Andy Tweed
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I am starting an imaginative roleplay, and being male myself, am seeking 2 feminine women to join.
The roleplay begins in a hotel bar at 7pm on a Friday night when I am away on business. I am out of town for a major corporate conference and my company insists that I have a fantastic suite on Floor 20 to give the right impression. That evening I meet 2 very pretty, feminine, articulate and imaginative women, one who works in the hotel and one who is a conference delegate and works for one of my company's suppliers.
I have no interests that are either nasty nor gruesome. I like gentle, soft, mentally teasing play, tacit understanding, fingertip communication. The hotel has plenty of leisure facilities, not to mention the spa in my suite or its view over the ocean.
Just two ladies needed, I am at the bar just about to order a drink, dressed in my smart suit, 5'11" and slim athletic build in stature, eyes and mind widely alert.....
Touch a chord ?
Andy Tweed
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OOC:
Name: RedxRose
IC:
I had just arrived at the hotel about an hour ago. I had placed my bags in my suite, and took a hot shower and dressed in a white blouse, and black jacket with a skirt that went to my knees. I pull my long blode curly hair loosely back. I put on my black high heels, and quickly applied some make-up. By then it was 7. I walk into the hotel bar and see this good looking guy. I sit down next to him, and order a beer.
Andy Tweed 08-02-2005 10:46 PM :
The first thing I notice is the delicate scent of femininity, a mix of perhaps damp hair, freshness and just a hint of perfume, and I turn slightly to my left to see a vision of loveliness, easing into the adjacent bar stool, her skirt riding up an inch or two above the knee as she settles into it. I notice immediately a detail which always pleases, that she has perfectly manicured fingers, long and slim with a professional French polish and virtually no jewellery in sight - less is more !
Although I want to run my eyes over her, I don't, rather, I smile with my eyes looking into hers..... 'Hi' I mouth. 'Here for the conference ? I am Tweed, VP Marketing for the company. Perhaps I can order you a drink?'
A little ripple of excitement runs through my cerebral cortex.......
RedxRose:
I had just sat down and the guy that I know now as Tweed offered to order my a drink. "A beer would be nice" I could tell this man liked to go to the gym, or played sports in his free time.
"I'm Ashley, and a Jr. VP for a supply company."
I smiled at him, even though it was more to myself.
Andy Tweed 08-03-2005 11:35 AM:
I see a smile that lights up a the face of a beautiful young woman, her skin so fresh, her eyes so bright and delightful lips and teeth that could be used to promote toothpaste. I hold out my hand slowly, offering it for Ashley to shake and she accepts. As her soft skin touches mine, and my right thumb folds across the back of her hand I can't help noticing how satin smooth her skin is, I can't help smiling widely.
'Its nice to meet you , a real pleasure, you must be the Jr VP for AG Pharmeval Corp, who undertake clinical trials for us, one of our Level 2 suppliers ? I've heard your name but we've not met ...' and only now letting go of the lovely hand I have been shaking.
'I'm so pleased to meet you as I need a clinical trial undertaking next year for one of our most exciting pipeline products, and our usual vendor has no capacity.... we are looking for extra capacity from somewhere, but perhaps we can speak more about it later during the week ?'
As I am talking I can't help noticing how beautiful this young woman is and how she is clearly a very good listener. She gradually has been turning her body in her seat towards me as I spoke, showing that she is giving me her attention and her eyes never leave mine, she doesn't attempt to interrupt, she doesn't look phazed by the information I have given to her, she's good,.... I'm impressed.
When the pretty waitress behind the bar brings our drinks - 2 Buds - and Ashley chats briefly to her, I can't resist just running my eyes slowly over Ashley, and seeing her luxurious curly blonde hair, graceful neck and tiny ears, a classy choice of clothing and smooth legs that appear never to have had a single hair even dare grow upon them, I realize that I have met someone very special and I think to myself how glad that I am that the Conference is a full weekend. And, when that thought is done, I get to her ankles, small and graceful, and well.... her shoe choice is perfect, 3" black heels with an open toes design, showing off what seems to be one pretty, pedicured big toe, polished pink, perfectly rounded, clearly an important part of this woman's grooming grooming......
I feel a stir in my body and need to re-engage Ashley in conversation... 'Have you plans to either exercise or to eat this evening Ashley ? The Hotel has great facilities, and I planned to do both since I have been preparing for the Conference for weeks, and well.... I am ready ! One night to relax and then into it full swing !'
