Dream
Part 1
Black sheer tights and my favorite black thigh high boots. I'm wearing a mini skirt and white body suit. My hair is in long braids down to my waist. I'm wearing a short coat, having a drink at the hotel bar, forgetting about the day. Then you sat next to me...
"Double of Jameson," you said to the bartender. I notice you but pay you no mind.
"Hi. Good evening. I love your boots!" you said looking at me, as you occupied the stool next to me.
I looked your way and smiled, "Thank you. They're my favorite pair."
"Wow!" Your eyes lit up, your face was in shock. "You are gorgeous! I only just saw your hair and boots, but your have such a beautiful face."
"Thank you," I chuckled looking down at my old fashioned and couldn't think of anything else to say.
"You're very welcome, I can't believe a woman of your beauty is alone at the bar. Or are you waiting for your boyfriend?"
Y'all are so predictable, it's so stale.
"No, no boyfriend. I'm just unwinding for the night. I've had a long week."
"I hear you, same. I've been in back to back board meetings trying to launch a new prototype for cyber security... And here I go, still taking work home... You want to go somewhere and maybe unwind together?"
I look you sternly in the eyes and confidently say, "It'll be five hundred an hour for my company."
You scoffed, "Honey, money isn't a problem. I have a room upstairs. Finish your drink and meet me in 1218. Pass code 466"
Ooo. Penthouse suite.
You finish your drink and leave. Your cologne was very intoxicating. Prada, I think. I noticed your cufflinks, big shiny watch, and sense of urgency. Do I stay or do I go?