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Amber LaFluer
Age: 24
Occupation: Nurse
Bio: Golden hair and emerald and sapphire swirled eyes. From Montreal Quebec. Will be traveling to NYC for a medical conference. Recently ended her relationship with her fiance and lives alone. Very excited to see New York for the first time.
Age: 24
Occupation: Nurse
Bio: Golden hair and emerald and sapphire swirled eyes. From Montreal Quebec. Will be traveling to NYC for a medical conference. Recently ended her relationship with her fiance and lives alone. Very excited to see New York for the first time.
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he sees her
From the corner of his eye he saw her. Walking across the lobby, it was like he had radar. Undeniable beauty to behold as she gracefully crossed before him. "What was that Tim yes the bond offering, we figure 40 million tops, at these rates the markets crapping paper"
He was distracted. He felt a shock in the pit of his stomach and dismissed it to the caesar salad. Damn anchovies!
He watched her as she followed the bellman to the elevators.
Smooth graceful beauty. A radiant smile, gorgeous blond hair and a sensational body, the most alluring creature he had ever seen.
" The cayman corporation? Non-sense will float it through bermuda"
Sound like a road trip brewing God he hate to fly these days. Tim was gonna blow this deal. He could save it as he had hundreds of times but he could not stop staring. The elevator doors opened and she was gone.
From the corner of his eye he saw her. Walking across the lobby, it was like he had radar. Undeniable beauty to behold as she gracefully crossed before him. "What was that Tim yes the bond offering, we figure 40 million tops, at these rates the markets crapping paper"
He was distracted. He felt a shock in the pit of his stomach and dismissed it to the caesar salad. Damn anchovies!
He watched her as she followed the bellman to the elevators.
Smooth graceful beauty. A radiant smile, gorgeous blond hair and a sensational body, the most alluring creature he had ever seen.
" The cayman corporation? Non-sense will float it through bermuda"
Sound like a road trip brewing God he hate to fly these days. Tim was gonna blow this deal. He could save it as he had hundreds of times but he could not stop staring. The elevator doors opened and she was gone.
Megan Lucci
age 25
5'7" 125 36C
Long black hair olive skin
Barmaid/ would be actress. No serious relationships but fools around with a customer here and there, discretely of course.
Currently working at the Hyatt.
Wearing the standard barmaid uniform of black nylons black skirt and white shirt and tie.
age 25
5'7" 125 36C
Long black hair olive skin
Barmaid/ would be actress. No serious relationships but fools around with a customer here and there, discretely of course.
Currently working at the Hyatt.
Wearing the standard barmaid uniform of black nylons black skirt and white shirt and tie.
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Hi Megan
Here's $100.00 give this guy Tim here a drink and distract him while I close this deal. Keep the change. With a wink at the tall pretty bartender.
Gentlemen the window of opportunity here will be open for only so long. The Asian group I put togther is creaming for 7%, who cares what corp to run it through. Let the suits in Dallas work it out. We need to strike now before the market get's hot. You know how much those guys love American telecom. Let's sign the letter of intent now and work out the bs later.
He paused looking over his shoulder...longing in a surreal haze who was this guy in his body?
Ok Randy. We're counting on you to make this work. Not a penny in taxes.
Yeah I know. Just what Enron said he thought clasping the CEO's hand.
Randy
Here's $100.00 give this guy Tim here a drink and distract him while I close this deal. Keep the change. With a wink at the tall pretty bartender.
Gentlemen the window of opportunity here will be open for only so long. The Asian group I put togther is creaming for 7%, who cares what corp to run it through. Let the suits in Dallas work it out. We need to strike now before the market get's hot. You know how much those guys love American telecom. Let's sign the letter of intent now and work out the bs later.
He paused looking over his shoulder...longing in a surreal haze who was this guy in his body?
Ok Randy. We're counting on you to make this work. Not a penny in taxes.
