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Grant's heart quickened at the sight of her garter. She had really gone all out for him and he was beginning to feel himself stiffen. "The main reason I love this place? Shortly after I moved in, I needed a drink and came here. They do one wicked Long Island iced tea." Grant leaned back a bit, his eyes momentarily going to her stockings. He crossed his own legs, hoping it would hide his arousal.

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She noticed how his gaze lingered on his legs and Giselle smirked. Good. “Oh really? Perhaps I should try that then? I always get the same thing. Time to switch things up,” she added. Time to see where things go. All of this build up could be for nothing. They ordered their drinks and then Giselle decided to keep the conversation going. “So, how long has it been for you? Dating wise I mean? I haven’t dated since college, but I suspect I’m an anomaly in that respect,” she chuckled. 

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"My last real relationship was when I was around 24. Thought I'd end up marrying her but... Eh. That's a story for another time." Grant squirmed in his seat, regretting his words. "Since then, I've been on a string of first and second dates, never seeming to get to a third. A couple hook ups along the way. I otherwise get out a lot less than I'd like." Grant's eyes lit up when the drinks arrived. "Oh, excellent." He looked adoringly at his drink then held up his. "Cheers!"

A clink of glasses, a long and slow sip from Grant, then a penetrating stare with an amused grin. "And what about you? What's keeping you from getting out there?"

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She didn’t expect for him to reveal that much. So, he was in love before. That was interesting. And then a string of meaningless encounters after that. No doubt many of them began like them. A bump in an elevator or some other sort of meeting. It was sort of depressing to think about it. Giselle was grateful when the drinks arrived. After their cheers, she took a long sip, her eyes lighting up much like Grant’s. “You’re right, that is good,” she smiled. Maybe this place is more than what meets the eye. 

When he turned her question back on her she frowned. “I...had a relationship. Back in college. He....” Well he hit her but that wasn’t exactly first date y’all. “Well it ended badly and I haven’t dated seriously since. I had a series of bad dates with boring men. You seem interesting though,” She smirked, trying to lighten the mood. His stare was unnerving, but arousing too. Giselle leaned forward. “So, what do you do for fun?” She asked switching gears.

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"I used to do community theatre. Volunteer plays. My hometown had a huge volunteer theatre community. It was great fun. Aside from that, I read and I do some fashion photography, though my heart isn't in it like theatre." Grant took another sip, growing more comfortable. He was liking her rapid fire questions. "What about you?"

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“Community theatre?” She echoed, her tone somewhere between a laugh and disbelief. “That sounds like great fun! I was quite the thespian myself. But it was mostly small productions. Yours sounds a lot bigger and more legit.” Giselle took another sip before adding. “I love reading too and I like shopping if that counts for anything? So have you met anyone famous? Or is that a dumb question?” She asked. “What I do for fun is sort of boring nowadays. Besides reading and shopping, I suppose going to the movies or something. But I don’t get out much. Not lately anyway.”

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Grant smiled as she Giselle mused on her own interests. At the mention of her own theatre background, he perked up. "Always cool to meet another person who was into theatre. I mostly acted but I did have a lot of fun producing too. And our community wasn't necessarily a big deal. It's just that the volunteer theatre scene was very popular. We almost always had sold out shows. We had a couple rival theatre groups. It was fun stuff."

"And shopping is still a hobby. I have trouble shopping for myself so I appreciate someone who can do it on there own." Grant leaned forward a bit. "And for what it's worth, you have incredible taste." His eyes wandered again from legs to neckline. He rested his chin on his hand as he looked her over. His hooded eyes barely concealing equal parts admiration and lust.

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Now he was unapologetically lusting after her. Giselle grinned at his boldness. She might have considered it a turn off had he not proved himself in other areas. “I’m glad you think so. I was hoping all of this wouldn’t go unappreciated,” she purred, lifting her leg and sliding it upwards from his ankle to his calf. “I think we should order another round, don’t you? Tonight is getting better by the second.” She winked at him, her foot still rubbing against his leg. “Now, I feel like I’ve been interrogating you. Got any questions for me?”

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Grant's throat tightened at her touch. But he regained his composure by breathing slowly and watching her carefully. He pondered a moment. "You know, I'm finding it hard to concentrate. Let me think." Grant looked out the window a moment. "Do you cook? And if so, what dish would you consider your masterpiece?" Grant steepled his fingers and looked deep into her eyes.

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“Finding it hard to concentrate? Hmmm I wonder why...” Giselle smirked, unashamedly toeing off her heel so she could tease him uninhibited. Her stocking foot grazed his thigh as she spoke. “Well I’m not really much of a cook, but I’m a much better baker. I bake a mean peach cobbler. Oh and my cookies are out of this world, at least the children think so,” She said with a sweetness that contrasted her teasing foot. “What about you? Are you gonna surprise me yet again by being an amazing chef?”

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Grant grinned. He watched her work up and down his leg. "You are quite the tease." Nevertheless, he listened to her intently. "Peach cobbler sound incredible. I would love to taste that." He bit his lip slightly and shuddered just a tiny bit. "And I wouldn't say I'm an amazing cook but I do alright. I make a lot of great stews and soups. My best recipes are a kung pao style chicken with ramen and a sweet potato chili with chorizo sausage."

He leaned forward a bit. "Good to know you're a baker, though. I definitely have a sweet tooth." He licked his lips.

