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Subject: Master Wade's Latin Lust

Date: 8 Oct 1995 09:40:55 GMT

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MRWADE.131                                       By Master Wade








                           Latin Lust





                           Chapter Two








     Paul Medlin sat in one of the large wing-back chairs in the


office reception area, reading the Times-Dispatch.  It took a bit


of extra effort to get to work early enough that he could observe


this little ritual of his, but it was worth it.  The other partners


saw it as a sign that he was a go-getter, something they all


respected.  He saw it as an opportunity to watch Anna Maria walk


the fifteen or so steps from the front door to the hallway which


led to her office.  In his mind that was worth getting up early for


any day.


     What had immediately endeared Anna Maria to Paul was not her


physical beauty, although she certainly had not been short-changed


where that was concerned.  Rather, it was the obvious and powerful


fact that she had never felt compelled to sacrifice either her


femininity to her professionalism, or her professionalism to her


femininity.  Even those always-present office boors, like Jim


Carmichael, who hit on every woman who came through the doors,


could sense the strength of her integrity and intelligence, just as


strongly as her, at times, almost over-powering sensuousness.


     The women in the office recognized it too, from her first day


there, but amazingly enough they all liked her and if they were


threatened either by her beauty or her potential for success, they


never showed it.  There was a youthful innocence and charm about


her which seemed to make her seem non-threatening, but which did


nothing to lessen the validity of her position in the firm.


     "Buenos dias, Senorita Anna Maria," Paul said, rising and


bowing deeply as she entered the room.  His Spanish was pathetic,


but she loved his attempts at it, nonetheless.


     "Good morning, Mr. Medlin," she replied, smiling that


beautiful smile, and stopping to curtsy with a graceful flourish,


holding her skirt out to the side.  She walked close to him,


knowing he would enjoy the scent of her new perfume, and gave her


head an almost indescernible toss which made her brown hair sway


seductively as she turned to walk down the hall.


     Paul stood with the paper still in his hands, watching her


every movement until she disappeared into her office.  Sandra, the


receptionist, was accustomed to this morning ritual, but she


couldn't resist watching it, nor could she resist smiling at Paul


when he turned his head back to her and shook it slowly from side


to side.


     "If she stays here fifty years, you'll still be doing that


every morning, won't you?", Sandra asked, teasingly.


     "Yes," he said, folding the paper back up.  "Even if they have


to roll me in, I'll still be doing that.  Not a doubt in the


world."


     "You could always ask her out, you know."  It wasn't the first


time she had suggested it.


     "Right.  I have a tie that is older than she is.  Not that I


wouldn't love it, you understand."


     "I still say she might surprise you.  Wouldn't kill you to ask


her."


     "No, it would only kill me if she said no.  Maybe someday. 


We'll see."


     Closing the door to his office, Paul reveled for just a few


more minutes in self-pity, and then purposely set about shaking his


thoughts clear of the adorable young woman who had such a stong


appeal to him.  There was work to do.


     In her own office, Anna Maria looked at her calendar, trying


to focus on what lay ahead of her for the day.  Appointments til


eleven, a firm meeting with the partners and associates from eleven


until lunch, then two more appointments in the afternoon.  Maybe


she would get away a little early today, if all went well.  The


phone on her desk buzzed.  It was Sandra.


     "This is none of my business, but he's crazy about you, you


know."


     "Who?"


     "Who?  Who do you think?  Paul Medlin."


     "Oh, he isn't, silly.  He's just a nice man who genuinely


likes women."


     "No, it's more than that.  Trust me.  He's just afraid you


think he's too old for you.  Do you?"


     "Too old?  He's 47 isn't he?  Is that too old for me?"


     Sandra laughed quietly.  "I guess you have to answer that one


for yourself.  Personally, I don't think a man like Paul can ever


be too old."


     "I like older men.  He should know that."


     "Well, he may never know it if you don't tell him.  Unless you


want me to tell him?"