Yeah I know. Just what Enron said he thought clasping the CEO's hand.
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dinner with a friend
~she had an air of sophistication about her despite her young age, she was meeting an old friend from college in the lobby for dinner, she wore a classical black dress that seemed to be created just for her. The back dangerously low and strap of diamonds on the dress that ran down her spine. The jewels flickering against her bronze skin. Her platinum mane drawn up and a diamond barrette held it, leaving only errant wisps to fall about her throat, which adorned a matching diamond choker. Sheer black stockings and black heels. Her steps were hypnotic as she weaved her way through the lobby. She moved almost cat-like in her steps, smooth and alluring. Her bewitching emerald gaze sparkling in the dim atmosphere the hotel had set for the evening. Not seeing her friend yet she approached the bar. Moving to the empty spot next to the men speaking business, her leg lifting behind her as she adjusted her heel and cast her brilliant olive gaze at Barmaid, eyes drifting to her name tag.
“Megan, I will have cosmopolitan”, suddenly a softly accented voice with a lulling raspy tone spilled from her lips painted a dark crimson. Her heart breaking smile radiated her face as she looked at the lovely lady then her dazzling gaze flickered to the business men.
“Is this seat taken?”~
~she had an air of sophistication about her despite her young age, she was meeting an old friend from college in the lobby for dinner, she wore a classical black dress that seemed to be created just for her. The back dangerously low and strap of diamonds on the dress that ran down her spine. The jewels flickering against her bronze skin. Her platinum mane drawn up and a diamond barrette held it, leaving only errant wisps to fall about her throat, which adorned a matching diamond choker. Sheer black stockings and black heels. Her steps were hypnotic as she weaved her way through the lobby. She moved almost cat-like in her steps, smooth and alluring. Her bewitching emerald gaze sparkling in the dim atmosphere the hotel had set for the evening. Not seeing her friend yet she approached the bar. Moving to the empty spot next to the men speaking business, her leg lifting behind her as she adjusted her heel and cast her brilliant olive gaze at Barmaid, eyes drifting to her name tag.
“Megan, I will have cosmopolitan”, suddenly a softly accented voice with a lulling raspy tone spilled from her lips painted a dark crimson. Her heart breaking smile radiated her face as she looked at the lovely lady then her dazzling gaze flickered to the business men.
“Is this seat taken?”~
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OOC: Brad Thorton. Ran the political machine for the city. Nothing happened without his okay. Behind the scenes but still in charge. Married to a pretty lady with four kids. A real society gal. Never saw a good looking dame he didn't want to bed. 6'3", 220#s, blue eyes, solid.
IC: I walked into the bar, shook hands with many familiar faces and stepped up to the bar.... "The usual." I looked around. A lot of faces I didn't recognize. I noticed a young lady with golden hair. What a beaut. She glanced my way and I tiiped my glass to her. God, they make em younger and younger.
IC: I walked into the bar, shook hands with many familiar faces and stepped up to the bar.... "The usual." I looked around. A lot of faces I didn't recognize. I noticed a young lady with golden hair. What a beaut. She glanced my way and I tiiped my glass to her. God, they make em younger and younger.
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is this seat taken
The French accent was unmistakable. He turned to reply and froze. He was astounded and mesmerized by what he saw. All eyes turned towards her, a vision of pure beauty, nearly not from this world. He was stunned, speachless-for all his wit he was mute.
"Allow me" he gasped as he pulled the stool out for her. Her approach to be seated was like a symphony, orchestrated by the masters, poetry in graceful sensuous motion. He was smitten until he looked into those eyes, then he was captured, drawn to her in awe. Her eyes like kaleidoscopes, hypnotized him instantly.
He turned to her fully, "I'm speachless" he said as the six figure fee evaporated from his thoughts.
"Randolph Tyler" he offered as he held out his hand.
