All Business (Closed for TirithIre)

[DracnKitten]

Jamie Newmeyer was successful, a woman self-made and pwerful in her own mind. In the business world she was always cooly in charge, coldly controlling. She took what she wanted and she kept it. But the time and effort it took to maintainher reputaion sorely hurt her personal life, and she soon forgot that she even needed one. SHe didn't go out with friends- she didn't have many in the first place, not anymore- and she didn't date.

Instead she spent her nights alone. She didn't mind it too much, but over time, near her 30th birthday,s he realized that she was lonely. She made plans to go out for an evening, and cleared her schedule for a night.

Entereing the lounge she had chosen over the internet, she looked around. It was a bit darker than she owuld have liked, and there was a bit of a smokey draft. Still, this is where she had commited herself to come,a dn this is where she would spend her evening. Taking a seat she waited for a waitress, crossing her long legs. She hadn't diverted too much for her usual atire. She wore a smart skirt, business like, that cut off just above her knees. Her white silk blouse was tailored and she had left a few bottons open for comfort. A pearl necklace adorned her long, slender neck, and her dark chocolate colored hair tumbled over her shoudlers. Itw as the first time she remembered leaving it down in years.

When the waitress finally asked her what she would like to drink she ordered a vodka tonic on the rocks with an extra olive. SHe waited patiently for the drink, her blue eyes scanning the room. It was decently occupied by noth genders, most of them huddling around tables in numbers of two and three. SHe watched them converse as she sat quietly on her own, her back strait. She had never been terribly approachable, even as a young girl, but now she had become as a stone statue.

When her drink arrived she sipped from it. The sensation of the vodka burning down her throat and into her stomach was a comforting one. It reminded her that she was alive, and she enjoyed the feeling.

She didn't expect much to come of the night, except for perhaps a reminder of why she never left the house or her office.

Still, she leaned back in her seat and allowed her mind to travel with teh music, drift a bit, licking her plump red lips.

 

[TirithIre]

Scott Dellano had always been a bit of a stand out. He had not intended that at all, in fact, through high school he had done all he could to fit in. He had been what people would have referred to as a 'bean pole'. Though that was hardly the case now. Oh no. Starting at the age of fifteen, Scott had delved into the art, and disciple of the martial arts. Using the skills he had attained, he had gone into business management, finally gaining himself a position as a CEO of a high tech corporate investment group.

Though unlike her, Scott had friends, and a life beyond working, he still enjoyed going out alone. No one ever seemed to fill his ideas of a woman. Strong, bendable, he had never found one either that would bend to him, would find his way agreeable. With a sigh though, he couldn't help but smile as he walked into the lounge.

He was looking for a nice time tonight, he was having a good day. She could see his eyes look over the area, she seeing a well built man whom had a pair of black dress pants, dark blue dress shirt and a polished look to him looking around. He had sandy blonde hair that was cut nicely, not very short, but short enough to be practical. He stood a good six feet three inches tall, and with crystal clear blue eyes, he couldn't help but smile, as he looked around.

" Nice crowd tonight." It was a nice place, not the highest of the high, but then again, if he had wanted to dress up and go out he would have! she saw his necklace on his neck, a black dragons claw holding a red gem that was actually a ruby. With a smirk though, she saw the lean tall man head for the bar, his stride confident, his demeanor so... sure of himself, she could tell he was accustomed to getting what he wanted!

 

[DracnKitten]

Jamie sat back in her seat and watched the lithe man enter. She tapped her foot in teh air as she relaxed, finishing off her first drink and ordering a second of the like. She did not approach, only watched. She did, however, smile a bit. Ithad been along time since she had met a man that she had even allowed herself to admit attraction to.

And he was attractive.

Her eyes ran over every bit of him, from the shoes he wore to the way he ass looked in the slacks, all the way up to the lazy but sensible haircut.

She sipped from her drink as she watched, stopping half way through to eat teh first of the olives that came with it, sucking on it a moment before removing it from its stick. She rolled it between ehr tongue and the roof of her mouth as she thought for a moment, then finally chewd it and swallowed.

No, she would stay where she was and see if he came to her.

Why should she, a successful woman of her own making, go to him?

 

[TirithIre]

She shouldn't. Everything about her told her, that she should sit there... wait and see if he would approach her, flirt with her even. He had noticed her right off as he entered the lounge, his eyes knowing to 'scope' the room. The ass looked fine... actually, everything about him looked damned enticing! He didn't even sit at the bar, instead standing as he glanced to her only once, nodding slightly before he ordered a straight vodka on the rocks... looking for the 'good burn' that had evaded him all night.

