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"Thanks! So do you - absolutely ravishing!"

He smiled across the table at her. It did feel like a date.

"I wanted to. We very rarely say thank you at work, and I had a nice bonus, which in part you helped me achieve, so I figure it's only fair, that I spend some of it on you, to thank you for your contribution."

He took her slender hand in his, then, and added.
"Besides, Jenn, I did want to thank you, and there are some things which cannot be said at work. I find you very attractive, but didn't want to make a scene at the Office; which would have been awkward for both of us."

He smiled, a warm and sincere smile.

"It gave me the perfect excuse to take a beautiful woman to dinner, with no pressure, but we could allow ourselves the pleasure of good food, and hopefully good company."

He gave her hand a gentle squeeze before he let go, and sipped his wine.
 
Jason had noticed that Jen was noticably relaxed and had moved closer, so he did the same.

He had a pleasant buzz from the good wine, and the combination of tasty food, which they shared from each others' plates, and good company made the meal very enjoyable.

Jason then knew that he would soon have to pay the bill, and didn't want the evening to end there. Jen seemed to be enjoying things as much as he was.

"Jen - shall we order coffee & liqueurs?" He asked, to guage her mood, as much as whether she actually wanted them. Great if she did, but he was hoping she'd come back to his place for a nightcap...
 
Jason was still enjoying himself immensely. He revelled in playing the alpha male. Jen seemed to enjoy his company playing along with him, when he made certain comments or making observations about some of the other people as they passed by.

He was glad that the smoked & frosted glass afforded them an amount of privacy, but then, he would pay for it.

Jason looked over and summoned the waiter.
"Deux Cafe avec chocolate S'il vous plait." Jason ordered. Then he added:
"Un moment - Calvados pour moi, et?" Then he raised his eyebrows at Jen to ask what liqueur she would like.
 
The waiter returned shortly, with the Calvados for Jason and a Tia Maria with a Cointreau twist.
Jason spoke to him quietly before he left, saying "Privee S'il vous plait."

Jason savoured the warmth and taste of his Pear Brandy, and smiled as Jen took the glass of coffee & orange liqueurs in her hand.
"Doesn't that smell so good?" He asked, before adding "We can enjoy these in private, we won't be bothered for a while."
He smiled and took another sip of his Calvados, before leaning back and letting his eyes roam over Jen's delectable form.
 
"Do you know how good you look?" He asked.
"Right now, this moment, is just perfect, sat across the table from a beautiful woman. I probably shouldn't say this, but I would love to take you home with me tonight. Does that shock you?"
 
Jason chuckled.
Jen could turn out to be a lot of fun!

"Shall we finish the meal and go back to my place, then?" He asked.

He sipped his coffee again, and looked her in the eye, as he reached across the table and took her hand in his.
 
Jason held the door of the cab open for Jen and as she climbed in, he got a tempting glimpse of her leg, as he dress rode up a little. Her toned calf and lower thigh set his pulse racing.

He climbed in after her, and sat close to her as the cab pulled away.

Dan handed the cab driver an envelope, with his address on it and sufficient cash to pay the fare.

"A little tip from my college days. If I drank a lot and couldn't remember which block I was living in, I used to put the money in an envelope and just give it to the cabbie when I got in. Always got me home!"

He smiled and turned to Jen, lifting her face to his with a finger.

"If I'm right, you want this as much as me."

He leant down then, and brushed his lips lightly across hers, tasting her lip gloss and a faint tang of the coffee and orange from her liqueur earlier.
She smelt divine, her perfume, subtle, but it was like a tendril of the fragrance had worked its way inside him and wrapped around his very core. He began to harden, as he parted his lips and tasted hers with the tip of his tongue.
 
Jason was relieved that he had read the situation (and Jen) right. He sank into the warm embrace of the kiss, with her beside him.
Too soon, he was aware the cab was stopping.

"Ummmm....we're here - come on up!" He said, as the cab stopped at the kerb and he opened the door and got out, holding the door open for her.

"Thanks, mate!" He said to the cabbie, shutting the door, and patting the roof, to signal he could drive off.

Jason led Jen up the steps to his house.

He opened the door and led her into the tiled hallway. The old victorian style house, still had the oak panelling on the walls. Several paintings still hung in their frames,although he had added some modern influences with photographs taken on his travels, over the years.