The French accent was unmistakable. He turned to reply and froze. He was astounded and mesmerized by what he saw. All eyes turned towards her, a vision of pure beauty, nearly not from this world. He was stunned, speachless-for all his wit he was mute.
"Allow me" he gasped as he pulled the stool out for her. Her approach to be seated was like a symphony, orchestrated by the masters, poetry in graceful sensuous motion. He was smitten until he looked into those eyes, then he was captured, drawn to her in awe. Her eyes like kaleidoscopes, hypnotized him instantly.
He turned to her fully, "I'm speachless" he said as the six figure fee evaporated from his thoughts.
"Randolph Tyler" he offered as he held out his hand.
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Meeting the businessman
~as she lifted her cosmopolitan, her spell-binding gaze drifted around the hotel bar, seeing the regal gentleman lift his drink to her, her golden head nodded slowly in return. A half smile over took the pout of her cinnamon painted tiers that seemed coy and playful. The scent of her unmistakable, Chanel #5 light and alluring. The glass lifted to her succulent lips as she sipped then her gaze flickered back hearing the voice of the handsome and obviously wealthy gentleman next to her.
Her body lowered to the offered chair, one black stocking leg crossing over the other, her stiletto heeled shoe dangling over her heel playfully. A slight silhouette of the hardened delicious jewels of her nipples teased the raven material, the low back dress allowing now bra. Extended a delicate hand as her eyes lifted to Randolph.
“You may call me Amber, Amber LaFluer”, each accented word seemed unknowing purr, a captivating spell to watch her mouth.~
~as she lifted her cosmopolitan, her spell-binding gaze drifted around the hotel bar, seeing the regal gentleman lift his drink to her, her golden head nodded slowly in return. A half smile over took the pout of her cinnamon painted tiers that seemed coy and playful. The scent of her unmistakable, Chanel #5 light and alluring. The glass lifted to her succulent lips as she sipped then her gaze flickered back hearing the voice of the handsome and obviously wealthy gentleman next to her.
Her body lowered to the offered chair, one black stocking leg crossing over the other, her stiletto heeled shoe dangling over her heel playfully. A slight silhouette of the hardened delicious jewels of her nipples teased the raven material, the low back dress allowing now bra. Extended a delicate hand as her eyes lifted to Randolph.
“You may call me Amber, Amber LaFluer”, each accented word seemed unknowing purr, a captivating spell to watch her mouth.~
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Meeting a lady
"Call me Randy" he said as he apprised her like a fine sculpture, her scent catching him, stunning him yet again. "Welcome to New York" he added regaining his legs, he was almost lucid. "What brings you to our fine city?" he asked eager to continue the conversation. He was amazed by her poise, obviously young but confident, mature in unfamiliar surroundings. He was intrigued.
Randy
"Call me Randy" he said as he apprised her like a fine sculpture, her scent catching him, stunning him yet again. "Welcome to New York" he added regaining his legs, he was almost lucid. "What brings you to our fine city?" he asked eager to continue the conversation. He was amazed by her poise, obviously young but confident, mature in unfamiliar surroundings. He was intrigued.
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“A medical conference, I am a nurse.”, she smiled as her fingertip strolled slowly around the rim of her glass. Her sparkling gaze drawing over his solid body then to his left hand, silently looking if a wedding band was there.
“Supposed to meet an old friend from college for dinner and showing me some sights here in New York but apparently I am getting stood up.”, a light whimsical laugh left her and she locked her gaze on his.
“And what brings you here Randy?”, his name dripped like honey from her garnet lips.
“Supposed to meet an old friend from college for dinner and showing me some sights here in New York but apparently I am getting stood up.”, a light whimsical laugh left her and she locked her gaze on his.
“And what brings you here Randy?”, his name dripped like honey from her garnet lips.
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What brings you here?
"See those suits over there? I just sold them some money for a fee. I move money from here to there and collect a piece each time. Legal loan sharking" he laughed feeling a tad more relaxed.
