Meeting Bree

Fortunately, he found the game he was looking for and was soon caught up in the action. "Thank God for hockey," he muttered to himself.

He was startled awake by the buzzing of his cell phone, "Hello."

"Hey stud," Brandi answered, "you got our girl all wound up now."

"She's wound up? I may need Ritalin to settle me down," he responded.

"Heheh, you were fine Vic" Brandi replied, "you handled yourself very well, even though you tried to choke her to death with your tongue."

"I wanted to do a whole lot worse than that, I just restrained myself."

"Anymore and they would have hosed the pair of you down, but hey I understand, you're old and you have to move fast." Brandi jibed.

"Uhuh." Vic replied unimpressed.

"So what's the plan for tomorrow?" Brandi enquired.

"I haven't decided, and to be honest this whole thing has me more than a little freaked."

"Why are you freaked?" Brandi asked.

"Think about it Brandi. I've known Angie for six years, we've talked off and on over that time, but never for a real prolonged period, she's freaking 25 years old, married to a doctor.."

"Blah blah blah," Brandi interrupted, "just get over yourself already. You two were practically screwing on the table and you're worried about all this other stuff? I was there Vic, I saw the way the two of you checked each other out when you thought no one was looking."

"She was gorgeous," Vic responded.

"Ok stay with me here champ, I don't want to have to ice you down," Brandi laughed.

"So I've had a couple of calls from the girls that were there tonight who were willing to act as your chaperone for the next couple of days."

"Girl Scouts looking to do their good deed?" Vic quipped.

"Something like that. Actually, I think they want to try some Canadian bacon," Brandi laughed.

"Ok, I've been called worse," Vic chuckled. "So who's the lucky contestant?"

"I'm not sure just yet, I have to ask Angie, she's going to want to know what's going on. Knowing her, she's probably thinking about it right now wondering who's going to be hitting on you."

"I'm sure she'll be fine with whoever you choose, Brandi. You love to tease, but you'd never do anything to hurt her, she knows that. She may bitch and moan about it, but deep down she knows the truth."

"Ok, but I'm telling her this was your idea if she comes at me with any kind of weapon."

"Fair enough." He replied, "So I'll leave it to you to set it all up and get back to me with the details, but right now I've got to get some sleep if I'm going to survive tomorrow's meetings."

"K, nite Vic, sweet dreams." Brandi said, disconnecting the call. "This guy is going to get me killed," she muttered to herself as she tried to decide which of her friends would act as his guide over the next couple of days.

The next morning, Angie opened the door to her studio and set about getting set up for the mornings classes. She was thankful that she was alone for a bit so she could get her thoughts in order, "Like a few more minutes will help," she muttered to herself, "I couldn't get them straight all night, and I expect them to suddenly fall into place now?"

After she finished getting ready, she went back to her office to get some of her paperwork out of the way. She was vaguely aware of people entering the studio, but gave it little thought, her instructors were able to deal with most things, and if anything important came up, they knew where she was.

Just then there was a soft knock at the door, "Come in," Angie called.

The door slowly opened and a little girl looked in, "Miss Angie, there's a parcel here for you."

Angela looked up at the little girl, peeking through her bangs at her, "Ok sweetie, I'll be right there."

Angela wondered if the shipment she had ordered had arrived, although she didn't think it would be this fast, as she left her office to move to the front door.

The delivery man handed her a bouquet of white sweetheart roses when she identified herself and asked for her signature for delivery.

All the girls watched as she took the bouquet in its vase to her office, some clapping, "Ms. Angie's got an admirer," the little girl who had knocked on her door, whispered to her little friend.

Angela smiled at the two little girls as she brought the roses to her nose and entered her office. She put the vase on her desk and took the card from the envelope, "Every princess deserves to be surrounded by beauty. Love you Bree." Was all the card said, but she knew, only he called her Bree, he always had.

She grabbed her phone, "Early or not, she's got to tell me what's going on."

"Hello," Brandi mumbled into the phone.

"Who's taking him out?" Angela asked without thought.

"Geez Ange, I'm on vacation, remember?" Brandi griped.

"Look, you two planned this little surprise, no one told me what was going on, so expect no sympathy from me. Now, who's taking him out?"

"Alison," Brandi yawned into the phone.

"Alison?" Angela repeated. "And you were going to tell me this when?"

