Candy

CHAPTER ONE

Her body molded with his perfectly, his hands on her hips as they swayed, sliding further and further down her body until they rested on a place that crossed the "friendly" border. As if anything they had been doing tonight was what you wanted to call friendly. Her lips were tinted red, white teeth shining brightly as she leaned forward to whisper in the man's ear.
"Your place or mine?" Her voice was seductive yet low enough to where no one could hear her indelicate question, her suggestiveness laced through every syllable. "My hotel. It's only up the street," The stranger, whose name she knew but pretended as if she didn't, stared hungrily down at the younger woman, his lust filled eyes looking everywhere except where they were supposed to be. She smiled in content. "Lead the way," Sliding her hand down his body, she made sure to let her fingers graze the spot where his pants bulged.
The man noticeably shuddered before grabbing her hand and leading her through the sweaty bodies that were too close together for comfort. He cursed the provocative youngsters that were in his way, but not aloud since he was doing the same thing they were only a few, mere seconds ago. And he couldn't pretend like the woman whose hand he was grasping tightly was anything over 25, so it was best to keep his comments to himself. His car was already out front, having called his driver to be ready seconds after spotting the girl that looked his way a little too long to just be a glance.
"You've failed to mention it to me after I asked tonight, but what's your name, doll?" His hot breath fanned her ear after they slipped into the back of the black car, the partition being rolled up almost immediately. "Candy," She inwardly cringed at the closeness and stuffiness but smiled through it, moving to where her leg rested over his. "Suits you well," His hand trailed up her thigh, stopping to play with the hem of her dress. The lights of the buildings outside rushed by in a blur, the man having told his driver to get back to the hotel as quickly as possible. But the couple didn't notice, the tension in the air too thick to focus on anything or anyone else besides each other. "And yours?" Candy asked the question she already knew. "Garrett. Garrett Michaelson."
Candy hummed in satisfaction. This was her plan. Meet him at the club, get him into bed with her to fill the satisfaction they both needed, and then leave in the morning before his wife could call and ask him about his "business trip." This was a regular occurrence. Not many of the rich men had wives, most of them being bachelors, but that didn't stop them from secretly sending her gifts to fulfill her expensive taste or bringing her as a date to high class parties or restaurants. She was working her way up the only way she knew how. It was the twenty first century yet men were still surprised at her intelligence and integrity but still would reject her just because of the fact she was a woman. She knew where she wanted to go and nothing was going to stop her.
"We're here," Garrett grunted, pulling her out of the car, his voice desperate and almost pleading. She rolled her eyes, they were all the same. Seeing a hot, new face and taking her to bed was the only thing they seemed to care about nowadays, married or not. But she followed him out of the car and into the elevator anyways, her heels clicking on the tile floor the only sound at three in the morning. Once in the elevator, Garrett pushed her into the wall, connecting their lips immediately. He was very attractive and boy like for his age of forty, but nonetheless needy. His hands grasped at her waist as though if he ground them harshly enough they'd make their way through the thin cloth of her dress. Candy
kissed back. The kiss was sloppy and all teeth which disgusted her, but she knew what needed to be done. A growl escaped his throat as the elevator dinged causing him to pull back reluctantly. He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the doors and down the hall to his hotel, shoving her in once the door was unlocked. He lead her into the bedroom, kicking the door shut and immediately attaching his lips to hers once again. His hands reached around to her back, unzipping the skin tight dress that showed every dip and curve in her body as if she wasn't wearing anything. "Lay down for me, baby," He whispered to her once the clothing was removed. She did as he said, a smirk on her face as she fell back into the familiar routine.