Expecting the brush off, I guess I'll have to do with a lonely evening as most of the delegates arrive tomorrow.....but then Ashley clears her throat and is about to speak:
RedXRose:
This man seemed very nice, he talked about the comapny he worked for, and I just listened. Our Buds arrived and I chatted to the waitress about the different aspects of the hotel.
During this time I knew he was looking me up down, I could feel his eyes on me, not that I minded or anything.
Tweed asked if I had any plans tonight. I cleared my throat. "Not really, I was going to order room service, and then maybe go to the pool." The whole her deep blue eyes staring into his.
Andy Tweed 08-05-2005 01:03 PM:
Mmm, seeing her eyes and being so glad she had left open the possibility of spending a little more time together made me smile.
I paused and thought a little while.....
Turning to her: 'I have a wonderful ocean view from my Suite, if you don't think it too forward of me, would you like to have pre-dinner drinks with me, on my balcony, and perhaps look over the menu, perhaps plan a visit to the leisure club ?'
Just then the pretty bartender returned to take another order........
I grabbed my key off the bartop, slid off my stool...... and said to the bartender ..... 'Suite 2010, 15 minutes please, anything the lady orders !'
Catching her eyes and grinning cheekily, I walked towards the lifts, not having a clue how she would react, but I was enjoying the adrenaline rush.
I reached the lift doors, hopped in and turned as the doors were closing. She and the pretty bartender were chatting animatedly. I pressed button 20.
WindDancerBlue 08-05-2005 02:36 PM
Taylor Bailey - Hotel Hostess
I'd ridden the elevator down to the massive bar, almost a little weak in the knees at the speed it drops.
I was straightening my hair in the polished steel when the chime range the door was opening. I stepped to forward to exit just as a tall man who was looking over his shoulder took a step forward and we collided.
Not just the oh-pardon-me sort you can smile and forget. I practically went to the floor except for the quick reactions of an incredibly unforgetable man. The encounter was so abrupt that my long hair ended up caught on one of his cufflinks, and there we were, with him trying to extricate himself from the streams of pale blonde.
Of course I knew who he was. That's my job here, to know and to anticipate the needs of our clients. Mr. Tweedwas with one of the VP's on the Penthouse level, young but moving fast, I'd heard.
Good looking young man. Damn, when did I get so old that these were "young" men anymore? I'm only 34, but sometimes when I look at one of these career stallions, I am amazed how youth makes them even more successful.
As we danced upright together, now face to face, my heels putting me at his height, I saw something besides business burning in his eyes. I'm 5'9" and sometimes height makes men edgy. Didn't seem to bother him when I finally came to my full height gain and smoothed my blouse and skirt.
I began my apology for charging so wrecklessly into him, and yet, somehow I wasn't so sure I'm sorry at all. He quickly dismissed it, says he wasn't paying attention, asked again if I'm injured.
I offered to send a bottle of wine to his room for his trouble, and he gratiously nodded, called another elevator, and I went on my way.
Somehow, I was not surprised to see him looking in my direction when I couldn't help myself but turn to look at him again before I stepped up into my office, feeling just a little breathless. What a way to end my day... I log into my PC and check my email, order the wine for Mr. Tweed, and log out.
Andy Tweed 08-05-2005 03:03 PM:
As my finger hit the control panel, button 20 I collided backwards with someone... someone of a lot smaller body mass than I, and I sent her flying. With one hand on the lift door to stop it closing and the other struggling to pick up a delightfully appealing young woman in her 30's, whom I have virtually knocked over, my right cufflink became tangled in her hair.
I soon recognized the Hotel Hostess badge and started to protest at her apologies, noting that it had been me proceeding backwards into the lift. My apologies fell on deaf ears, she would have none of it.... she clealy understood customer service.
We made our way out of the lift into the lobby in order to finally untangle her hair, I found myself in no hurry, just holding my right arm up for her at a sensible height. I watched the concentration on her tilted face as her fingertips worked on her hair, her nails perfectly polished, in black.
I wouldn't hear her protests, and had to accept an offer of a complimentary bottle of wine, this evening was turning out very well indeed I thought. I mentioned my name, though she seemd to know whom I was, and she certainly knew my room number. I watched her head towards her office. She was about 5'9 and with pretty looking heels, she was my equal. Her uniform was demure and accentuated her femininity, I couldn't stop loking in her direction. I saw her step into an office, as I called the lift.
When it came, I didn't get in.