"Ange, its only 8:00 a.m. give me a break, or at least a chance to wake up before I fill you in on all the details, sheesh."

"Forget it, I'll call Alison myself." Angela stated.

"Uhh, Ange," Brandi interrupted.

"Yeah?"

"I don't think that's such a good idea, do you?" Brandi asked. "After all, he's supposed to be my friend and suddenly you're calling Alison to put her through the inquisition?"

"Look, he came here to see you, do you honestly think that he would give his attention to anyone else? He's male, but he's not stupid."

Angela sighed in exasperation, "I know, but at the same time it should be me taking him out! It should be us touring around together, not him and Alison!"

"Sweetie, if it were you and him, something tells me he wouldn't see anything but the inside of his bedroom, not that he would mind, but you and I both know you both would never leave that room."

Angela laughed at the image, "You're probably right. Should I call him?"

"Nice try there Colombo," Brandi laughed, "I might have just been rudely awakened, but I'm not THAT slow. I'm not giving you his number."

"How am I supposed to talk to him then?" Angela fumed.

"Hmm, let's see...for the last six years, off and on, you've communicated how?"

"But I don't want to use Yahoo, he's here in Houston, besides, he's in conference this morning, he's not going to be online. Brandi, I'm losing a whole day that I could be spending with him and he's only here this week."

"Ange, you have a business to run, there's nothing you or he could do."

"Don't worry, I've already talked to Brad and I'm taking you out to dinner tonight. Of course the minute I said that, he was booking a tee time." Brandi laughed.

"Yeah? And are we eating alone?" Angie asked.

"Well, I was going to bring a friend along if you were ok with it. He's in town and doesn't know anyone, you don't mind do you?"

"Well, if he's all alone, I guess its ok."

"You're gonna like him, he's kinda cute in an old sort of way, and he does make me laugh."

"I'm going to tell him you called him old," Angie laughed.

"Just don't get us arrested tonight, ok Ange?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Angie, I was there last night, remember? I saw how he looked at you, I saw the way you said 'good night'. It's a wonder you didn't just go at it on the table, poor bugger probably blew out the zipper on his pants."

"It wasn't that bad." Angie said.

"Ange, Alison noticed." Brandi replied.

"WHAT?! What do you mean, 'Alison noticed', we didn't do anything when they were there. He touched me when you were dancing, but that was it."

"Ange, I'm telling you, you two were smoking last night. There were little looks that you threw at each other, subtle little glances, and when he looked at you, it was like no one else existed. Sure he talked to everyone, but when you looked his way, no one else seemed to matter."

"Don't worry, I just told Alison that I had talked to Vic a lot about you and he was just checking you out. I didn't tell her that he was checking your tonsils with his tongue though."

"Shut up," Angela laughed, remembering the kiss from the night before. "What should I wear tonight?"

"Body armour." Was Brandi's quick retort. "I don't know Ange, you could wear a garbage bag and he wouldn't care. I'm sure you'll look great, just don't overdo it."

"Oh my god, I have a class in five minutes, I'll see you tonight, and I want the details on Alison's tour guiding."

Brandi rolled her eyes, "Yes ma'am," she laughed as she hung up the phone.

She had no sooner settled back down, and her phone buzzed again. "Does no one sleep in anymore?" She mumbled as she answered her phone.

"Hello," Brandi said, trying not to sound annoyed.

"Hey Brandi," Alison answered, "have you talked to Vic yet and let him know that we would be going out this afternoon?"

"Yeah, I talked to him last night, and he said he'd be ready and meet you in the lobby of the hotel. What did you have planned?" Brandi asked.

"Oh I don't know, thought we might check out the museum, he mentioned something last night about liking history, and they have some kind of historical exhibit there this month."

"Umm, Brandi, can I ask you something?" Alison asked.

"Sure, what's on your mind?"

"Well, I was just wondering, are you and he, umm, well, you know?"

Brandi laughed at the thought, "Uhh, no, definitely not!" she replied. "Love him to death, but there is nothing there other than friendship."

She could hear Alison's sigh on the other end of the phone, "Ok, good, I mean, it's none of my business what you do, but..."

"Alison, breathe, it's ok, I'm not upset." Brandi reassured her.

"So, umm, if you and he aren't an item, and I didn't see any rings or anything, is he involved?"

"Are you asking if you can ask him out?" Brandi asked, wondering how she got sucked into this mess.