"So tell me how does anyone deprive themselves of even a moment with you?" He queried noticing a softening in her demeanor as he brushed her hand laying there on the bar. The electricity was apparent, the lips, the hair. He could spend hours losing himself in the wonder of her long luxurious tresses.
Randy
"See those suits over there? I just sold them some money for a fee. I move money from here to there and collect a piece each time. Legal loan sharking" he laughed feeling a tad more relaxed.
"So tell me how does anyone deprive themselves of even a moment with you?" He queried noticing a softening in her demeanor as he brushed her hand laying there on the bar. The electricity was apparent, the lips, the hair. He could spend hours losing himself in the wonder of her long luxurious tresses.
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"Fuck you too Baby!" he said as he slammed the door of the cab.
So much for a reconciliatiion...marry a goddamned movie star and see what you get.
His sense of bravado was only skin deep. He'd been a big name in the art world for a long time but she'd been a bigger name in Hollywood for a lot longer. Fact was she could afford better lawyers than he could and he had a lot to lose...a whole lot. Tomorrow there was one more meeting scheduled between them and after that it was all up to the shysters...
He'd struggled his way up in this City. From the Art Student's League to starving in the East Village, scrambling for paint, for brushes, for food. Years of shit piled on top of shit. He'd gotten to know the Big Apple all right, including the rotten core. Then Harris found him. Saw his stuff. It clicked, a gallery affiliation, a show, buyers, publicity, fame and fortune, a ticket out. A home on the Riviera, A home in Sun Valley and then Monique.
Monique Longet, the new Bardot!. Holywood's darling and Jack Bronson's wife.
He still had the villa on the Cote d'Azure. But he sure as hell didn't have the wife!
The bar was quiet, couples and singles scattered around. Dark, low music. A typical lounge in a high end hotel in NYC. He'd been to lot's of these...
Sliding into a booth, he drummed his fingers on the table and waited for service.
OOC...Jack Bronson is an internationaly known painter. His marriage to Monique Longet was publicized all over the slick and tabloid media 6 years ago as well as the stormy relationship that it quickly evolved into.
He is nearing fifty. He's physicaly impressive at six feet and with the lean build of a boxer which at one time he was.
Deep brown eyes with flecks of gold peer from behind the wire rims which he often wears now. His hair is beginning to gray and he's as tanned as any sailor.
His temper is well known...
So much for a reconciliatiion...marry a goddamned movie star and see what you get.
His sense of bravado was only skin deep. He'd been a big name in the art world for a long time but she'd been a bigger name in Hollywood for a lot longer. Fact was she could afford better lawyers than he could and he had a lot to lose...a whole lot. Tomorrow there was one more meeting scheduled between them and after that it was all up to the shysters...
He'd struggled his way up in this City. From the Art Student's League to starving in the East Village, scrambling for paint, for brushes, for food. Years of shit piled on top of shit. He'd gotten to know the Big Apple all right, including the rotten core. Then Harris found him. Saw his stuff. It clicked, a gallery affiliation, a show, buyers, publicity, fame and fortune, a ticket out. A home on the Riviera, A home in Sun Valley and then Monique.
Monique Longet, the new Bardot!. Holywood's darling and Jack Bronson's wife.
He still had the villa on the Cote d'Azure. But he sure as hell didn't have the wife!
The bar was quiet, couples and singles scattered around. Dark, low music. A typical lounge in a high end hotel in NYC. He'd been to lot's of these...
Sliding into a booth, he drummed his fingers on the table and waited for service.
OOC...Jack Bronson is an internationaly known painter. His marriage to Monique Longet was publicized all over the slick and tabloid media 6 years ago as well as the stormy relationship that it quickly evolved into.
He is nearing fifty. He's physicaly impressive at six feet and with the lean build of a boxer which at one time he was.
Deep brown eyes with flecks of gold peer from behind the wire rims which he often wears now. His hair is beginning to gray and he's as tanned as any sailor.
