Chapter 72

"I'm going to be late tonight," she said. "I hope that doesn't ruin our plans."

"That's okay," I told her. "We don't have to be anywhere until later. Have you had any dinner?"

"Not yet, but I think they're having something brought in."

"We're going to go ahead and eat then. Call me when you get out."

"Okay, honey. Love you."

"Love you, too," I closed the cellphone and then went to find Bretlynn, Allyson and her beau, Taylor. The three of them were waiting by the host station. I flashed a thumbs-up and then followed them through the crowded restaurant. Bretlynn's new boyfriend joined us a few minutes later from the bar.

This was supposed to be a triple date night out for the six of us, and it would have been the three month anniversary of my first date with McKayla. But I also knew she was trying to land a new account and that was okay. I had bigger plans for the two of us than dinner.

The five of us were seated at the hibachi tables and we were soon enjoying atmosphere and food provided by the Japanese steakhouse. After having our fill of chicken, shrimp, veggies, fried rice and a little bit of sushi, we got up to go, but not before McKayla called. She was just leaving work and was on her way over to meet is.

I checked my watch. I had more than enough time. Allyson and I went out to her car and I changed. It's a good thing she had tinted windows. Then the other four left and I waited for my lover.

When McKayla pulled up to the curb, I was standing outside Ten Thousand Villages. We were at one of those touristy places just off the beach. There were restaurants, retail shops and some other entertainment venues that made it one big outdoor mall. It was the kind of place out-of-towners liked to go to do a bunch of stuff all at once.

As people walked by, many stopped to stare. The guys gawked. The women shot me ugly looks. I didn't care. I wasn't dressed up for them. A few guys asked if I was busy. I ignored them or told them they couldn't afford me.

She didn't recognise me until I saddled up to the passenger's side. The convertible top and the window were both down.

I bent over and leaned against the door, both to give her a nice view of my pushed-up cleavage and the people behind me a good look at my backside.

"Hey, there, sugah," I said in my best slutty southern drawl. "Whatcha doin' tonight?"

It seemed that my outfit had taken her breath away. I smiled innocently.

"Lookin' for a good time, sweetie?" It was difficult for me to stay in character and not burst out laughing.

"Um ... yeah," McKayla stammered. It took her a second, but she was quick to play along. "Listen ... I don't have a lot of money and I'm supposed to meet someone."

"That's okay, angel. You're a cute one; we'll work something out." I smacked the gum in my mouth and winked. "And I don't think your friend will mind."

I opened the door and got in. As I put one foot in, my micro-mini rode up enough to show McKayla (and anyone else who looked close enough) that I wasn't wearing any panties.

She stared admiringly at my legs and the breasts that were doing their best to spill out of my spaghetti-strapped halter top. I cuddled up next to her and stuck my tongue in her ear, much to the delight of several young men standing nearby. "Let's go, baby. I've got something special planned for you tonight."

"I can see that," McKayla said, once she found her voice. She put the car in gear. I kissed her, smearing some of my bright red lipstick on to her lips. Then we were off.