"Well yeah, kinda."

"You can ask, although I'm pretty sure he's involved with someone." Brandi told her.

"Maybe it would be best to just act as his guide and see if there's anything there, but like I said, I think he's taken."

"Ok," Alison responded.

Brandi disconnected the call and gave up on getting anymore rest, "Angie's gonna kill me for sure if that girl hits on him, and if he's stupid enough to do anything, it will be a double homicide."

Vic's day was quickly slipping into a black hole. He hadn't gotten a lot of sleep, his mind was fixated on kissing Angie, the taste of her was still fresh in his mind and he couldn't wait to have those lips in contact with his again.

He was so out of it, his friend, and boss had to nudge him a few times. "What's wrong with you?" Jamie asked. "It's like you're in the Twilight Zone."

"Wait a second, would this have anything to do with that table full of women I saw you with last night?" Jamie asked.

Vic looked at his boss, "What are you talking about?"

"Don't pull that shit with me. I just happened to come down last night to the restaurant and lo and behold here's Vic sitting at a table of beautiful women. How did that happen, and where do I sign up?"

Vic sighed, "OK, well I've known a couple of those ladies for a few years now through the internet, and when one of them found out that I was coming here, she insisted we get together."

"And what aren't you telling me?" Jamie asked, forgetting all about the speaker at the podium.

"Don't give me that look, I know you all too well and I know there is more to this story than you knew a couple of these ladies for a few years. Which one are you chasing?"

"Sheesh, I'm not a hound," Vic said, laughing, "I've known two of them for about six years now, one of them is a very dear friend and I just wanted to spend time with them."

"Uhuh," was all Jamie said.

"What?" Vic said laughing, knowing full well that his story sounded lame, even to him.

Jamie just looked at him, not saying a word.

"Alright, alright. Angela, that's one of the ladies, and I were more than friends. We've talked about meeting, but never managed it until last night. She didn't know I was coming, and her friend and I set it up as a surprise."

"So what are you doing here? Why aren't you with her right now?" Jamie asked.

"Because she works and I'm pretty sure her husband would not approve of me visiting the house."

"I see, so last night was the only time you'll see her then?" Jamie asked, a smirk on his face.

"Shut up smartass, you're missing the presentation."

"We're done at 12:00, are you going out with her then," Jamie continued a few minutes later.

"No, Brandi, that's the other girl, set me up with another of their friends to go to the museum or something."

"Is she cute? The friend I mean."

"Ahh, yeah, she is, why do you ask?"

"And Angela is ok with this?" His boss looked at him.

"It's just a museum, she's not the jealous type. Besides, she's not Angela." Vic responded.

Jamie just looked at him and shook his head, "You're braver than I am, my follically challenged friend."

"Shut up and listen." Was Vic's only response.

As they exited the auditorium, Jamie looked over at his friend, "You gonna be alright?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. It's just weird seeing her face to face, you know? For six years we chatted, off and on and then suddenly she's there in the flesh and man I forget who I am."

Jamie laughed at his friend, "Buddy, I saw those ladies last night at your table, and honestly most guys would give their right nut to be with any of them. Tell you what, I'll help you take your mind off of it tonight, let's go out on the town, see what we can see."

Vic just looked at Jamie, "Umm, I can't."

"You're meeting her again?" he asked.

"Well, her and Brandi. We're going out to dinner." Vic responded.

"I see," Jamie answered, "you my friend are screwed."

This made Vic laugh, "You think? Hey, why don't you come too? That way you can meet them and it won't look so weird."

"Ahh, you're looking for a wingman."

"Sure, if that's what they call it. What do you say?"

"I'd love to meet this lady that has you all flustered. It doesn't hurt that I'll get to see two beautiful women all evening. That's better than what I had planned anyway."

"Great, be ready to go at 6:00. Oh, and no embarrassing stories."

"You have trust issues my friend." Jamie laughed.

Angela stepped from the shower, towel moving to take the excess water from her hair as she prepared for her evening out. She quickly ran the towel over her body, and moved to begin the process of drying her hair.

She stopped to look into the mirror to check out her reflection. As she stood there she noticed that her nipples were already taunt and her pussy lips were slightly swollen, that had been the case most of the day or at least since Brandi had told her that they were all going out to dinner tonight.

She pulled herself out of her daydream and began the process of getting ready, moving into the bedroom and pulling her underwear out of the drawer. She slid the black satin thong up her freshly shaven legs and over her swollen sex.

