As he drove down the highway, Ray Lewis chatted with Helen about his work. Ray owned a small hardware store in Westwood. Actually, it was the only hardware store in Westwood so, nearly everything that involved hardware in Westwood was handled by Lewis Hardware.
As he drove and talked, he would glance over at Helen, taking in her obvious charms. He really liked the dress she was wearing. It seemed to be molded to her body, accentuating her lovely curves. He also saw that it had ridden upward slightly, revealing her upper thighs. "Damn," he thought as he glanced back at the road, "I wonder what my chances are of getting between those tonight?"
Entering Centerville a few minutes later, Ray made a few turns and then pulled into a parking lot and stopped. Getting out of the car, he quickly darted around to the other side and opened the door for Helen. As she slid out, her dress rose even higher, revealing even more of her lovely thighs. Then, as she stood up, Ray closed the car door, locked it, and escorted Helen into the nearby Italian restaurant.
Inside, they were met by a buxom, dark-haired young woman who confirmed his reservations. Helen looked around and saw that it was a quaint and somewhat romantic place, very much like what she had always pictured an Italian restaurant should be like. The only lights in the room came from the candles which burned at each table.
A moment later, Ray took her by the arm and they followed the waitress to a small table located near the back of the room.
After they were seated, the waitress handed each of them a menu. Looking up at the waitress, Ray smiled and ordered a bottle of wine, something with an Italian name which Helen didn't quite catch.
A few minutes later, the buxom waitress reappeared with a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses. Placing them on the table, she opened the bottle and poured each of them a glass of sparkling red wine. As she placed each glass on the table in front of them, Helen smiled as she saw Ray's eyes widen noticeably, as he was presented with a great view of the waitress's delectable cleavage. When Ray saw Helen looking at him and smiling, his face reddened slightly and he quickly averted his eyes from the young woman's breasts.
They talked for a while, sipping on the wine, which Helen found to be very nice to her palate.
The waitress returned and took their order and about 20 to 30 minutes later, Helen and Ray were enjoying the pleasure of each other's company over a very delicious Italian meal.
An hour later, finished with their meal, they shared another small bottle of wine and then left, walking out to the parking lot and Ray's car.
Starting the car, Ray turned to her and asked, "Well Helen, is there any particular place you would like to go?"
Giving him a reassuring smile, she replied, "I'm sure you know better than I do as to where we can go to have a nice time. Anywhere would be fine with me, as long as we can have a little fun together."
Nodding, Ray backed the car out of the parking place and a few moments later, they were back out on the highway, headed for the other side of Centerville.
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