His temper is well known...
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Brad
Johnny Bellino slid into the space next to me.... “Brad, I think we got a problem brewing with the guys looking to build the new stadium.”.... That got my attention. Angellino was looking to move his team here if he could get a deal on the new stadium. We needed him. Lots of revenue, lots of jobs.... “So, Johnny, what’s the problem.” Johnny had been know to overreact, but I was listening.... “I thought we had a deal. They loved the location, the tax situation, the freebies. But hey, these guys... well, I just don’t know how to say it, Brad. They want to be entertained. They want to get laid.” ... I smiled to myself. Dumbshit Johnny hadn’t figured that out yet.... “Here. Call this number. Ask for Rosie. She’ll rustle up some high priced talent.”... Johnny shook his head... “Already tried her and two others. The medical association and the agricultural equipment manufacturers are both having their annual conventions. All that’s left are street walkers. Not good enough.” ... Well shit, I thought. There’s got to be something. I wasn’t about to lose this deal.
Johnny Bellino slid into the space next to me.... “Brad, I think we got a problem brewing with the guys looking to build the new stadium.”.... That got my attention. Angellino was looking to move his team here if he could get a deal on the new stadium. We needed him. Lots of revenue, lots of jobs.... “So, Johnny, what’s the problem.” Johnny had been know to overreact, but I was listening.... “I thought we had a deal. They loved the location, the tax situation, the freebies. But hey, these guys... well, I just don’t know how to say it, Brad. They want to be entertained. They want to get laid.” ... I smiled to myself. Dumbshit Johnny hadn’t figured that out yet.... “Here. Call this number. Ask for Rosie. She’ll rustle up some high priced talent.”... Johnny shook his head... “Already tried her and two others. The medical association and the agricultural equipment manufacturers are both having their annual conventions. All that’s left are street walkers. Not good enough.” ... Well shit, I thought. There’s got to be something. I wasn’t about to lose this deal.
Meagan
Gawd these people kept me running.
"A bourbon straight up right, Mr. Thorton." I smiled sweetly at this powerful man who had just come up to the bar as I handed him his drink.
I knew he was watching me as I walked over to where we kept the peanuts bent over a little more than I had to.
I returned with the peanuts in a bowl and smiled again.
"How about a little snack" I said as I sat down the bowl in front of him.
He seemed a bit distracted by his conversation with a man he kept calling Johnny.
Gawd these people kept me running.
"A bourbon straight up right, Mr. Thorton." I smiled sweetly at this powerful man who had just come up to the bar as I handed him his drink.
I knew he was watching me as I walked over to where we kept the peanuts bent over a little more than I had to.
I returned with the peanuts in a bowl and smiled again.
"How about a little snack" I said as I sat down the bowl in front of him.
He seemed a bit distracted by his conversation with a man he kept calling Johnny.
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she felt the electricity as soon as their flesh met, a soft crimson fell to her cheeks as a helpless arch took her body at the contact. Perhaps even a hint of a lingering moan was stifled as she bit her bottom lip. She then returned her gaze back to him. Her other hand, a lone fingertip running over the top of her diamond choker.
“A professional lone shark? You seem like a good contact to have.”, She smiled once more and returned her captivating gaze to him.
“Are you staying in the hotel long Randy?”
“A professional lone shark? You seem like a good contact to have.”, She smiled once more and returned her captivating gaze to him.
“Are you staying in the hotel long Randy?”
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Staying long?
"Just for the evening" he answered as he held her gaze. All the miracles of the world were answered somewhere in those eyes. As the bar became busier a thought occured to him.
"I hope you don't mind me being so forward, but would you like me to escort you through the city?" he asked adding "See the old guy there, he's my boss and he really owes me right now. Our firms limo is in the garage there waiting. What do you say we take it for a spin? Hungry?"
