Mark stood at the side door of the building that led to Hannah's apartment. He had flowers, daisies in his hands. He knew Hannah loved them. He remembered that from when she was just a little girl, he had brought her a few daisies once; she must have been 12 or so. He had seen them by the road and picked them for her, she had almost burst into tears. Mark had felt sorry for her as a kid, her family treated there dog better than they had her.

Hannah opened the door smiling.

"Hey Hannah." Mark said then his mouth fell open, she looked gorgeous. The tight short black skirt had his mouth watering. He was ass man all the way and her baggy jeans had been hiding a real treasure. The white top accentuated her breasts and he wanted nothing more than to bury his face in them. She had her hair curled falling loosely around her shoulders and her glasses seemed to be missing.

"Damn girl, ya look great." Mark said.

"Thank you." Hannah said blushing.

She led Mark in to her living room. It was nicely done in warm brown and red. She had good taste.

"Here little girl." Mark said handing her the flowers.

"Thank you Mark, there my favorites." Hannah said smiling.

"I remember." Mark said.

Hannah impulsively hugged Mark and then took off to put the flowers in water.

"Do you want a beer?" Hannah asked.

"Sure." Mark said and sat down on the sofa.

Hannah brought him a beer and sat close beside him.

God just the scent of her was making him crazy.

"Mark, tell me about your wrestling career, I used to watch you every week, you know." Hannah said smiling.

"You did huh?" Mark said grinning.

"Yes." Hannah said.

They sat and talked a good while about his career. Mark began to notice Hannah fingers were running up and down his arm. It felt good, too damn good, he was getting a hard on from hell.

Hannah wondered if tip number 36 was working. 'Touch him often, let the man know you find him attractive and desirable, the lightest of caresses can be a powerful.'

Hannah didn't know if it was working or not but it was sure making her feel things in odd places.

"Well let me go get dinner on the table." Hannah said jumping up.

Mark let out a long sigh and watched her cute ass sway across the room.

"Girl's going to be the death of me." Mark said under his breath.

Mark kept remembering what Joey said to him, about taking advantage of Hannah, but his body was overriding that message and drowning it out.

Mark got up and adjusted his self and walked in the kitchen.

"Ready to eat?" Hannah asked.

"Yea, smells good." Mark said setting down at the table.

Hannah set a plate in front of him and went to walk to her chair and tripped.

Mark caught her pulled her in his lap.

"Thanks, one of these days I'm going to break my neck." Hannah said.

Mark felt her warm bottom pressing on a certain part of his anatomy and groaned.

"I'm sorry I'm probably too heavy for you." Hannah said trying to get up.

"No yer not girl, yer just right." Mark said.

He bent and brushed her lips once and then let her up.

Hannah blushed and sat down beside him.

They sat and chatted about anything and everything while they ate there meal. Mark was pleased to find they never ran out of things to talk about. Hannah was ecstatic; this night was going just perfect. After dinner, it was on to the seduction, if things worked out tonight it could change the rest of her life.

Hannah made coffee and brought it to the living room. She handed Mark a cup and sat done beside him on the couch.

"Hannah the meal was wonderful, I had a nice time tonight, I don't get too many home cooked meals unless I make them." Mark said.

"Well I'm glad you enjoyed it, usually I'm just cooking for myself or Joey." Hannah said.

"Lucky Joey." Mark said smiling.

They finished there coffee and Hannah took the cups and put them up and went back to set beside Mark.

Hannah took his hand in hers and smiled up at Mark it was now or never.

Mark swallowed hard; this little girl was really getting to him.

Hannah got up on the couch and leaned over Mark and kissed him. It was a totally innocent kiss but it blew Mark's mind. He gently pulled her in his arms and kissed her back stroking her lips with his tongue. But in the back of his mind something was bothering him, something wasn't right, these whole evening just wasn't Hannah, she wasn't exactly the seductress type. Mark suddenly pulled away from Hannah and sat her down.

"What s wrong Mark?" Hannah asked looking up at him.

"What in hell is going on here Hannah?" Mark asked pinning her with his gaze.

Hannah swallowed hard and tried to think of what to say. She had a feeling she was in deep shit.