I walked over to her office and knocked on the door.
The roleplay begins in a hotel bar at 7pm on a Friday night when I am away on business. I am out of town for a major corporate conference and my company insists that I have a fantastic suite on Floor 20 to give the right impression. That evening I meet 2 very pretty, feminine, articulate and imaginative women, one who works in the hotel and one who is a conference delegate and works for one of my company's suppliers.
I have no interests that are either nasty nor gruesome. I like gentle, soft, mentally teasing play, tacit understanding, fingertip communication. The hotel has plenty of leisure facilities, not to mention the spa in my suite or its view over the ocean.
Just two ladies needed, I am at the bar just about to order a drink, dressed in my smart suit, 5'11" and slim athletic build in stature, eyes and mind widely alert.....
Touch a chord ?
Andy Tweed
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
OOC:
Name: RedxRose
IC:
I had just arrived at the hotel about an hour ago. I had placed my bags in my suite, and took a hot shower and dressed in a white blouse, and black jacket with a skirt that went to my knees. I pull my long blode curly hair loosely back. I put on my black high heels, and quickly applied some make-up. By then it was 7. I walk into the hotel bar and see this good looking guy. I sit down next to him, and order a beer.
Andy Tweed 08-02-2005 10:46 PM :
The first thing I notice is the delicate scent of femininity, a mix of perhaps damp hair, freshness and just a hint of perfume, and I turn slightly to my left to see a vision of loveliness, easing into the adjacent bar stool, her skirt riding up an inch or two above the knee as she settles into it. I notice immediately a detail which always pleases, that she has perfectly manicured fingers, long and slim with a professional French polish and virtually no jewellery in sight - less is more !
Although I want to run my eyes over her, I don't, rather, I smile with my eyes looking into hers..... 'Hi' I mouth. 'Here for the conference ? I am Tweed, VP Marketing for the company. Perhaps I can order you a drink?'
A little ripple of excitement runs through my cerebral cortex.......
RedxRose:
I had just sat down and the guy that I know now as Tweed offered to order my a drink. "A beer would be nice" I could tell this man liked to go to the gym, or played sports in his free time.
"I'm Ashley, and a Jr. VP for a supply company."
I smiled at him, even though it was more to myself.
Andy Tweed 08-03-2005 11:35 AM:
I see a smile that lights up a the face of a beautiful young woman, her skin so fresh, her eyes so bright and delightful lips and teeth that could be used to promote toothpaste. I hold out my hand slowly, offering it for Ashley to shake and she accepts. As her soft skin touches mine, and my right thumb folds across the back of her hand I can't help noticing how satin smooth her skin is, I can't help smiling widely.
'Its nice to meet you , a real pleasure, you must be the Jr VP for AG Pharmeval Corp, who undertake clinical trials for us, one of our Level 2 suppliers ? I've heard your name but we've not met ...' and only now letting go of the lovely hand I have been shaking.
'I'm so pleased to meet you as I need a clinical trial undertaking next year for one of our most exciting pipeline products, and our usual vendor has no capacity.... we are looking for extra capacity from somewhere, but perhaps we can speak more about it later during the week ?'
As I am talking I can't help noticing how beautiful this young woman is and how she is clearly a very good listener. She gradually has been turning her body in her seat towards me as I spoke, showing that she is giving me her attention and her eyes never leave mine, she doesn't attempt to interrupt, she doesn't look phazed by the information I have given to her, she's good,.... I'm impressed.
When the pretty waitress behind the bar brings our drinks - 2 Buds - and Ashley chats briefly to her, I can't resist just running my eyes slowly over Ashley, and seeing her luxurious curly blonde hair, graceful neck and tiny ears, a classy choice of clothing and smooth legs that appear never to have had a single hair even dare grow upon them, I realize that I have met someone very special and I think to myself how glad that I am that the Conference is a full weekend. And, when that thought is done, I get to her ankles, small and graceful, and well.... her shoe choice is perfect, 3" black heels with an open toes design, showing off what seems to be one pretty, pedicured big toe, polished pink, perfectly rounded, clearly an important part of this woman's grooming grooming......
I feel a stir in my body and need to re-engage Ashley in conversation... 'Have you plans to either exercise or to eat this evening Ashley ? The Hotel has great facilities, and I planned to do both since I have been preparing for the Conference for weeks, and well.... I am ready ! One night to relax and then into it full swing !'