Randy
"Just for the evening" he answered as he held her gaze. All the miracles of the world were answered somewhere in those eyes. As the bar became busier a thought occured to him.
"I hope you don't mind me being so forward, but would you like me to escort you through the city?" he asked adding "See the old guy there, he's my boss and he really owes me right now. Our firms limo is in the garage there waiting. What do you say we take it for a spin? Hungry?"
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she finished her drink and stood, hypnotized by his voice, his touch. “I would like that, Randy”. She tried to hide her excitement she had never been in a limo. Her hand rested to his shoulder, supporting herself, as she lifted her leg and leaned down to fasten her heel. Her head bowed as she did so, her neck being warmed by his hot breaths as with the tilt of her head it was right before his mouth. Then she stood back, a lingering touch to his strong shoulders then smiled. “Lead the way”
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Well then
He approached his boss, David and within a few moments had his consent to take the limo. David cast a suspiscious eye towards Amber, but soon the festive mood returned. He rejoined his cocktail never giving it another thought.
Randy returned to her, she smiled radiantly. "Ok we're set to go" he remarked as he dialed the driver on his cell. They would meet out front. He motioned to the bartender "Megan a bottle of Dom to go". She raised her eyebrows and retrieved a bottle.
"Shall we?" he asked.
Randy
He approached his boss, David and within a few moments had his consent to take the limo. David cast a suspiscious eye towards Amber, but soon the festive mood returned. He rejoined his cocktail never giving it another thought.
Randy returned to her, she smiled radiantly. "Ok we're set to go" he remarked as he dialed the driver on his cell. They would meet out front. He motioned to the bartender "Megan a bottle of Dom to go". She raised her eyebrows and retrieved a bottle.
"Shall we?" he asked.
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she took his arm as they walked through the hotel doors, she shivered as the cool night air washed her exquisite body, as the limo driver opened the door she slid in. Crossing her golden tone legs, a hint of her black garters seen against her toned outer thigh, her eyes gazing around subtly. As he entered she looked to him and smiled with a light nervous laugh, “I feel like a Princess”.
“Where are you taking me?”, she smiled looking the bottle of champagne. “I think I could get used to this”
“Where are you taking me?”, she smiled looking the bottle of champagne. “I think I could get used to this”
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Where are you taking me?
"You'll see" he said as he settled in opening the bottle of champagne with a pop and a gush. He poured her a glass, consuming her vast angelic beauty once again. Each time he looked upon her the wonder of her grew, her sparkling eyes, beckoning lips and deep vibrant sensuality. The drank they laughed. He learned of her years in the small town she lived in. How could any man let her go?
In short order they finished the bottle and pulled up to Times Square, then Down Broadway. She was in awe of the big city, the lights the people the pomp and circumstance.
He took her to the ESPN Zone, where he treated her to a game of air hockey with respect to her native land. He let her win as a crowd formed, drawn to her laughs and her beauty. Who were these finely dressed gorgeous people? they must have thought.
As they left he held her close, wanting to feel her near. She allowed him looking up at him blushing.
He took her to Central Park to Tavern on the Green for dinner. The elite of NY staring at them looking behind them for paparazzi.
Who were they?
They ate a grand meal fit for the princess she was. He was inspired, the evening flowed flawlessly. They appeared to be made for each other. He grabbed her hand from across the table
"Would you mind if I gave you a small kiss, this night has been glorious"
Randy
"You'll see" he said as he settled in opening the bottle of champagne with a pop and a gush. He poured her a glass, consuming her vast angelic beauty once again. Each time he looked upon her the wonder of her grew, her sparkling eyes, beckoning lips and deep vibrant sensuality. The drank they laughed. He learned of her years in the small town she lived in. How could any man let her go?
In short order they finished the bottle and pulled up to Times Square, then Down Broadway. She was in awe of the big city, the lights the people the pomp and circumstance.