He had noticed her... she seemed a bit stand offish, though as she sat with her second drink, the barman looked to her, as he slid a third drink to her. " Compliments of the man whom just went to the corner booth." He remarked, even as she was left with her drink, along with the third, Scott had used the distraction to actually leave the bar and head for the corner booth. A simple, yet subtle hint that he was interested!

 

[DracnKitten]

Jamie lookeda ththe bartender as if she didn't understand what he had said, but nodded a moment later. Finishing off the drink she had already started, and eating the olive,s he picked up the third drink and moved toward the corner booth. SHe moved with grace and purpose. The alcohol hadn't had time to start reallyw orking yet, but it had begun to loosen her up a bit, cause her to relax. When normally she would have stayed at teh bar she found her way to his booth instead.

Standing just a few feet fromt eh seat the slooked the man in evenlyin the eye and nodded to the corved booth bench, the kind and remained completely connected.

"Mind if I take a seat?"

 

[TirithIre]

He looked up to her... she seeing him actually regarding her though he smiled slightly, his head slowly nodded. " Of course you may, that is why I purchased a drink." He remarked to her, even as he smiled though, he couldn't help but look her over. " My name is Scott, and you are?" He actually rising, offering her a hand to sit down, being a gentlemen, even as he was wondering slightly to himself just what she was like... hence why he had bought her the drink, he did intend to find out!

 

[DracnKitten]

Waving his hand away, she seated herself. Jamie was a woman who needed no one, and no curtosies. She crossed her legs under the table once more.

"Thank you, for thedrink and the seat." Her voice, though she spoe almost flatly, was litlting in tone. She leaned back in teh booth and sipped the drink, watching the others around the lounge as she let the drink begin to work its magic.

"My name is Jamie, Jamie Newmeyer."

 

[TirithIre]

" Newmeyer. A strong name indeed." She heard him remark, even as she looked to him, she couldn't help but think as she looked to him, that he was studying her. He looked to her though and smiling, He couldn't help but look to her though, as he smiled and sipping his drink slowly he asked. " So Jamie, what brings you to this humble lounge this evening hmm?" He smiling to her, even as he was simply curious!

Scott retracted his hand though, he not liking that she did not even have courtesy, though he wasn't surprised, not very many women did anymore!

 

[DracnKitten]

Jamie didn't waist a gesture shrugging, but mentally she did the equivilant of such as she answered.

"A girl needs a night out ever 5 or 6 years."

She set her drink down, running a finger over her bottom lip as she fished for an olive the bartender had dropped in ehr drink before she had removed herself from the bar.

"All work and no play . . . " The words were said with boredom coating her voice. She truly didn't remember what it was like to have fun anymore, or even jsut to enjoy an ight away from teh office or her empty bed.

"And you?"

 

[TirithIre]

He looked to her and shrugged to himself, even as he looked her over though, he simply replied. " Makes Jamie a boring and uneventful girl." He looking to her, smirking as he noticed she had an affinity for the olives... with merely a glance, a waiter brought up a small bowl with them.

" I am looking for a woman, to play with." He replied bluntly, wondering what her response would be to his blunt attitude, though he couldn't help but smirk as he added. " I noticed you were alone, that you seemed to want company, hence I decided to oblige you."

He looking right to her, she getting the feeling that if she stuck around that she would more then likely get more then she had probably bargained for.

 

[DracnKitten]

Jamie looked at the strait-forward man even as she awas pulling an olive from the bowl. Her hand stopped midway to mer mouth and she just stared at him. Then, as if time had started again, she rolled the olive into her mouth and nodded, scuking one of her fingers clean before chewing the olive.

"I apreciate your . . . . candidness." She seemed to be weighing her options as she pickd her drink back updrinking it a bit more pointedly now, "And I accep your offer."

She was a bit suprised by herself, but why not. She had come out for alittle fun, hadn't she? Well . . . here it was, one way or another.

 

[TirithIre]

He laughed slightly at her candidness as well... though he shrugged to himself. " Whom ever said I would accept you? You wish to play? Then you will move over here for a first start."

He growled to her, even as he patted the bench beside him, she sitting on the other bench... he wasn't surprised. She was looking to him, and he met her gaze! With a smile though, he couldn't help but smile as he looked to her, wondering if she truly wanted to play!

He looked to her though and smirked. " My playing involves chains and pleasures of that your kind do not understand, of submission." He smiling to her, wondering how she would react.. whether she would get up and walk away. Obviously there were other women in the bar... he could play with them tonight, or her!

 

[DracnKitten]

Jamie sat silently for a moment, studying the man's face as if looking for a sign that he was joking. So he was in on the BDSM scene. Again she mentally shrugged. Why the hell not.. If you're gonna go, why not go all the way. Sliding from ehr seat easily, she moved over to sit beside him, looking at him as she sat back down, rolling an olive between two of her slender fingures.

