She welcomed the break in the conversation. The lunch was as faultless a choice as the wine. They finished the food and drink while keeping the conversation light and cheerful.

After lunch, Dave suggested she leave her car at the restaraunt lot and ride with him to his cabin. The jeep climbed the snow-covered roads to his place, about five miles out in the country.

The well-furnished A-frame cabin was modern and comfortable with wide picture windows in the kitchen and bedroom.

He put his arms around her waist and drew her to him tightly, kissing her lips hungrily. Then, hands still on her waist, he held her out and looked down at her body approvingly.

"You are a very pretty woman," he said. "I know I'll have no trouble getting turned on to you. A woman needs some foreplay to be stimulated, though. Do you mind?"

"What kind of foreplay?"

"Let me strip your clothes off while I handle you a little. Then maybe if I handle your tits and cunt… "

Joe never thought of me like this, she thought. Maybe he knows what it takes to make a woman happy.

"Okay," she said. "Do you want me in any position?"

"Let me take care of that."

He picked her up and held her in his arms and looked down at her. She put her arms around his neck, hoping he would find her pretty even when fully clothed. Her dress was tight enough for him to see that her tits were nicely proportioned, her waist slender, her hips streamlined but flared a little.

Still holding her, he bent and kissed her. Nervously, she smiled and returned the kiss. He turned and carried her to the bed and gently laid her down on her back, giving her a view of the large mirror on the ceiling.

"Now part of your stimulation," he said, quickly taking off his clothes, "is in anticipation, in this case the anticipation of being stripped. I'll have to handle you a lot while stripping you down naked. I'll have to roll you over and back lots of times."