DangerousDarkEyes
Shadow Dancer
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(Closed, looking for one experienced male writer to write with me. PM me if interested)
Jenny Worthington had her best blue dress suit on with the white blouse which was rather tight fitting against her jacket. She was just checking in at the terminal gate when she dropped her purse, “Damn!” she whispered under her breath as she stooped down to pick up the fallen things. As she stood up she hadn’t notice the man that had leaned down to offer her a hand, instead she came up bumping her head against his. “Oh I’m really sorry, didn’t see you there, thanks though,” she said, her voice dripped with sexuality.
She turned around quickly and finished checking in and getting her ticket, but not without taking a quick glance, noticing what a remarkable man she had bumped heads with. In fact, she thought she could almost feel his eyes on her tight ass when she handed over her luggage to the baggage man.
Never looking back, she walked away and went into the lounge; she had practically an hour to kill before her plane took off. This was the first business meeting she had agreed to go on in the last few months. So much had happened in the past months that she neither had the time nor honestly hadn’t cared about the company in awhile. She was actually looking forward to her trip, especially because the people in this new cosmetic company in California seemed very excited about the product line she was going to show them.
“What can I get for you, good looking?” the bartender asked with a wink and a smile.
“Hmmm, since you’re working and I obviously can’t have you, how about a bourbon and coke?” she flirted back, flashing her emerald eyes along with flipping back her dark wavy hair.
She was in one of her spirited moods today and even though this was a business trip, she felt like having fun with it too. Jenny shortly noticed the man she had bumped heads with walk into the bar where he took a seat several stools down from hers. She caught the attention of the bartender and told him she wanted to buy the man a drink, but not to tell him where it came from. She laughed soft and sweetly and she had a good idea the man would know exactly where the drink came from, but she was more curious to know what, if anything was he going to do about it.
Jenny Worthington had her best blue dress suit on with the white blouse which was rather tight fitting against her jacket. She was just checking in at the terminal gate when she dropped her purse, “Damn!” she whispered under her breath as she stooped down to pick up the fallen things. As she stood up she hadn’t notice the man that had leaned down to offer her a hand, instead she came up bumping her head against his. “Oh I’m really sorry, didn’t see you there, thanks though,” she said, her voice dripped with sexuality.
She turned around quickly and finished checking in and getting her ticket, but not without taking a quick glance, noticing what a remarkable man she had bumped heads with. In fact, she thought she could almost feel his eyes on her tight ass when she handed over her luggage to the baggage man.
Never looking back, she walked away and went into the lounge; she had practically an hour to kill before her plane took off. This was the first business meeting she had agreed to go on in the last few months. So much had happened in the past months that she neither had the time nor honestly hadn’t cared about the company in awhile. She was actually looking forward to her trip, especially because the people in this new cosmetic company in California seemed very excited about the product line she was going to show them.
“What can I get for you, good looking?” the bartender asked with a wink and a smile.
“Hmmm, since you’re working and I obviously can’t have you, how about a bourbon and coke?” she flirted back, flashing her emerald eyes along with flipping back her dark wavy hair.
She was in one of her spirited moods today and even though this was a business trip, she felt like having fun with it too. Jenny shortly noticed the man she had bumped heads with walk into the bar where he took a seat several stools down from hers. She caught the attention of the bartender and told him she wanted to buy the man a drink, but not to tell him where it came from. She laughed soft and sweetly and she had a good idea the man would know exactly where the drink came from, but she was more curious to know what, if anything was he going to do about it.