He took her to the ESPN Zone, where he treated her to a game of air hockey with respect to her native land. He let her win as a crowd formed, drawn to her laughs and her beauty. Who were these finely dressed gorgeous people? they must have thought.
As they left he held her close, wanting to feel her near. She allowed him looking up at him blushing.
He took her to Central Park to Tavern on the Green for dinner. The elite of NY staring at them looking behind them for paparazzi.
Who were they?
They ate a grand meal fit for the princess she was. He was inspired, the evening flowed flawlessly. They appeared to be made for each other. He grabbed her hand from across the table
"Would you mind if I gave you a small kiss, this night has been glorious"
Randy
Megan
After making the rounds to my tables I returned to Mister Thortons table.
"Anything else I can get for you" I smiled placeing my hand lightly on his huge shoulder.
He looked back and said "Yes there is."
"Well" I smiled sweetly, waiting for his order.
After making the rounds to my tables I returned to Mister Thortons table.
"Anything else I can get for you" I smiled placeing my hand lightly on his huge shoulder.
He looked back and said "Yes there is."
"Well" I smiled sweetly, waiting for his order.
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A kiss
She playfully giggled at his request, but looked up into his eyes and saw the burning coals, serious, intent.
She leaned forward and they kissed softly. The electricity was undeniable as they held their lips together. They parted eyes still closed basking in the intimate glow that shown between them.
"Let's get out of here" he said and the left, hand in hand.
She thought about the ring on his finger. She never pictured herself as the 'other woman'. But there she was, her fire stoked by the power of this man, his confident purposeful gait, his passionate intense gaze. She loved the way he looked at her; reverent and assured. She was in his hands.
He lifted her into the buggy, the handsome cab driver admiring her grace, her beauty. With a chill in the air he covered them with a thick heavy woven blanket. As the toured Central Park in the cool autumn night he kissed her again this time deeper longer. Their tongues danced to a timeless melody. Under the blankets his hands roamed her perfect body, her tiny waist, her sensuous shoulders, her smooth sexy legs. He trailed her stockings to their frilly gartered top pausing to gently caress her skin above them. Her thghs were warm and willing as they parted a bit to allow him further access. Upward he found her lacey panties and he rubbed softly, sliding a finger through the side. He found her wet, so gloriously wet.
With a gutteral moan she grabbed his suit jacket with both hands and pulled him down to her as she leaned back. His hand and fingers were busy at work beneath her panties, alternating between deep long strokes inside her tightness and circular rubs around her engorged clit. Oblivious to all she cried out startling the handsome cab driver. "yess" she cried. " right there lover" "oooooohhhhhhhaaaa" She was on fire.
His tongue now deep in her mouth pulsed of his desire. He removed his hand from her before she could come and brought it too his mouth, savoring the taste of her. He licked his fingers like a famished dog luxuriating in her fine, sweet juices.
She pouted hanging on her arousal, burning desire evident in her acqua eyes.
Randy
She playfully giggled at his request, but looked up into his eyes and saw the burning coals, serious, intent.
She leaned forward and they kissed softly. The electricity was undeniable as they held their lips together. They parted eyes still closed basking in the intimate glow that shown between them.
"Let's get out of here" he said and the left, hand in hand.
She thought about the ring on his finger. She never pictured herself as the 'other woman'. But there she was, her fire stoked by the power of this man, his confident purposeful gait, his passionate intense gaze. She loved the way he looked at her; reverent and assured. She was in his hands.
He lifted her into the buggy, the handsome cab driver admiring her grace, her beauty. With a chill in the air he covered them with a thick heavy woven blanket. As the toured Central Park in the cool autumn night he kissed her again this time deeper longer. Their tongues danced to a timeless melody. Under the blankets his hands roamed her perfect body, her tiny waist, her sensuous shoulders, her smooth sexy legs. He trailed her stockings to their frilly gartered top pausing to gently caress her skin above them. Her thghs were warm and willing as they parted a bit to allow him further access. Upward he found her lacey panties and he rubbed softly, sliding a finger through the side. He found her wet, so gloriously wet.
