13 Chapter 13: LEE

"I don't live that far from here; about three blocks, but if you want I can call us a cab-"

"I think that I can manage three blocks."

"You can, but how are your feet?"

"If you were serious about that foot massage then I think there's incentive." He grinned and stood, slipping on his jacket before taking her hand.

Once they got out to the night air, he placed his hand around her waist and she did the same. She sighed in contentment as they walked arm in arm.

"How old are you?" She asked, seemingly out of the blue. He gave her a surprised look.

"I'm sorry, I'm thirty three. I should have mentioned that. Second to the youngest in my family." They walked at a comfortable pace. Her feet were screaming at her but she didn't limp much. With his arms around her, it seemed that her feet barely touched the ground!

They reached a crosswalk with a red light and Lee's hand very slowly moved to cup her rear as they waited for the light to change. She'd never done anything like this before, but her hand slipped down and she palmed his tight ass.

"And all this time I thought you were a shy girl." He smiled. Damn, that smile could melt a block of ice!

"Come here..." She pulled his head boldly down to hers and her lips crushed against his. She heard the bell tone of the light indicating for them to walk. They stood there on the corner kissing instead.

"Tory, you better be careful," he groaned. "I haven't kissed like this in a long time and I might be forced to skip your foot rub...for something better."

"To hell with the foot rub," she said boldly and pulled his ass until his pelvis was flush with her belly. She sighed in pleasure when hardness met her soft belly. Lee's hands suddenly gripped her ass, holding her in place as his pelvis rolled against her, knees dipping slightly as he thrust forward.

"Mmm..." Tory whimpered as the center of her leaped in response. The stop light indicator sounded again and this time Lee tore himself away from her. He gripped her hand and pulled her across the street at a fast walk. When he got to the curb he took it slowly and waited for her to step up. He again pulled her along, walking briskly.

"Come on baby, two more blocks."

"Ok!" She laughed as she clipped along after him. She was starting to pant.

Lee groaned. "Ohhhh, baby," he half joked. "You sound so sexy!"

Tory laughed and for once was happy to allow herself to become breathless. They reached another corner but they had the light so Lee led her across quickly without pausing.

"Lee..." she panted, "If it's much further-"

"No, we're here. It's the third building up." He led her to the entrance of a large building but instead of guiding her up the stairs to go inside he embraced her, stroking her back, giving her an opportunity to catch her breath. She rested her head on his big chest until her breathing calmed.

After a few moments he looked down at her. "Ready?"

She nodded against him. "Please tell me you have an elevator."

"Yes." He kissed her nose. "It's pretty rickety inside so be careful."

Now her feet were in serious jeopardy of giving out on her as she took the stairs. "It's dark." She said, gripping his arm as they entered the building.

"I know. I'm the only person in the building so I usually keep the light off." He put his arm around her. "Don't worry, I'll guide you." Tory thought that this evening had been full of wonder...but being led through a darkened building by a blind man had to be the kicker.

Lee pulled up the gate of an industrial sized elevator. He helped her in and soundly closed it. At least in here was an emergency light that cast a soft glow over the harsh, unfinished building interior.

"This is kind of a work in progress. I'm the first tenant so excuse the mess. I told them that I didn't mind as long as they kept the walkway clear." The lift came to a jerky stop, but his arms held her in reassurance as he reached up with the other to lift open the gate. "The elevator is perfectly safe. The door to the loft won't open unless the gate is in place."

They stepped into the darkened room and this time Lee reached over to hit the lights.

"Oh my God..." Tory's hands went to her mouth. The loft was gorgeous! He led her into the oversized room. The ceilings had to be fifteen feet! It was immaculate with tiled or stone floors that indicated the separation of rooms instead of walls. This was nothing like the cold cement floors and brick walls that she would see in the movies. This was a successful man's home. It had obviously been professionally decorated. She eyed Lee curiously.

He had money like that?

"Do you like it? They gave it to me already furnished. Cost more...but it's not like I could have done anything like this." It was decorated very minimalist, which didn't mean that it was cold and emotionless. It was very much the opposite. There were wooden carvings and art on the walls that had texture. The windows were floor to ceiling and sheathed in blinds that when drawn showed an oriental design.

A cat leaped from a perch and strutted over to investigate the visitor. The orange tabby blinked at her and then circled her legs with a slight purr.

"Hey kitty." Tory reached down and stroked the cat's back. "What's your cat's name?"

"I haven't named her yet. I found her when I moved here. But she answers to cat...or the sound of a can of cat food opening." He moved toward the kitchen. "I figured she could work off her room board by catching mice and keeping me company. Would you like something to drink?"