"I'm sure I'll catch on fast enough. I'm a quick learner."

 

[TirithIre]

He chuckled slightly, even as he nodded. " I am sure you will... All right Jamie, then let's get started." He remarked with a smile, even as he pulled her by her hair, his hand sliding into it tightly, his lips soundly pushing against her. His hand tight, she could feel the control there, even as he mentally was gauging her responsivness, wondering slightly if she would actually 'give into' the pleasure, or whether she would be a fighter.

 

[DracnKitten]

Jamie felt her teeth clench the moment his has hand tangled in her hair, she was already tensed when he pulled her to him with it. SHe uttered a strangled kind of cry as she gasped, and squirmed against him.

Bracing herself with a hand on his thigh, she pushed her body back some, but did not make a secene. More-over,s he remain composed. She would, perhaps, fight a little, but it would be a silent fight- a fight of egos.

She could not just make herself bend instantly.

 

[TirithIre]

He liked that she was a fighter. With a smirk though, he looked to her as he pushed his lips against her, instead of just letting her go. With his other hand though, he rubbed over her belly, his hold upon her hair so tight, so strong.

She could fight, but it would be useless. Even as she fought, he lifted his hand and squeezing her breast, caused her gasp to come, before his tongue forced it's way into her throat. He would have simply forced her... but he was not going to. He smirked, his hand holding her hair and her breast... he pulled her into him, his hands genty forced her to his will.

He could not help but groan a bit, the feeling of overpowering her, bending her to his will was a rather... intoxicating thing!

 

[DracnKitten]

Jamie let somethign akin to a growling whimper escape her as she fought against him almsot silently, His hand on her breast felt good, and alien after all this time. She oushed at his wrist and chest, but to no avail. The closer she got to him the mroe he swayed her and the harder she fought.

The harder she fought the weaker her mind became. Her tongue fought his as she tried not to moan, tried tnot to let herself fall into his arms too easily.

She was a woman of her own means, not of this manswill.

 

[TirithIre]

He heard her little whimper... the way she fought only brought her more into his grasp. After all, she couldn't help but find, that as she tried to push his tongue away, his pushed more forcefully into hers, their tongues rubbing together erotically. She thought she was fighting, but every action, only had him give her an equal and oppositly powerful reaction... his lips sealed to hers for a long moment, before he let her breast go, his lips leaving hers... giving her a moment of a thought that he would stop there.

Yet that hope was dashed, even as he looked to her, his hand tightly pulled her hair, pulling her head back, as his lips found her neck... she feeling herself pushed into the corner of the booth, she had nowhere to go as she felt his hand between her legs, rubbing erotically, arousingly! His lips kissed over her neck, his hand holding her hair tightly as she had no say at all in what he was doing!

 

[DracnKitten]

Jamie gave a cry as she felt herself forced back into teh corner of the booth, squirming and arching as she felt his hand slip between her legs, rubbing at her crotch through her thing, silk thong. She pushed against him as she tried not to ive away teh pleasure she felt, striving to remain in control of her breathing.

"Not here, damnit!" She cursed at him. Her struggle was more out of a will not to be taken in oublic thatn anything else, "Someone will see!"

Still, as her body arched agianst his, her leg moved agianst his, rubbinag and wringling his pants.

 

[TirithIre]

He couldn't help but chuckle, even as he looked to her though. He smiled slightly, even as he sighed to himself, he ignored her easily for another moment, smiling as he growled into her skin. " Then stop fighting me, or it WILL be here." he growled at her, even as he kept rubbing her... the first steps of submission would already be done by her! Though he smirked to himself, licking over her taut skin.

She knew that she shouldn't do this... shouldn't be giving in so easily, and yet, she had no choice! She either gave in, or would be publically pleasured... it was truly up to her, whether her pride and ego was so much that she wouldn't even give in and admit she liked what he was doing.

 

[DracnKitten]

Jamie gave a bit of an angry cry that mixed with a whimper. She pushed at him a moment more, and squirmed a bit harder, before she lay still.

"Ah- please.. . "It was a gasp of pleasure, a moan of lust. With the plea she stopped struggling though. Her own pridewould not allowe her to be taken her. It might have been a defeat, butit was only a small one, and her ego suffered only slightly.

 

[TirithIre]

Scott played with her only a moment longer, actually pulling his hand away from her thin panty covered mound in time that the waiter whom was bringing them some food, she a plate of crab and garlic sauce drizzled over it, as well as some rice with stir fried shrimp in it. His plate holding some lasagna with cheese garlic bread. Sitting back, he couldn't help but smile.

" Not used to not having control, are you Jamie. More then likely you have spent your entire life controlling others." He smiling to her, even as he gently rubbed her thigh where no one could see, he keeping his word to her really.