I was more convinced than ever that she woke up this morning intending to drive me insane today, what with that outfit, and the way she was teasing me with her smile, the naughty look in her eyes when they lingered on mine, the way the back of her dress sat snugly against her sexy ass … I’ve lost count of other things she packed into her goody bag for me today.

I hadn’t been as sure when she walked into the café earlier, walking behind the line of her friends, as I’d been distracted by the whirlwind of “oh my … you’re Harley?!” and “It took Aerin visiting LA to get you in here?!” plus the plain “so very happy to meet you.”

When Aerin lifted her sunglasses up and leaned forward to give me a kiss on my cheek, leaning in enough for me to see her 34Ds nearly pour out of the low neckline of that sensational dress, I dismissed the frisson of electricity that passed between us as a left-over feeling from last night.

But, as I suffered for more than an hour of feeling her soft, smooth skin brush against my bare shoulder, feel an ache for more of her after repeated gentle caresses of my arms and hands, and getting lost in those big brown eyes teasing me with unspoken promises, the feeling dawned on me that I was being reeled in slowly, purposefully, irrevocably.

I mean, there’s no way I could miss it — the dress, those breasts playing peek-a-boo with me all afternoon, that killer body barely encased in silk, the too-snug fit in the back over her tear-drop shaped ass. She’d billed this get-together with her friends as a casual thing, and I played along accordingly, for as long as I could, telling myself I’d just become extremely horny the longer this drawn-out seduction lasted because of last night. Or that I was approaching that time of the month, when my hormones naturally peaked, calling me to mate.  

Or this was all playing out in my head. Juiced up by hormones. I breathe out a sigh of relief when she said she needed to continue her call outside of the café. Finally a break!

But I saw her nipples harden underneath that luxurious silk as she leaned over again to give me a sweet peck on the cheek. This is not all in my head. She feels it, too.