Realtor and His Client (closed for Playwithme44)

[Love2rp]

My name is Joe and by my late 20's I am one of the most successful residential realtors in the entire city of Chicago. The son of a real estate mogul I learned the business young and have always portrayed confidence and success. I have made most of success by referrals from previously satisfied clients and their referrals to friends and family. I specialize in relocating executives which is what brought our patches together.

Your good friends (the wife is one of best friends and you were in her wedding) have recently relocated and I helped them purchase a $2.5mil condo overlooking Millenium Park and Lake Michigan. You have recently relocated for work and asked their advice on who you should talk to about finding a place. Knowing that you will not be in the same demographic they still approached me about helping you. I actually ran into them at a local fundraiser for charity and asked for my assistance where I told them that certainly I would see what I can do and to have you call my office.

They would prefer that I meet at their new place for dinner. It's about 7pm when I pull my new black Maserati outside of their building and step out wearing my navy blue Gucci suit, white shirt and light purple tie with brown dress shoes. My new Panerai watch gleaming on my wrist, a gift to myself for being voted one of the top 10 bachelors in Chicago.

The valet keeps my car out front while I enter the building and press the elevator button to their floor.

Me: 6'2, 210lbs muscular. White but Italian heritage so tan, dark hair and eyes. 6in soft and 7in hard

 

[PlayWithMe44]

Gemma was already inside the apartment, a simple, form-fitted black cocktail dress donned for the occasion. Her dirty blonde hair was set in loose waves and a sparse amount of makeup had been applied to her delicate features. Her fingers clutched the champagne glass as she waited for the realtor, Mary and Ben on either side of her.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Gemma asked nervously, "I'm not nearly as well off as you both are, he only does big ticket properties. I can't afford even a fraction of that..."

Mary clucked her tongue and kissed her old friend on the cheek, "Don't you worry, Gem, he said he'd love to help you out. He's a friend and a good man, you'll love him."

Gemma was still concerned, it was bad enough she was still struggling to find a job in this city, but now she had to go apartment hunting too, when would she find the time? Or the money? She set down her champagne glass and excused herself to the ladies' room, bracing herself against the sink and sucking in a few deep breaths. Calm down, Gemma, she told herself, everything is going to be fine.

The knock at the apartment door made her jump, heart rate sky-rocketing. One more deep breath, and she slipped from the powder room and back into the living room, stopping short when she saw the new arrival. He was tall and broad-shouldered, clearly in shape, and very handsome. His suit looked like it cost more than her car alone and suddenly she felt very inadequate.

"Hi, you must be Joe," Gemma did her very best to steady her voice, "I'm Gemma Hawthorne."

 

[Love2rp]

"Gemma, great to meet you. I'm Joe Spignotti" I say extending my hand as I casually check out your subtle but obvious good looks. Wondering how you can afford my services I quickly sense that something is going on here.

"Mary and Ben tell me you are new to Chicago and looking for a place" I say placing down the bottle of champagne that I brought as a gift. "Welcome to Chicago, what brings you to the Windy City?" I say smiling, looking into your eyes.

 

[PlayWithMe44]

"Spignotti," Gemma repeated, making sure she got it right, "You're quite certainly Italian, just like my mother!"

Mary giggled and whisked away Joe's bottle of champagne, "Thank you for the bottle Joe, we're almost finished the other one!"

"Welcome to Chicago, what brings you to the Windy City?" Joe asked, his gaze locking with Gemma's and making her pale blue eyes blink a bit more rapidly.

"Um, well, the paper I worked for in Philadelphia went under and they relocated me to Chicago. I'm starting up at the Daily this upcoming week, fingers crossed it stays up this time." she tried to force a good-natured laugh, but it came out slightly awkward and she ended up clearing her throat instead.

Joe was intimidating, Gemma had to admit, but his smile was kind and so were his eyes, so she tried to shake off her discomfort.

"Dinner's ready, if you'd like to take your seats," Ben announced, popping Joe's bottle of champagne as he did.

"Oh, lovely!" Gemma smiled, glancing from Joe to Ben and back again, "I'm starved!"

 

[Love2rp]

"You want something done perfect you call an Italian right?" I say trying to make you feel at ease. Reading people is the key to my business and I can tell you are nervous though I am not certain as to why.

As we approach the table I pull out a chair for you "please" I say being gentlemanly and pushing your seat in, also using it as an opportunity to check out your ass. Enjoying what I can see in your somewhat sensible dress.

I sit down next to you and put my napkin on my lap. "The Daily is a great paper!" I say as I pass the salad over to you (that is the paper that just named me to the most eligible bachelor list). "Steve was actually one of my first clients, he and his wife had faith in me from the beginning" I say as Mary and Ben return to the table. Steve is the editor in chief of the Daily and a Chicago celebrity.

 

[PlayWithMe44]

Gemma giggled at his comment, nodding in agreement as they made their way to the table. She made a move towards her chair, but Joe beat her to it, pulling the chair out for her to sit.

"Oh, thank you," Gemma blushed, shyly taking the seat he offered. He took the seat beside her, taking up the entire space the wing-backed chair had to offer. "You...you know Steve?" She queried, surprised at how small this city was already turning out to be. He had been a tough editor to impress, carefully combing through every piece in her repitoir before finally agreeing to give her a portion of the sports section to start. Gemma had been relieved with that, her work on the Eagles had been the best she'd done to date, starting with her strongest pieces could only do good things for her.

"How long ago was the beginning?" Gemma asked, "If you don't mind me asking, you just seem so young and already so good at what you do." As she spoke, Mary set a steaming pile of potatoes down on the table between the salad and the steaks.

 

[Love2rp]

"Well" I say passing the potatoes to you "my dad was in real estate so I guess you can say I've been doing it my whole life but I guess technically, I've been at it about four years." I say taking some salad for myself.

"I graduated from Yale and started in banking but it just wasn't for me" I say taking a drink. "So tell me about yourself, what kind of journalism do you do?"