Story about two people who are stubborn as hell, the whole world can see their chemistry but they can't.
She is sweet, charismatic, turns head when she walks in but has no clue about it. She is a single mom of a lovely boy. And because of one extrem...
It was around 4ish in the afternoon; I was getting ready to leave work when I heard Bri and Nina giggling and enter my office. She declared we were going clubbing tonight as tomorrow marks the official start of summer, so Jo is going to be with her half the day and she'll be his guardian, which he is looking forward to. She wanted to enjoy, go clubbing, getting drunk, and dancing the night away. I felt terrible for her and was about to suggest an alternative option, but she prevented me from it.
We would adopt that kid if you let us, and we already made our option very clear to you, and you know, both me and Jo look forward to these summer days together. Before your mind runs into over drive and beats a dead horse, get your sweet ass up from that chair, go home, get changed and meet us at the club. The tab is on James and I intend to well use my fiancé's money and get wasted. Jo is with James's parents, and they are having a movie marathon, Bri said.
And please no work clothes, whip those titties out, sexy dresses are mandatory, less is more Anzee, she yelled as she made her way to James's office.
Nina came to my loft to get ready. Her version is that she wanted to make sure that I do not wear my mommy clothes, whatever that means. Nina is wearing a Lil red number that yelled sex siren all over.
We should dress to kill. Girl gotta bring a sexy mamma home today said Nina.
After much debate, some snarky comments on my dressing style and squinty glances at my dresses, Nina gave her green signal to me, wearing all black. I wore a black lacy corset top that was see-through at my tummy and pushup to my ample boobs, which seems a little too much on your face, but the fashion police in her was not backing down and tight pants with my killer nude heels. I know my heels will kill me at the end of the night, but they don't say beauty is pain for no reason and also I feel sexy and confident in heels. I kept the makeup to the bare minimum.
We reached the club around 9 pm. I saw James and Bri and someone else I could not tell by the outline of his body, but it solved the suspense as he followed the sight of my friends to look and it was Matt.
These two cheeky minxes, they plotted it.
Before Nina and I took our respective seats, I excused myself to the restroom. My inner mind is out and about with full face makeup, wearing her sexy sundress and batting her eyes at Matt. I rushed to one booth. My heart was fluttering so fast and loud, I am pretty sure if there was someone in the next stall, she would hear it.
I looked at myself in the mirror, my cheeks flushed. That has added color to my already blushed face.
He is just a handsome man, nothing you have not seen before. My inner mind swings her head up, making a hissing noise. No, we have not seen insubstantial species like him. He is so fine, like a 100-year-old whiskey, and rolled her eyes at me. She seems to do that to me a lot nowadays.
You can get past this allurement. It's just, he is attractive. That's all I try to convince myself.
My inner mind snickers at me and her judgmental voice tells me, really Anzee really.
It is just that time of month. Aunty Flo is about to visit me, so my hormones are out of control. It's simply been too long since I got laid. Again, I try my level best to brainwash myself.
Are you sure about this? Then explain this. My inner mind points at my hardened nipples as she titters.
I am really thankful for the padding on my tops that will help camouflage these traitors. It is just drinks Anzee; I say to myself, just say hi to him curtly and then just ignore him. You can not sooth this itch with him. Men like him have trouble written all over them in bold capital letters.
Guys like him, you mean Adonis of a man, so muscular. I think even his ass has its own personal trainer, my inner mind says with dreamy eyes.
I ignored her and, with Lil pick me up speech, made my way to the table.
I made my way to the table where my friends were sitting. The first person I notice is James, and he has sorry written all over his face.
"Are you ok" says James.
"I am fine, sorry I took a Lil longer. Did I miss anything?" I say.
No, we just ordered shots says Nina with a bubbly voice.
I nod at her and smiled at her and threw a shuttle you are so dead look at her.
Mr Smith, I did not expect to see you here I say while i stretch my hand towards him to shake. To my surprise, he takes and raises to his lips and plants a soft kiss on my back of hand which does not help my crazy horny hormones. Lips linger in my hand a Lil longer than necessary at that moment. I wonder how would they feel on other parts of my body. I pull my hand and put some distance between us to help calm my nerves and hope to get rid of these naughty ideas popping into my head.
My inner mind is now on her full flirty stance and has puckered her lips.
No, can't go there just remember, he's your client. It can never happen.
********************************************** I'll not post pictures of the dresses or tattoos in between stories, I have posted the aesthetics at the start. But if you guys want I can start posting them on my Instagram if you want to know where I took my inspiration from.
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