answer. What usually followed was one night out and the next one in. No real harm in that if they were both consenting adults. If men could enjoy the fairer sex, then why couldnât the fairer sex enjoy them, as well? Two could play the same game, and what a game it was.
In high school she was always one of the prettiest girls in her class. She was a cheerleader, on the yearbook staff, a member of the debate team, and even the class treasurer. Like Tess McGill in Working Girl , she had a head for business and a bod for sin. In spite of all that, she was still her own womanâstrong, proud, and determined to make a difference. Law school seemed like a natural choice for her. Northern California born from a prominent family, she wanted to stay in state but still have a chance to get out on her own. The University of San Diego Law School was the perfect fit. It offered warmer, drier weather along with great beaches and a relaxed lifestyle. Diane excelled not only in her studies but socially as well.
In college she dated a number of guys but had one truly serious boyfriend. A teaching assistant, who was a class ahead of her, first introduced Diane to more carnal, if not to say, âkinky,â sexual preferences. At first she resisted but slowly he eased her into an appreciation of the less socially discussed forms of intimacy which released feelings and desires in her she had long kept locked away and secret. Their adventures, as he liked to call it, were always a wonderful release and distraction from the pressures of papers and exams. He even proposed to her, but Diane was set on building a career first. She could have her fun along the way as need be, but career was goal number one.
She started at Bernstein, Goodman, Scheckman, & Tyler not long after graduation. Maybe it was her grades that got her the job. Maybe it was her looks. Maybe it was both. Regardless, she was a real lawyer now and she was going to make the most of it.
When Myles first arrived at the firm, Diane was taken with his good looks and friendly, sweet nature. He always dressed well, smelled clean and fresh, and greeted everyone with a warm smile. Myles wasnât like other men who always came on strong. It was a nice change of pace for her to be treated like a person rather than an object to be desired.
She hadnât been dating as much since starting at the firm. The days were long and the weekends even longer sometimes. Thus if a romance developed with Myles, maybe he would understand her schedule better than her more recent, short-term boyfriends.
Whenever she needed to go talk to Myles, she made sure to always look her best. Yet no matter what she did, he never seemed to take the bait. This made Myles all that more appealing to Diane. She craved what she couldnât have. She liked the chase, and this stud was certainly giving it to her. Diane finally made the first move and asked him about having drinks after work one night to further discuss a case. He agreed, and they went to a bar right around the corner from their office.
Talking with Myles was easy. He listened. He paid attention and asked questions. His eyes didnât wander around the bar checking out other women. Myles focused on Diane and took in everything she told him with a sympathetic, reassuring and supportive ear. But when it came to talking about himself, she sensed Myles was a bit more guarded.
He mentioned having gone through a few relationships of late. None were quite working out. He tried too hard, his friend Brody would tell him. Maybe his buddy was right. Myles wanted a relationship too much. He thought Casey was the one for sure this time, but he was scared off too. Diane cocked her head. It was loud in the bar with music playing and everyone trying to talk over everyone else. Did she hear Myles correctly? He? She wanted to be sure.
âSo what does Casey do for a living, if I may ask?â Diane asked, as she leaned in close for his answer.
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