Small talk aside,
Tamsin was good company and in the low light I began to appreciate how beautiful she really was. Indian hot xxx “How’s that little Vietnamese place up the street?”
“Umm, good. I liked it. There was something primal and satisfying about that moment. She then cupped her breasts with both hands, raised them slightly and turned to the side. She then glanced at the window. I paid no attention to the meeting that I was late for, I cancelled two appointments that I had later that afternoon and I said goodbye to no one when I left the building at 5:15. Next day I arrived at the café a little early but she wasn’t there. I could feel her breath on my chest; long, slow, cathartic, contented. Hastily, I pretended to take something out of my wallet and sat back down. She swept her hair to one side and pulled my boxers down with both hands. Her face simply possessed enough of those indefinable qualities that make a face beautiful. She took a seat at a table near mine and sat back in her chair.
