I saw her in the hotel lounge, sitting at the bar with beautiful long brown hair, in a business suit, fitted top and matching skirt with a white blouse, sheer stockings and black, low heel pumps. She was a short girl with a smallish bust, and great legs.
I sat down 3 or 4 chairs to her right and ordered an absolute straight up. I glanced over at her while I was waiting for my shot and we locked eyes for a brief second, her smile penetrating into my skull. I broke the stare as the tender sat my shot on the bar in front of me. I ordered another one as I brought the first to my lips, and I downed it. I sat the shot glass back down on the bar top and glanced at her again, she was finishing her martini, and her eyes locked on to me again, this time over her martini glass. She was beautiful. Her eyes a deep brown, her smooth skin slightly tan. I broke away again and downed the second shot glass that the tender delivered to me, and paid.
I turned slightly towards her and looked at her again, she had set her empty martini glass down and her luxurious tongue was playing with the olive on a toothpick while her eyes locked onto mine again. I nodded towards the exit and she smiled broader, ate the olive, and followed me out without a word.
The elevator had a glass wall that looked out onto the lobby, but this didn't stop us from frenching on the way up to the 5th floor. Her hands were all over my chest, under my sport coat, feeling up my pecks through my dress shirt. The doors opened and I took her hand and led her to my room.