Chapter 2

Hannah was in the downtown Dallas Neiman Marcus when she met Connor a little before lunch. Standing in front of a mirror, Hannah was holding a black, strapless, tight-fitting, mini dress against her body, up to her neck.

“With your red hair and perfect body, you would look fabulous in that dress. You should try it on.”

Hannah looked around and the voice was from a well-dressed, good-looking, man whom she judged to be in his late twenties or possibly low thirties. He oozed masculinity, promiscuity, and unreliability, the kind of guy that can dampen her panties.

“I love it, and I’ve thought about it, but five-hundred dollars may be a little out of my budget.”

“Try it on. If it fits and you like it, I will buy it for you if you will have lunch with me,” the man stated.

“A married lady probably shouldn’t, but my husband is not here and I like the dress too much to pass on this splendid opportunity,” Hannah replied. She knew the man was too sophisticated and high-class to suggest, or to expect, more than lunch, at least not yet. Therefore, why not accept a semi-expensive dress that she wanted?

After pausing for a moment, Hannah said, “I will try the dress on.”

When she returned, the gentleman said, “Wow! That fits and looks even better than I expected. You are gorgeous. I’ll pay for the dress and then let’s have lunch. I want to enjoy the view during lunch.”

Hannah smiled and looked up, indicating he can look all he wants. Buying the dress gives him that privilege. As the gentleman was paying for the dress, Hannah put her other clothes in a Neiman Marcus sack. When she returned, he said, “By the way, my name is Conner.”

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m Hannah.”

“It is always a pleasure to meet a beautiful lady. Come, let’s have lunch.”

After they were seated, Connor suggested Wild Gulf Red Snapper and Hannah nodded. Additionally, she ordered the Green Goddess Cobb salad and a glass of white wine. Hannah calculated that her meal was seventy-six dollars, before taxes and a tip. They spent about an hour for lunch and chatting. Hannah learned that Connor was an architectural manager and was in Dallas for an inspection.

“We are the architects for a forty-story building near Denver, that will be completed in a couple of months. There is an outstanding view from the top, that I would love to show you. The lighting and elevators have been completed and are working,” Connor said.

“I would love to see it on a weekend that Carter is not home,” Hannah replied.

“When is that?” Connor asked.

“Carter travels to other cities, one or two times a month, and occasionally more often.”

“How long are his trips?” Connor asked.

“Usually, Carter leaves late Friday afternoon or evening and returns on Monday or Tuesday. Often, he doesn’t know if he is going until the day he leaves,” Hannah replied.

“Call me the next time your husband is out of town and I will fly you, business class, to Denver. There is a separate counter for business class to board flights that are not crowded so you will not have to wait in line. It is only a two-hour flight and there are almost a dozen flights every day, so you can leave and return whenever you choose.”

“Okay, I will give you a call the next time Carter goes out of town, if I’m in the mood (meaning, if she is in the mood for sex),” Hannah replied.

They exchanged phone numbers, and Hannah thanked Connor for buying her the dress and paying for her lunch. Then they said their goodbyes and Hannah changed back into her clothes, put her new dress in a Neiman Marcus sack, left the store, and drove home.

Hannah called Connor Friday noon, four weeks later, and said, “I’m free to travel this weekend.” Two weeks earlier, she wasn’t in the mood when Carter went out of town.

“I will call you back with the flight times after I buy your tickets.” Two hours later, Connor called Hannah, “Your flight leaves Dallas at six a.m. Saturday morning. I will pick you up at the Denver airport at eight a.m. and we will go somewhere for breakfast. Your return flight is at 11:40 a.m. Sunday. Are those times acceptable?” Conner asked

“They are perfect,” Hannah replied.

“Bring your black mini dress and we will go dancing Saturday night.”

“I will,” Hannah replied, and, ’after dancing, you will fuck me,’ Hannah said to herself.

For the trip to Denver, Hannah wore a skirt and pullover sweater. After picking Hannah up at the airport, Connor drove to the Taste of Denmark for breakfast. After breakfast, Connor took Hannah to the forty-story building his architectural firm designed. There was no construction today, as is often the case on weekends, so Connor used his key and, once inside, turned on some lights and led Hannah to an elevator. Connor kissed Hannah, during the forty-story ride in the elevator.

The view of the mountains from the top of the forty-story building was spectacular. While Hannah was enjoying the view, Connor grabbed the hem of both sides of her pullover sweater, and as Hannah lifted her arms, Connor pulled it over her head. Then he unfastened Hannah’s bra and skirt. Still wearing only her shoes, thong, and wedding ring, Hannah stepped back, turned around, and kissed Connor.

While Hannah was helping Connor remove his clothes, he removed her thong. Then, with his arms under her knees, his hand on her bottom, and her arms around his neck, they fucked standing up. It was like fucking in public, and Hannah thought it was so exciting and naughty. Anyone in the adjacent high-rise building, and anyone on the nearby mountain, with binoculars could watch them fuck. Moreover, any construction workers, who decided to work today, could walk in on them. The excitement and naughtiness of those possibilities stimulated Hannah’s libido and she quickly had an orgasm. Then, using words she seldom would say, Hannah said, “God damn, Connor. This is so fuckin’ wicked and I love it.”

Hannah recalled seeing the restroom when she stepped out of the elevator. Therefore, she gathered her clothes and walked naked to the ladies’ restroom to clean up. The restroom still needed a door and some painting, but otherwise, it was fully functional.

After they dressed, Carter took Hannah to Larimer Square, where mostly they went window shopping, but Carter did buy Hannah a two-hundred-fifty-dollar necklace and earrings, that will go well with her black, strapless, mini dress, that she will wear tonight when Connor takes her dancing. They had lunch at Osteria Marco and after lunch, they went to the Denver Art Museum. That was followed by a trip to the Denver Museum of Nature & Science.