Eroticy Story - Birthday Surprise

Lisa and her husband owned a restaurant/nightclub in my neighborhood; I'd first wandered in there shortly after they'd opened the place, and I soon became a "regular." Regular enough that, on occasion when the Maitre d' hadn't arrived, Lisa would ask me help out, seating guests, etc. Or Stan, her husband, might ask me if I'd run out to a supermarket when the kitchen suddenly found they'd run out of some vital item. I sometimes helped them close up, or on a slow night, might help out in the office, running spreadsheets, or laying out a menu or promotional mailing (I was far more computer-literate than they, and a far better editor, although Lisa was trained as a graphic artist.) In fact, it was that sort of collaboration that probably led to our first flirtation.

Not that I hadn't been attracted to her from the first time I'd walked into the place there was something subtly but powerfully sexual about her. She wasn't gorgeous, though few would fail to call her attractive, and she had very long, very red hair. But it wasn't that; there was something else, an aura. Maybe it was the flashing, slightly amused look that was always present just behind her eyes. At any rate, I was aware of the chemistry from the outset. I was also, however, an extremely discreet and fairly conservative man, and I ignored my reactions to her.