"I'm sorry, , I just need some more time to think about this. It's all so sudden and so much to take in. I hope you can understand."
"Sure, Janet, I get it. Take as long as you need. No pressure, huh?" You give her a wry smile and she blushes and adjusts her hair.
“Tell you what, I'll get going now," you offer, rising from the sofa. "Give you the time you need. I'll be at home for the rest of the week, so you can either give me a call there, or I'll see you on Monday as per usual."
"Oh, sure. I mean, if you're sure. I mean, you don't have to go if you don’t want to." Janet seems rather flustered now, and your thoughts stray to her changing her mind before you leave. Is it confusion over your offer and her feelings for you, or horniness that's got her bothered?
"Well, if I stayed, what did you have in mind?" you ask, hoping for a hint as to the nature of her dilemma.
"Oh, um... I don't really know," she mumbles, looking away suddenly. "I guess, you did bring that bottle of wine with you and it would be a shame if I were drinking it alone. I've, um, got a new DVD somewhere that I haven't watched yet too. We could watch that, if you’d like." She looks back at you with something like a lot more confidence.
Looks like it's your call, sport. |