Neighborhood Restaurant Surprise - Kimi

I parked the car in the underground garage and we entered the elevator from the garage lobby. Within a moment of movement, Kimi was directly next to me pressing up against my body. The warmth was fabulous and this was the closest we had yet been to one another. And, as I looked down at her she was looking up at me with a glowing face, sparkling eyes and a nervous smile. I was about to lean down and kiss her just the elevator stopped on my floor. Instead, we stepped out joined at the hip and laughing – it was a good ice breaker for whatever ice remained.
I made us each a drink and she requested to try the American bourbon that I’d told her, during lunch, that I so enjoy. We sipped as we stood before the floor to ceiling windows of my home looking out over the city dressed in its winter grays. I had my hand on the small of her back and she had one hand on my arm. We stood and enjoyed being next to each other for some time using our drinks as props to dilute any awkwardness.
Finally I asked Kimi when she needed to be at work.

“I made arrangements to go in late since we were meeting today,” she said as she smiled knowing that this fact made clear her hope that we would be together for the day. “I do not need to arrive until 7 o’clock at the earliest, 8 o’clock at the latest. They are going to train me on how to close so I’ll be there very late. It all worked out well,” she added.
“Kimi,” I said to her while looking into her dark eyes, “I could not have imagined that today would have been so wonderful. I’m at a loss as to what to say and I hope I’m not misreading a relaxed good time for more than it is but, I am mesmerized by you and a bit shocked at how much so.”

At this point, Kimi acted the older, mature party of our duo and put her drink down, reached up with two hands and pulled me by the back of my neck toward her waiting lips. Our kiss began soft and tender turning rapidly to a passionate tongue dance. My hands were all over her back and hers were alternating between the back of my head and the sides of my face. Her touch was as overpowering as her kiss and we were both moved into the world of sensation and pleasure.