First Meeting

danimal3378

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I was at a small bar in the downtown hotel lobby. It was mostly empty, save for a few people sitting at the bar watching football, and a few couples occupying booths in some of the more private corners around the building. I was traveling for business which I hated doing, it just never felt quite right. A new town, a new bed, it just never felt quite right. I was only two drinks in, a quiet evening waiting for tomorrow. As she walked by I couldn’t help but look. She wore sky high black heels and it puzzled me how she managed to balance on them, stockings clung to her sleek legs, showing off with every step, everything about her as she walked made me feel weak. Her earrings were simple golden loops, and there was a silver bracelet around her wrist with a green stone dangling from it. Was I lost, or was I dreaming, I didn't really know, the only think I knew for certain was that I was drawn to her. There was something about the way she looked, the way the dress hugged her, and the way she stood with her foot pointed slightly out that pulled all the right strings and made me want to drop to my knees.
 
All too soon she was whisked away as the elevator doors opened and closed and she was good. All that remained with the memories of her eyes and the soft sent of the powdery soap she apparently used to torture those how never got to know her smile. Committed that is was going to be a long night I nursed my beer until two hours, two beers, and an extra innings ballgame later, I decided I’d had enough and best get to bed so I’d be alter for the business meeting the next morning. I closed my tab, headed towards the elevator and found my room. As I started in the mirror I saw the man staring back. Not as young as he once was with hints of grey in his thinning hair, marks on his face where glasses sat, and a few more pounds than he’d once know, all in all just an average fellow. Cocking my head to a side I mentally let it good, stripped off the remainder of my clothes and hopped into the waiting shower, feeling the streaming warm water relax my muscles and sooth feelings of regret.
 
Warm water and the Irish fresh scent of the soap quickly doing the trick as memories of the day streamed through my mind like the water dripping from me, quickly down the drain and gone. After seven minutes the water had done its job and a peaceful feeling began to emerge. Turning off the water and finding the towel, drying off before slipping into bed and finding peaceful sleep.

The next morning the alarm went off at 5:30 I quickly get dressed and down to the hotel gym for a morning run, but 7:30 I was freshly showered, shaved, and dressed in my suite and tie, and out the room. Feeling refreshed and ready for my presentation that morning. As I reach the elevator I catch the scent of last night.. her perfume lingers in the elevator air and my face flushes red and warm as I recall the thought of seeing her last night. I close my eyes for a second trying to clear my head and refocus on work and my presentation.
 
As I reached the lobby I scurried by the line of patrons waiting for their pumpkin spice latte’s and scones, quickly emerging to the fall crisp air. The cool of the breeze cooling the skin and mind of the lingering intoxication I felt from her perfume. I turned right and walked the three blocks to the conference center, unaccustomed to the bustle of the city I picked my way through the crowd until I found the building and went inside, checking in at the main desk and then finding the room I was to speak in. I opened my lap top and click through a few emails as the email ticked away. Slowly the crowd started to trickle in. As I put the laptop away I caught sight of her… the women from last night. I gave a small leap in surprise, it was generally a small crowd, what could she be doing here, who is she?
 
catching his eye

I walk through the lobby of my hotel and see an man looking longingly at a sex dress woman
I open my fur coat and fluff up my long red hair

the tight black leather dress hugs my curves sensually and I know he is starting to see me and knows that he want me more
 
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