"Come in, Jen. Welcome to my home." He said simply.

He led her down the hall into the Lounge. The door being open. He had previously tidied up, so the usual detritus of the batchelor was absent.

He offered her a seat in one of the black leather armchairs.
"Can I take your coat?" He asked, closely followed by "And can I offer you a drink?"
 
Jason walked over to Jen with a brandy for each of them. He handed one to her.
"Yes, they are all my work. Photography is a hobby of mine."
He pointed to the phot she was examining.
"That was taken in Sarajevo. There was a stunning beach, set amongst the mountains. The people seemed quite poor, yet they lived amongst the most astounding natural beauty. They were happy, content, yet still proud of what they have. This girl." Jason pointed to a young girl dressed in a smock top and jeans, carrying a basket.
"She was returning from, her weekly shopping trip. That basket held all her food for her family. The amazing thing was, she filled the basket for less than you or I earn in a day, yet she felt she had everything her family needed."
Jason shook his head in marvel, as he recalled his conversation with her.
"She told me, she left school at fifteen, with no qualifications, yet she was helping her mother bring up three younger siblings and still had time to look after herself, and look that pretty, with those high cheekbones and full lips."

He stopped and walked a bit further down the wall.
"This one, was taken in Florida, just off Key West. This barracuda, was trying to steal the bait off a friends' hook, as we were fishing. I just happened to have the camera ready to snap the sunset, which is why the fish is such an amazing mix of colours, all reds, and oranges, which also reflect off the water."

Jason turned then, and looked at Jen.
"I reckon you'd look pretty good on film. Well I take digital now, but now I've seen you out of work, I know you have an amazing figure Jen. I'd love to photograph you."

He sipped his brandy and waited for her response.
 
Jason smiled then, REALLY smiled. Photography was his passion outside work,and Jen would make a fantastic subject.
"You would?" He blurted out, not really expecting her to go for it, given that it could have been taken as the cheesiest come on ever!

"We could go to different locations, shoot different effects, different costumes!" He realised he had got carried away in the moment.

He took a long sip on his brandy, and seemed to be dwelling on something.
 
"I got carried away. I don't want to bore you!"

He took another sip from his glass and smiled.

"Mind you." He ventured. "I can just imagine you in a skimpy swimsuit, posing on the veranda I have out back."

The mental image he had, of her in black heels and a sleek black bikini, leant against the oak handrail, looking back over her shoulder at him, as he shot a series of photos of her, had his cock growing hard buy the second.

He smiled, a boy's smile, full of mischief, but there was a hint of lust in there as well.

Question was, would she bite?
 
Jason had to gulp his brandy, for fear of choking on it, when Jen said "Sheesh...why not just nothing at all?"

Jason's smile grew even wider then.

"OK, Jen....the sun is just going down. With you leaning over that veranda, naked, looking back over your shoulder at me. I'd be a fool to turn that offer down."

He offered her his hand, and then said:
"Come on, I really want to shoot you - right now!"

He took her hand and turned....would she follow?
 
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Jason dashed for the door, reaching it slightly before Jen.

"You might have been joking, Jen, but I wasn't."
Jason then paused to let that sink in before continuing.

"Is this how you think this evening is going to end - you act all hot & sexy, spinning me lines, then turn into the Ice Queen?"

He paused to lock the door & pocketed the key.

"Oh, no, my dear Jen. Tonight will be much more different for you - I shall teach you to tease my cock!"

Jason towered over her, with him being over six feet tall, and she just over five, she couldn't overpower him.

He grabbed her by the throat, and picked her up, before pushing her to the floor. Before she could resist; he quickly slid his hand up under her lace
dress, and ripped her lacy thong from her slender body, and wadded it into a ball.

As she opened her mouth to protest at such rough treatment, he stuffed the thong into her mouth, and clamped his hand over it.

He dragged her over to the wall cupboards, with one hand, and opened a cupboard with the other. He pulled out a box.

Once he had dragged her to the heavy sofa, he opened the box to reveal:
Handcuffs (2 pairs),
A coil of nylon rope,
A pair of scissors,
A roll of gaffa tape,
Some clothes pegs.

He cuffed her hands together with the chain going behind the leg of the sofa, and did the same to her slender ankles.

Then, he unrolled some of the tape and wound it round her head, gagging her with her underwear.....
 
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