She came to this city looking for love. But, so far, all she had found was heartbreak. The man she was supposed to be meeting was no where to be found.
Now, all she wanted was fun.
As she sat alone, surrounded by total strangers, she began to feel the heat that only comes from the thought that someone has their eyes on you. She turned slowly on her barstool, scanning the room as she did so. Searching for the set of eyes that was setting her on fire. And making her temperature rise!
Suddenly their eyes met. And she knew that she had found her fun. She asked the bartender for a napkin and pulled a pen from her purse. Quickly, she jotted down the hotel and room number where she was staying.
She let her long legs settle to the ground and glided across the floor in his direction. As she handed him the napkin, she gave him a wink and a smile. Then she walked off making her way to the street. He began to follow her. But, by the time he made it to the double doors she was already in a cab. He frantically hailed the next one available. He wasn't going to let her get away!
She had just enough time, before he arrived, to change. She was no longer wearing the skin tight jeans and tank top that she had been wearing earlier at the bar. Instead, she had slipped into a black lace corset and matching crotch-less panties. With black silk stockings and a pair of black stiletto heels. Her hair, that had been pulled back at the bar, was now a cascade of curls hanging past her shoulders. She was touching up her make-up and spritzing herself with her favorite perfume, Red Door, when she heard his knock.
She positioned herself in a provocative manner across the bed. She was anticipating the pleasures of the flesh that she would soon encounter with the gorgeous man standing on the other side of the door. "It's open... and I'm waiting." she called.
