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[pictureira]

Ira had paid for his tab quickly, because all he wanted to do was get back to Sam. Ira wasn't the only one to have eyes for her, that much was obvious. He can ignore the crowd with ease, that was Ira. Once focused, he stayed focus and Sam was on his mind tonight

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[know_how_u_feel]

"Hi!" She giggled as she was willingly dragged outside and hurried into the cab. Getting into a cab in a short skirt was tricky enough and after the shots she'd had it was inevitable that she'd give the cabbie a bit of a show. She wasn't pulling a Paris Hilton or Lindsay Lohan but the panties she wore were sheer enough that she might as well have. By the time Ira was in she was tugging down the hemline for some semblance of decorum. Of course, when his fingers slid over her knee she seriously considered giving the older man a show of a different kind.

Sam placed her hand on top of his and moved it up her thigh slightly. "I was hoping to see you again."

[pictureira]

"Are you warm in here? You can borrow my coat if you'd like," he wore a black pea coat that complimented his body. He would cover her legs. The ride wouldn't be that long to his apartment. It didn't occur to Ira that she may have accidentally flashed the driver. Ira is very into her. He smiled when she mentioned a hope of seeing him again.

"Tell me about it. What luck I'd run into you again," Ira didn't tempt fate. He could have looked her up after their first meeting, but he didn't. And here they were. Ira gave her a little smirk, and ran his fingertips along her thigh. The cabbie cleared his throat, so Ira pauses his hand. Clearly they were making the driver a little nervous. "So, this isn't a truth or dare question, so you aren't obligated to answer. Have you thought of our little encounter since?"

[know_how_u_feel]

She had a coat of her own but it really didn't do anything for her bare legs. In the bar it hadn't mattered. There were so many people that it was actually a little hot but the second they'd gone outside, she was reminded that it was still winter. It might have gotten bad if they weren't able to find a cab right away.

"No, I'm okay." She reassured him then brought her mouth close to his ear to add softly. "I'm actually really hot." A state that was entirely his fault and definitely not something she was complaining about. Though she did pout a little when his hand stopped only halfway up her thigh. There were parts a little further up that were aching for his attention.

"Just about every time I open my underwear drawer. You know I went back up to the store. I was going to try and be slick and just accidentally bump into you again but you weren't working. I should have just gotten your number."

[pictureira]

Ira leaned in for her to whisper to him, and he smiled softly. He was hot as well, and he blamed her as well. She wasn't touching him, but damn did her presence drive him a little crazy. That good kind of crazy. "In a few minutes, we'll be at my place," so Ira decided to risk it, slipping his hand between her thighs ever so hotly.

"Good. Just what I wanted," he leaned in and kissed the inside of her neck. "Every time I walked into the shop, I thought of you. I don't work there as often as I did in college. I'm sorry we missed each other. I guess we'll just have to make up for that lost time tonight, hmmm?"