Free Set On Fire by Yezall Strongheart Page B

hand spread out over the side of her face, “You’re a beautiful woman, Faye.  There has to be someone special in your life.”
    “Actually no.  I’m divorced, and my son left for college today.  I’m on my own now.”  She laughed making light of it, but the thought disturbed her a little.
    “Really? That’s good to hear.  I might stand a chance with you then?”  He teased.
    Faye thought she would wake up any minute; it had to be a dream for this man to ask her such a question, “Of course.” She smiled; it was all she could think of to say.
    He laughed and quickly brushed his lips on hers as Garrett and Clair came back to the table. Clair and Faye exchanged a look, letting Faye know she had seen the brief kiss.
    Before Clair sat down, she asked Faye, “Come with me, Faye? I need to um… powder my nose .” She giggled.
    “Sure!”  Faye scooted out of the booth with Brody’s help and the girls headed for the restroom. 
    Clair rushed ahead of her and checked to see if anyone else was in the large ladies room.  Finding it empty, she spun around to face Faye. “Oh my god, he’s crazy about you!”
    Shaking her head, Faye said, “I don’t know about that!”
    “No he is!  I can tell! ” Clair paused, “I will tell you this, he is looking for a girl, and…he moves fast.  If you think there could be anything between you, don’t let it pass you by.  And by the way, you guys look great together.”  Clair turned around and walked back into the restaurant, and Faye followed not saying any more.
    Thankfully, it was a Friday and there was no rush to get home.  They ordered a light dinner, and they all shared what they ordered.  It seemed very intimate to Faye.  The booth they sat in was their world, and nothing else seemed to matter.  Brody was a gentleman, hot as hell, and entertaining.  When he came close, his scent was intoxicating.  What did she have to lose; Faye decided if he pursued her, she wouldn’t run the other way.
    Garrett was quite the dancer and he loved showing off Clair and how he was able to run his hand down her back and grab a handful of her ass while they danced.  As they left the table for the dance floor again, Brody placed his hand on Faye’s leg, above the knee just under her skirt.  It seemed like an innocent gesture so she didn’t react.  However, there was a lull in their conversation and Brody turned to look at her. As Faye looked towards him, and his hand began to slide further up her leg.  Her heart was pounding in her chest.  He stopped just short of her black lace panties, which were fairly wet by now.
    “You’re hot.” Brody stated.
    She looked away embarrassed, “Am I?”
    “Yes, here…” He said tapping her thigh with his finger, and then kissing her temple, “and here.”
    Looking again at him, she smiled.  Damn she wanted him!
    He adjusted himself in the booth to le an towards her.  His hand slid back down to her knee; he then lifted her leg over his leg, spreading her open to him. “Just relax.” He whispered in her ear.
    The shock of what she was sure was about to happen washed over her quickly.  Their actions would be hidden to everyone due to the low lights and the abundant tablecloth, which he pulled up into her lap.  He stayed close to her face, dropping searing kisses along her face as his hand slid back up her thigh.  He cooed to her, telling her how wonderful her hair smelled, how beautiful her skin was, but she hardly heard him.  Her senses were focused on the touch of his fingers pulling aside her panties. Gently he slid a finger inside her; she thought she would faint.  She was sure she could feel the ridges of his fingerprints as he slowly slid in and out of her several times.  Her breath was shallow and she felt like she would cum, when he suddenly stopped.  He kept his finger inside her not moving, firmly telling her not to move.  She looked up to see Clair and Garrett approaching the booth, and then she looked at