Traci, Age 32...Single...Business - PR....
I met Traci at Maria's lingerie party. She was one of the ladies who enjoyed her night of adventure playing a game called "Suvorov's Vodka." I distinctly remember her because of the sexy sheer bra and panty set she wore from a well known lingerie store where I shop as well. Traci portrayed herself as a conservative woman, but that night at Maria's party she became just as slutty as the rest of us. Another game we enjoyed at Maria's party was "condom crazy" where you had to cover the courgette using only your mouth, and there was nothing conservative or sophisticated about her that night or the morning after when the girls and I talked about having another wild party soon.
However on this particular day, she was every bit of the classy chick who demanded respect. I didn't notice Traci right away and it wasn't until I heard her laughter that I knew it was her. It was the same laugh I recalled from the night of Maria's party. I thought at first she might have hit a bar for lunch with cocktails because of the nervous laugh but then I realized it had something to do with the gentleman with the brief case.
She only has contact with high clientele people. Which are men and woman that invest millions of dollars with the company she works for. She is a woman who's good at what she does and never apologizes for kissing some client's ass to make her boss and the company successful. So I waited until she ended her conversation with the customer before walking over to say hi. Traci knew me right away and invited me to her office for a chat. She indeed was a woman in command. The wall in her office was filled with business school certificates and a Master's Degree she was definitely a woman on a mission. Traci offered me a drink from the mini bar in her office. I declined and reminded her about the last time we had drinks together and how it ended the next morning with Nicole's feet across my back.
We shared sparkling water as we reminisced and laughed about the fun times we had at Maria's lingerie party. From that night on we kidded ourselves saying we were "Conservative Girls Gone Wild" and promised to make the next party better than the last. We lost track of time until Traci's assistant buzzed her phone to remind her she had a conference call in thirty minutes. She thanked her assistant and we ended our conversation. I knew she had to prepare for the call so I promised to talk with her later.
We said our goodbyes and I left. As I started to walk through the revolving doors of the building I heard someone call out my name; it was Traci. She caught up to me and asked if we could have another girl's night out later that evening at a posh little bar and grill joint that went by the name "Tom's" a few blocks from her office.
I said sure, and then asked Traci if it would be ok to invite Nicole and a few other girls' for the evening. She said yes and she was looking forward to tonight's plans. .
I called Nicole gave her the 411 and told her to pass the word to Julie and the other girls and meet me at the bar around seven thirty. Nicole said ok; as if I thought she would decline.
The visit with Traci had left me famished so I went home and prepared a light snack and took a catnap before meeting the girls for drinks and dinner at the bar.
After my nap I called Nicole and asked if she was ready for the evening plans. I also asked her if she remembered the petite lady with the platinum blonde hair name Traci from Maria's party. She told me she did and had talked with Traci a few times since the party.
