Love at first sight

As soon as I saw her standing there I knew I was doomed. I was in love. Don't be ridiculous, that only happens in fiction. Not true! It happened to me. I had to get close to her. I walked across the room. I stood next to her. She didn't move. I reached out and touched her gently. She didn't flinch. Her body was silky smooth. I ran my hand slowly over her. I was right – all her bumps and curves were in the right places. She felt beautiful.

We sat together for a while. The initially cold touch of her leather warmed against my body. The leather smell that she carried that morning was intoxicating. Not only did she look beautiful but she smelled heavenly as well. She was all a man could want.

I had to be with her, forever. This was madness! What would I tell the family? The financial implications were bad enough, but the upheaval and impracticalities would make the situation impossible.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that we were being watched. How long had he been standing there? Had he seen me touching her, caressing her? He started to move in our direction, slowly at first then quickening his step. As he got closer I began to sweat. My palms felt clammy against her leather. I daren't touch her again.

I couldn't get away in time. There was no escape. I felt embarrassed. I began to wish that I'd never set eyes on her that morning. If I hadn't looked in through the window I would never have seen her, I would have been sat at my desk oblivious to all this torment.

It was too late now, he was standing next to us. I stood up to face him, he was slightly taller than me. He looked down at me and spoke. At first he was quite reasonable, 'Good morning' he said. Then he uttered those fateful words that were to change my life forever, 'Would you like me to arrange a test drive sir?'