     "No!  I mean, no...it's okay, I'll try to let him know that I


don't think he's too old...somehow..but I still think you're wrong


about his interest in me.  He probably thinks I'm too young."


     Sandra sighed.  "I give up.  Just thought you'd like the


opinion of an old pro at these things."


     "Yes, thanks very much, old pro," Anna Maria said cheerfully.


"I'll keep you posted, okay?"


     As she put the reciever back in its place, Anna Maria smiled


to herself and thought about Paul.  Maybe it was time to boost his


courage a bit.  Perhaps Sandra was right, afterall.


     There wasn't time to think much more about Paul until the firm


meeting, and Anna Maria found it hard to concentrate on business


with him seated across the table from her.  If he had a similar


problem he certainly didn't show it.  There had been times, though,


when Anna Maria had sensed the truth of Sandra's suspicions, even


though she wouldn't admit it to her.  There was sometimes a power


in his gaze that in itself was enough to almost melt her when he


looked at her.  She knew he worked hard to stay in control of his


emotions, and she wondered what he would be like in bed.  He was


certainly handsome, nearly six feet tall, just a touch of gray


showing in his dark blonde hair.  There was somehow a mixture of


cruel toughness underlying his friendly and always gentlemanly


manners, something which Anna Maria found particularly appealing.


He seemed strong and intelligent, but yet gentle and caring.  Older


men were often like that, but none she had met so far mixed those


attributes as attractively as Paul did.


     Toward the end of the meeting, Anna Maria thought about asking


Paul if he would like to have lunch with her, but then remembered


that she had promised to meet Betty at Julian's.  She had been


looking forward to that too, so she resigned herself to waiting for


another time.


     Betty had been a good friend to Anna Maria ever since they


roomed together at Westhampton.  It had been easy for them to stay


in touch, but they had both been busy since graduation, and they


only saw each other irregularly now, often less than once a month.


Anna Maria wanted to see her more often and to rekindle some of the


closeness they had felt while rooming together, but she wasn't sure


how to go about it.


     Betty was waiting for her at a table toward the back of the


busy restaurant.  At 5'9", Betty was taller than Anna Maria, and


her blonde hair and fair skin was quite a contrast to Anna Maria's


hispanic features.  Anna Maria had always envied her long legs and


larger breasts, although she was very proud of her own body, and


preferred being 5'6".  She loved the way she looked in high heels,


and Betty found it hard to wear heels as high as the ones Anna


Maria preferred.  She remembered fondly how Betty used to try hers


on, and the wonderful effect they had on her legs as she modeled


them.  Thinking about that made her flush, and she tried to change


her thoughts to more normal things as she sat across from her


friend.


     "We really should spend more time together, Anna," Betty said


later during their meal.  "I know you're busy, but we should just


make some time for us."


     Anna Maria laughed softly.  "Are you a mind reader?  I was


just thinking the same thing myself.  I miss our college days.  Why


don't we go shopping sometime soon?  I love to shop, now that I can


finally afford to buy something."


     "That's a great idea!  I'd love that.  How about Saturday? 


Will you be free?"


     "Yes! And I know just what we'll do. We'll start early, maybe


have breakfast at The Jefferson.  Then we'll shop hard until


lunchtime, have a nice long lunch together at Brennigan's, shop


hard again until around 5:00, and then we'll go to my house, cook


some steaks on the grill, and try on what we bought.  How does that


sound?"


     "I love it!  And, one more thing.  We both get to pick one


outfit out that the other one HAS to buy.  There is something I've


been dying for you to have, and now's the chance for me to make


sure you get it."


     "Agreed!  Just don't forget that you're the one who came up


with that idea."


     Betty chuckled and smiled warmly at Anna Maria.  It wasn't the


only idea she had come up with.  She just hoped that Anna Maria was


ready for the others.





Continued in MRWADE.132....





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