She slid into the matching bra and smiled as she pulled the short black dress into place, 'this will get your attention Vic,' she muttered to herself. She finished off her attire with black stilettos.

The doorbell chimed to bring her to the front door. As she admitted Brandi, she said, "I'm almost ready, just have to put the final touches on my makeup."

"Damn girl, you trying to kill the man?" Brandi asked, checking out her friend. "He's gonna be all over you tonight. Did I mention that his friend is coming too?"

"No, what friend?" Angela asked suspiciously.

"Relax, it's his buddy from Canada. Vic called to ask if it would be alright and I figured it wouldn't be an issue, so I told him to come along."

"How did his little 'date' with Alison go this afternoon?" Angie asked, trying to keep the edge out of her voice.

Brandi laughed, "It was fine, Alison had a good time, he was charming and funny and definitely distracted."

"I just told her he had a lot on his mind with the conference. She did offer to take him out again tomorrow."

"That's ok, I'm taking him out tomorrow, and she can find a hobby somewhere else." Angie said.

"Ange, we've been through this, you cannot explain that time away from the studio. Let Alison do it, there's a concert downtown tomorrow, she'll take him, and then you and he can have the evening together."

Angela looked at her friend knowing she was right, she sighed, "Ok, I get it, I don't have to like it though."

Brandi looked at her friend, "It's all going to be fine Ange, trust me. Can we go now?"

"I'm ready," Angela replied, grabbing her purse off the counter and moving out the door.

"You're sure this ok?" Jamie asked for the third time in the last 20 minutes.

"It's fine, I talked to Brandi this afternoon and she was fine with it. You'll enjoy yourself, these girls are a lot of fun."

Just then the ladies entered the lobby. Both Jamie and Vic stopped speaking as they saw them, totally transfixed by the vision before them.

Vic looked Angie in the eye, "You look beautiful Bree."

Angie felt her face flush just a little, "Thank you."

Brandi looked at Jamie, "We'd better get these two out of here before Vic's room becomes the destination."

"I think you're right," Jamie replied, "c'mon you two, we'll do introductions in the car."

As they headed for the car, Jamie hauled Vic back a bit, "Ok, just so I'm clear, that hot young lady up there is interested in you?"

"Why do you say it like that?" Vic asked, looking at his friend.

"Well no offense, but she's H-O-T! and you're....well, you're older." Jamie laughed.

Vic cuffed his friend on the shoulder, "You know, I can only say I'm thankful that you're on my side, sheesh."

Angela turned around, "What are you two scrapping about."

"Not a thing darling, just putting the young pup in his place." Vic responded.

"Uhuh," she replied, "well don't mark him up too bad, they'll wonder what happened at the club. Oh, and Vic, you're with me in the back, Jamie, is it? You can sit up with Brandi."

Jamie glanced sideways at Vic, "Un-freakin-believeable."

Vic just laughed at his reaction.

As they took their seats and fastened their seatbelts, Vic asked, "So ladies, where are we off too? Angie mentioned a club?"

"Yeah," Brandi responded from the front, looking in her rear view mirror, "there's this new country music club that just opened."

Vic's jaw dropped as Brandi made this statement.

Angie started laughing as she watched Vic's reaction, "Don't worry baby, you know I'd never do that to you. Believe me, I know how you feel about country music."

Brandi was still trying to pull herself together so she could actually leave, "Man I wish I had a picture of that look, it was priceless."

"Uhuh, you're hilarious, paybacks a bitch darling," Vic responded. "So where are we going?"

Angie reached over to put her arm in his, "There is a new club opened up, they play a mix, tonight I think it's like a jazz theme. Is that ok?" she asked as she looked over at him.

"Jazz sounds fun," Jamie said, taking in the two ladies and watching his friend's interaction with them.

Finally he had to ask, "Ok, I need to know," as he turned to look at Angela, "and you can tell me to back off if you want, but WHAT is the connection here?"

Angie looked over at Vic, stroking her fingers up and down his arm, "It's really not hard to understand. We met online like six years ago, Brandi and I were in school and I went online into a room and he was there."

"He was funny, he didn't take anything too seriously and he said what he thought. It didn't hurt that he didn't try and get me to send him naked pictures in the first two sentences, but he was just a sweet guy who treated me really well and became a very close friend."