Expecting the brush off, I guess I'll have to do with a lonely evening as most of the delegates arrive tomorrow.....but then Ashley clears her throat and is about to speak:
RedXRose:
This man seemed very nice, he talked about the comapny he worked for, and I just listened. Our Buds arrived and I chatted to the waitress about the different aspects of the hotel.
During this time I knew he was looking me up down, I could feel his eyes on me, not that I minded or anything.
Tweed asked if I had any plans tonight. I cleared my throat. "Not really, I was going to order room service, and then maybe go to the pool." The whole her deep blue eyes staring into his.
Andy Tweed 08-05-2005 01:03 PM:
Mmm, seeing her eyes and being so glad she had left open the possibility of spending a little more time together made me smile.
I paused and thought a little while.....
Turning to her: 'I have a wonderful ocean view from my Suite, if you don't think it too forward of me, would you like to have pre-dinner drinks with me, on my balcony, and perhaps look over the menu, perhaps plan a visit to the leisure club ?'
Just then the pretty bartender returned to take another order........
I grabbed my key off the bartop, slid off my stool...... and said to the bartender ..... 'Suite 2010, 15 minutes please, anything the lady orders !'
Catching her eyes and grinning cheekily, I walked towards the lifts, not having a clue how she would react, but I was enjoying the adrenaline rush.
I reached the lift doors, hopped in and turned as the doors were closing. She and the pretty bartender were chatting animatedly. I pressed button 20.
WindDancerBlue 08-05-2005 02:36 PM
Taylor Bailey - Hotel Hostess
I'd ridden the elevator down to the massive bar, almost a little weak in the knees at the speed it drops.
I was straightening my hair in the polished steel when the chime range the door was opening. I stepped to forward to exit just as a tall man who was looking over his shoulder took a step forward and we collided.
Not just the oh-pardon-me sort you can smile and forget. I practically went to the floor except for the quick reactions of an incredibly unforgetable man. The encounter was so abrupt that my long hair ended up caught on one of his cufflinks, and there we were, with him trying to extricate himself from the streams of pale blonde.
Of course I knew who he was. That's my job here, to know and to anticipate the needs of our clients. Mr. Tweedwas with one of the VP's on the Penthouse level, young but moving fast, I'd heard.
Good looking young man. Damn, when did I get so old that these were "young" men anymore? I'm only 34, but sometimes when I look at one of these career stallions, I am amazed how youth makes them even more successful.
As we danced upright together, now face to face, my heels putting me at his height, I saw something besides business burning in his eyes. I'm 5'9" and sometimes height makes men edgy. Didn't seem to bother him when I finally came to my full height gain and smoothed my blouse and skirt.
I began my apology for charging so wrecklessly into him, and yet, somehow I wasn't so sure I'm sorry at all. He quickly dismissed it, says he wasn't paying attention, asked again if I'm injured.
I offered to send a bottle of wine to his room for his trouble, and he gratiously nodded, called another elevator, and I went on my way.
Somehow, I was not surprised to see him looking in my direction when I couldn't help myself but turn to look at him again before I stepped up into my office, feeling just a little breathless. What a way to end my day... I log into my PC and check my email, order the wine for Mr. Tweed, and log out.
Andy Tweed 08-05-2005 03:03 PM:
As my finger hit the control panel, button 20 I collided backwards with someone... someone of a lot smaller body mass than I, and I sent her flying. With one hand on the lift door to stop it closing and the other struggling to pick up a delightfully appealing young woman in her 30's, whom I have virtually knocked over, my right cufflink became tangled in her hair.
I soon recognized the Hotel Hostess badge and started to protest at her apologies, noting that it had been me proceeding backwards into the lift. My apologies fell on deaf ears, she would have none of it.... she clealy understood customer service.
We made our way out of the lift into the lobby in order to finally untangle her hair, I found myself in no hurry, just holding my right arm up for her at a sensible height. I watched the concentration on her tilted face as her fingertips worked on her hair, her nails perfectly polished, in black.
I wouldn't hear her protests, and had to accept an offer of a complimentary bottle of wine, this evening was turning out very well indeed I thought. I mentioned my name, though she seemd to know whom I was, and she certainly knew my room number. I watched her head towards her office. She was about 5'9 and with pretty looking heels, she was my equal. Her uniform was demure and accentuated her femininity, I couldn't stop loking in her direction. I saw her step into an office, as I called the lift.
When it came, I didn't get in.
I walked over to her office and knocked on the door.
