual, wore jeans and a blouse.
"You my dear are more beautiful than I imagined," Joe said as he bowed and kissed her hand before giving her a small bouquet of flowers.
"And you kind sir are very handsome," Roxanne replied.
The restaurant was noisier than they anticipated, causing them to have to talk loudly to be heard.
"I forgot about the noise factor in planning this," Joe laughed.
"Me too," she replied.
The dinner and conversation was filled with laughs and smiles. Once they got outside they could talk in normal voices again.
"I really had a nice time tonight," Roxanne said. "Do you want to come back to my place so we can talk more?"
"I had a wonderful time too," Joe said. "But I'm afraid it's too soon for me to be accepting an invitation to your place."
Joe gave her a soft hug and peck on the cheek.
"Good night until tomorrow," he said.
"Good night," she said and pecked him on the cheek.
Roxanne was wondering where she went wrong, why he wouldn't accept an invitation back. Joe on the other hand, remembering that she said in her stories she liked the romance to be a slow simmer was controlling himself to grant her wish.
The next day all of his meetings ran late, into the dinner hour.
Joe called Roxanne, explaining the situation and asked her if she knew a quiet café they could go to for coffee and dessert when he finished up. She said she did and gave him the address. His meetings finally ended close to 8:45 and he dashed across town to meet her.
They shared a piece of layer cake as they drank their coffee and gazed affectionately into each other's eyes.
"Did I do or say something wrong?" Roxanne asked. "I'm just wondering why you didn't want to come back to my place after dinner last night."
"I'm just trying to take things slow and not rush," Joe said. "Besides, we're still on for dinner at your place tomorrow night, right? I rearranged my meeting schedule to make sure nothing would interfere."
"Yes we're on," Roxanne said breaking into a smile.
When they said their goodnights, Joe hugged her a little tighter so he could feel her D-cup breasts pressing against his chest and allowed his hand to wander a little lower and give her ass a playful rub. During the hug, he planted a soft kiss on her lips and then smiled and looked lovingly into her eyes. She was hugging him back, rubbing her hands over his back. A soft sigh escaped her lips as they broke the kiss. She returned his loving gaze and smiled.
"Do you want to come back to my place for a nightcap?" she asked.
"I can't," he replied. "I have an early start tomorrow. I scheduled everything early to make sure nothing would interfere with our dinner and I need to get my rest."
"Okay," she said dejectedly. "See you tomorrow at 5?"
"Nothing will keep me away," he said and paid for the bill before leaving.
At this point Joe knew that for the first time in his 15 years of marriage he was going to give in to temptation and be with another woman. There was something special about her that he couldn't resist. Roxanne was having similar feelings for Joe after being a widow for many years and not being with anyone since her husband died.
Wednesday came and Joe finished all of his meetings by 3, giving him time to get back to his hotel room. He washed up, put on some cologne, changed into Dockers and a button-down casual short-sleeve shirt. He stopped off a florist before heading over to Roxanne's house.
He arrived an hour early to surprise her. He rang the doorbell and waited.
She answered the door dressed in a casual off-the-shoulders dress with printed flowers.
"You're early," she laughed and smiled. "I'm not done making dinner yet."
"These are for you my belle," Joe said and handed her the flowers. "Can I be of service in the kitchen?"
"Yes you can kind sir," Roxanne replied.
Joe followed her into the kitchen admiring her pony tail which hung down just past her ass, giving him the opportunity to also admire her fine round ass and shapely legs. He was thinking of what he could do with her over the next few days.
"Can you help slice these vegetables?" she asked.
"Yes I can," was the response.
They stood next to each other slicing vegetables, giving each other quick glances and smiles.
Then Joe surprised her by sliding behind her. He wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed from her bare shoulders up to her neck.
"Joe!" she half-laughed, half-scolded, "we have to get dinner ready."
"I know," Joe said. "But I'm just trying to make sure dessert is ready too."
With that he slid his hands up and rubbed her breasts and ground his groin against her ass. He gave her pony tail a gentle tug to tilt her head back onto his shoulder and he teased her by running his tongue across her lips before planting a kiss.
"That's so nice," she moaned softly.
At this point Joe released his grip and moved back next to her and smiled.
"Damn tease," she said.
