A Thief In The Night

An Evening Incognito

Izabella

I had Bill meet me at the club. It was easier that way. I didn't want to end up at his apartment first. I had other plans before we returned to his place.

I found a table in the corner and ordered an old fashioned, with a couple of cocktail straws. When it arrived at the table, Bill showed up at the door. I caught his attention and waved him over. The server showed up at our table again, and Bill ordered a local beer.

"You're wearing gloves?"

"Easier to handle the condensation," I said as I tapped my glass. The gloves were synthetic leather treated with another layer of waterproofing. They came halfway up my arms and didn't look out of place with the sleeveless gown I was wearing.

"Makes complete sense. The only time I saw you wear gloves was in the vault."

"I take risks. That's who I am."

"Is this a risk?" He leaned closer, "Am I a risk?" I felt his breath caress my cheek and heated my skin. It would give me a mild blush until it healed.

"Perhaps. But, as the old saying goes, the greater the risk, the greater the reward."

"Well, I'm intrigued," Bill said.

We sat for a while, listening to the band playing. We ordered another round and watched the next band take the stage. The trumpet player had a couple of solos, and I noticed Bill eyeing him more than anyone else in the band.

"You like the trumpet player?"

"Well, yeah, I mean, but just because I fancy someone doesn't mean anything. I fancy a lot of folks. I'm more interested in who they are, not just what they look like."

"Very good answer, Professor. Maybe for that, you deserve a treat."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see."

I waited for the band to have a break. I went up to the trumpet player and talked him up. He instantly liked me and flirted. When I offered a hug, he took it, and I kissed his cheek. It was all I needed. When I walked back toward Bill, I took a compact out of my purse and wiped my lips with the pad that was in it. I placed it back into the compact. It would take about thirty minutes to process, which was just enough time to get back to Bill's place.

"What was that?"

"My magic trick. If you want to see it, you might want to pay the tab and meet me outside for the car back to your place."

He blinked a couple of times and quickly finished his beer as I was walking toward the door. When he met me outside, I was standing in my coat and gloves, waiting for our ride. He didn't ask anything when we got into the car. He even watched, entranced as I put on lip barrier. When we arrived at his apartment, he unlocked the door, and I pounced.

I climbed him like he was an obstacle course. His hands were on my ass, and his lips were on my mouth as we did slow circles just inside his front door. We landed on the couch with me astride him, and I frantically worked at his pants while he pushed my long skirt up. I had taken my usual precautions, so when he pushed into me, I wasn't concerned.

It was a fast interaction which left both of us panting for the other.

"I've wanted to do that all week," he said.

"Me too," I replied as I kissed him then slid off his lap.

He looked bewildered for a moment. I was amused because he had no idea what was coming next. I kissed his cheek and then his lips. "Go to the bedroom. Let me freshen up, and I'll be right there."