You walk into the hotel lobby a few minutes late for your meeting with Jill. Don't want to seem to anxious and not looking forward to giving her the bad news. You've decided that although it has been fun - the phone calls and photos and emails, when it comes down to it, you're just not willing to risk what you've got for a piece of ass - no matter how good it might be. Even though you've seen her only once, you recognize her instantly sitting at the bar. And next to her is some poor sap trying his best to interest her. She smiles and is polite but you know who she is thinking about...
You make your way over and notice a few things. She's straightened her hair and it hangs way down her bare back. What she is wearing may or may not be considered a dress. It's black and short and seems to be barely hanging on to her shape. She is wearing high heels and her long legs are crossed and seem to be the only thing between her and the man next to her as he leans in to try to emphasize some point he is making. As you enter their space, he looks up at you with surprise and an irritated glare. Her reaction is quite different. Her eyes light up and a huge sexy smile makes its way across her face...she looks different than you remember and the smile she gives you now is not the same one you saw in her pictures...
"Excuse me" you say, "Can I borrow this lady for a minute?"
He looks at her face and knows it is futile to argue. She stands and with her heels is only an inch or so shorter than you. She says nothing and you take her hand and lead her to a quiet place by the elevators to break the news...you can smell her perfume - spicy but very nice and feel the heat coming off her skin. You glance down and see the curve of her breasts, exposed at this angle, by her plunging neckline. Your cock twitches in your pants but you ignore it for now...
When you arrive at your secluded spot, you turn to face her and notice she is moving close to you with an eagerness so you put your hands up to her shoulders to stop her. A confused look crosses her face as you hear the words coming out of your mouth.
"Jill, this is not going to happen."
"What?" she says as you watch the sparkle in her eyes quickly disappear.
"I just wanted to tell you straight." you say with conviction.
"Oh..." is all she can think to say as she lowers her head to think about it. You open your mouth to explain but she quickly looks up and says "Don't say another word." She turns and walks away. You wait until she is out of sight and make your way back to your room to meet your friends for dinner out on the town.
As you and your buddies make your way through the lobby you see her there again at the bar, same chair, same guy trying his best but this time she isn't looking at him as he jabbers, she is downing what you suppose is a very strong drink. It's for the best, you tell yourself and you are relieved to make it most of the way across the room without being noticed. You glance over this time and see him whispering something in her ear and you watch her hand make its way to his thigh - before you know it, you tell your friend to go ahead and you are walking towards her. This time you get the same look from the guy but a decidedly different look from her. "What the hell are you doing?" you ask. She casts a cold blank stare but her eyes look a little red and she turns her attention back to the stooge next to her and ignores you without a word. This pisses you off and you grab her arm and turn her towards you. She shakes her arm free of your grip and gets up and storms out of the bar. Although you don't know why, you follow - wishing now her legs were not so long because it is hard to catch her. She is stopped at the elevators since none are available and you watch her look for the stairs...
"So you were gonna just fuck that loser?", you accuse.
"That's none of your business." she coldly replies, "What the fuck do you care?"
"I don't!", you remind her. "You may be the sexiest woman I have ever met, but I am with someone." you add.
"Fuck you." she says as she spins around again to walk off.
"What did you say?" you ask as you grab he arm, forcefully this time and spin her back around to face you.
"I - said - fuck - you." she says slowly not backing down one bit. You are furious now, who does she think she is? She is just some little flirt who is full of herself and you decide you are going to take her down a notch...and with that thought, your cock begins to swell and push against the front of your pants.
She is struggling to break free of your stronghold as you wrap your left arm around her waist, pinning her right arm, and grabbing her left. God her body is hot and you know her anger is making it hotter. She whips her face away from your and her hair hits you in the face and for an instant you breathe in the smell of it. Roughly you take your right hand up under her dress and between her legs where you grab her crotch through her lace thongs. You slide your hand between her skin and the lace and your fingers search out her slit.