Her. Across the table. From me.

I was sitting in a booth working and having a coffee. She had her coffee and was wandering by and I asked her to sit down. She said yes!

Suddenly I was sitting across from this beautiful woman, finally able to see her eyes - the most expressive brown eyes I had ever seen, coupled with the kind of smile that so often hides a wild personality.

And just as suddenly there was an undeniable chemistry- an electricity - between us. For some reason we both started to share things - secrets and desires - as if we'd known each other much longer. Neither of us knew why, but it all seemed so natural

With played with teasing ambiguities, little stories, and the sort of thing that couples do. And we seemed so comfortable with each other. She was wearing a long brown skirt and high heels, and when she accidentally kicked me she suggested that heels could cause pain... or much pleasure.

Somehow we got on the topic of whether or not it was possible to... get busy shall we say... in a SmartCar. I wasn't sure, but she seemed pretty certain it would be possible.

As we sat there she fidgeted a little; so did I. Yet I couldn't take my eyes off of her face.She could look quite demure and shy one moment, and then the next - was that desire in here eyes? In her smile?

The coffee shop might have been completely full, but she and I were the only two people there as far as I was concerned. And I was just lost in her eyes.