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Gigi giggled, glad to see him enjoying her teasing. “I see you aren’t complaining. I’d love to bake it for you sometime. And that’s not the only thing sweet you can eat,” she added saucily. When he told her all the things he could make she was impressed. “Okay and you’re definitely cooking for me now! All of that sounds so yummy. And I need a man who can cook,” She finished, leaning forward even more. At this point she would be better off sitting in his lap, but that was too much for a first date. Although Grant was so...compelling. Must be the lawyer/journalist in him. She licked her lips as well, wondering if it was too soon to kiss him. Maybe she should test the waters... “So... is it too soon to say we should do this again?” She whispered, her lips hovering close to his own.

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Grant's eyes narrowed at her "sweet" comment. He began to wonder if she was just looking for a hookup but her words filled him with hope. The way she oozed raw sexuality made him feels very frisky. He decided to indulge her. "I guess it depends on what exactly you mean by this." He leaned into her as his lips met hers. Even the slightest, gentle brush made his entire body feel blush with heat. Sweet indeed, he thought. He closed his lips against hers.

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Their kiss was soft, yet coaxing as if he knew exactly how to draw her in even further. Giselle smiled softly as she pulled back, her hand cradling his cheek. “By this, I mean you and me continuing to get to know each other. Hopefully going on more dates. I find you very appealing and I thought we were on the same page. Are we not?” She asked, feeling suddenly insecure. “I um, I’m looking for more than just a hook up. But if you....sorry, I just thought you wanted more than...” Giselle chewed her lip wondering if she read him wrong.

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He reached for her hand and held it gently, a comforting smile on his face. "I was just teasing. I would like that very much." He gave her hand a little squeeze. "I find you very appealing as well." As he spoke, he ran his fingers slowly up her leg. He tilted his head and looked at her longingly. "This place is starting to bore me a bit. Would you like to continue this conversation elsewhere?" He bit his lip.

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Those fingers on her leg gave her chills. Giselle’s smile returned, “Yes, I wouldn’t mind relocating,” she kissed him again quickly before pulling back and putting on her heel. Standing up she reached for his arm to lean on him. She wasn’t sure if they would go all the way tonight but she certainly wasn’t opposed. “Your place or mine?” She purred, wondering how it was that she felt so safe and secure with Grant after one day. But she did and she took that as a good sign. After all people have slept together knowing a lot less than what she did about him. 

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This time, the feel of her on his arm felt positively electric. Grant wasn't sure if she'd take the hint but when she asked who's place, he was filled with hope. "Why not yours for tonight? I'm not completely unpacked yet." Grant tried not to get his hopes up too much. He wanted to spend more time with her in private and would count himself lucky for that but there was something about her that set him aflame. There was an undeniable mystique about her that he was just itching to discover. His breathing quickened. He wanted to explore her with eyes, lips, fingers, teeth and tongue.

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For tonight. As in there would definitely be other nights. “My place is fine, and I’m free this weekend if you need help unpacking,” Giselle offered as they exited the bar. It didn’t take long for them to make it back to the apartment and she found herself pulling Grant in for a steamy kiss as they rode the elevator up to the 3rd floor. They broke up at the ‘ding’ and Giselle wondered if they could keep their hands off of each other. She opened the door to her apartment, “Okay, make yourself at home. I don’t have any alcohol but I’ve got coffe, juice and water,” She offered, heading to the kitchen and trying to cool her jets. She was hot and ready and she didn’t want Grant to get the wrong idea about her. 

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Everything Giselle did made his heart flutter. Her kiss, touch, and words drove him wild. When she pried herself away from him, he stared after her hungrily. He took a seat on the couch and watched her go to the kitchen. He removed his jacket and undid another button on his shirt, leaving it rather loose on his shoulders. "I'm good, thank you." After a moment, he couldn't take it any longer. "Come sit with me." At this angle, she couldn't see him rubbing his cock through his pants, though he tried to be subtle, ready to stop as soon as she got close.

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So no juice then.... God, he was making it hard to behave. Giselle bit her lip and released a breath. No more hiding then. She stepped out of the kitchen, removing her heels. Grant looked....well could you describe a man as being tasty? Gigi sauntered towards him, her hips swaying. “Are we just going to be sitting?” She asked, plopping her curvy body onto his lap. “Or do you have any ideas for something more....fun?” She inquired, stroking his exposed chest. To hell with being good! 

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Grant swallowed hard. He was trying to play it cool but he was still nervous. This woman seemed so confident and composed. He wanted her. Badly. Was it more than just lust? It had to be. She just seemed to set something off in him. He wanted to undress her mind and make love to her thoughts.

Something serious came over him. "I have a notion or two... but I don't want you to feel pressured." He caressed her face. "I find myself growing quite fond of you and I wouldn't want to scare you off." He kissed her cheek softly and held her hand with tender grip.

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Just when she thought she knew how he would respond, he went in a different direction. He softer, sweeter approach endeared Grant to her even more. Giselle’s heart warmed at his tenderness. She squeezed his hand. “I don’t feel pressured, but I appreciate you wanting to do this thing right. We don’t have to move faster than either of us are ready for. But frankly, I’m not ready for you to leave just yet. At least not without another kiss,” she whispered, brushing her lips over his.

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Giselle’ eyes widened in surprise at his suggestion of where she wanted his kiss. The way he grazed over her lace covered mound made her sigh in need. She shivered and begged breathily , “Please eat my pussy Grant.” It was a bold ask, but he seemed to be offering and it would be foolish to turn him down. She was already very wet which he could likely tell if he pressed a bit firmer. 

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Oh yes, he thought to himself. "Alright," he whispered, tracing her mouth with the tip of his finger. "But only because you asked so nicely." Grant gently lay her on her back. He got to his knees and crawled between her legs, entreating her to part them as he slowly ran his fingers up her legs. His fingers coiled around the sides of her panties. He looked at her lustily as he slowly peeled them off.

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