With a gutteral moan she grabbed his suit jacket with both hands and pulled him down to her as she leaned back. His hand and fingers were busy at work beneath her panties, alternating between deep long strokes inside her tightness and circular rubs around her engorged clit. Oblivious to all she cried out startling the handsome cab driver. "yess" she cried. " right there lover" "oooooohhhhhhhaaaa" She was on fire.
His tongue now deep in her mouth pulsed of his desire. He removed his hand from her before she could come and brought it too his mouth, savoring the taste of her. He licked his fingers like a famished dog luxuriating in her fine, sweet juices.
She pouted hanging on her arousal, burning desire evident in her acqua eyes.
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His seduction continues
~she moaned as his hand crept up her skirt in the carriage. Her neatly arranged flaxen mane was now disheveled in a golden halo about her body as she arched up against his fingertips. Her eyes closed as his confident digits molested the skin above her garters then back up to her awaiting sex. As his fingers tormented the folds of her flawlessly smooth sex, the cool metal of his wedding ring against the petals of her sex sent and additional shiver throughout her. Her juices pool in the golden band and slithered down his palm. “Oh Lover yes, please” she whispered against his lips before her claimed her silken mouth once more. The kisses a collage of passion, sometimes hard, sometimes soft, sometimes wickedly hungry. Her hand drew downward, stroking his shaft slowly through his expensive pants His rigid manhood throbbing against her palm as she cupped it. Her celestial hips to receive him more. Her glossy mouth perusing his as he kissed her back competitively. Seemingly battling over who wanted to possess who more, with each flicker of their tongues over the other. His bottom lip bitten gently, her salvia sucked from it as she moaned and purred like a kitten. Now a war of passion as the driver turned to catch glimpse of her writhing body. One hand lifting to grip the side of the carriage as she felt her release approaching, her other hand furiously fucking his cock through the material of pants. She was about to crest, her hand moved from the side of the carriage to grab his tie and force his mouth brutally to hers. Then he stopped, she laid sprawled beneath the blanket, her round breasts heaving in anticipation and frustration. She watched as he drank her from his fingers. As he sat back up almost casually she felt herself blush, a mixed blush of embarrassment and anger. She hated him, despised him, and …wanted him.
~she moaned as his hand crept up her skirt in the carriage. Her neatly arranged flaxen mane was now disheveled in a golden halo about her body as she arched up against his fingertips. Her eyes closed as his confident digits molested the skin above her garters then back up to her awaiting sex. As his fingers tormented the folds of her flawlessly smooth sex, the cool metal of his wedding ring against the petals of her sex sent and additional shiver throughout her. Her juices pool in the golden band and slithered down his palm. “Oh Lover yes, please” she whispered against his lips before her claimed her silken mouth once more. The kisses a collage of passion, sometimes hard, sometimes soft, sometimes wickedly hungry. Her hand drew downward, stroking his shaft slowly through his expensive pants His rigid manhood throbbing against her palm as she cupped it. Her celestial hips to receive him more. Her glossy mouth perusing his as he kissed her back competitively. Seemingly battling over who wanted to possess who more, with each flicker of their tongues over the other. His bottom lip bitten gently, her salvia sucked from it as she moaned and purred like a kitten. Now a war of passion as the driver turned to catch glimpse of her writhing body. One hand lifting to grip the side of the carriage as she felt her release approaching, her other hand furiously fucking his cock through the material of pants. She was about to crest, her hand moved from the side of the carriage to grab his tie and force his mouth brutally to hers. Then he stopped, she laid sprawled beneath the blanket, her round breasts heaving in anticipation and frustration. She watched as he drank her from his fingers. As he sat back up almost casually she felt herself blush, a mixed blush of embarrassment and anger. She hated him, despised him, and …wanted him.
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