Lali's Life | SUMMER '18

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It was almost as if the music in the building stopped as soon as she walked in. With that same sparkle in her eyes that she always had on nights like these, she strutted through the crowd fully aware that all eyes were on her. A small smile made its way to her face as she remembered she needed to keep this prissy act up all night.

"Wow," she heard a hushed mumbled from what seemed to be someone's husband. Looking over her right shoulder, she bit her lip at the handsome gentleman and even tossed in a wink, giggling to herself after she saw his wife hit him with her clutch and storm off. "I mean, can you blame me, babe? Look at her?"

"Excuse me," a man spoke from the left of her. She slowed down but didn't stop, only glancing to him as he spoke. "May I um, may I get your name?"

"Kareese," she let the name ease off of her tongue like baby oil.

"Kareese.... beautiful. Well, Miss Kareese, would you be interested in hanging out with me tonight? I'd like to get to know you better."

"No thank you doll," She said with a smile. Pausing by the bar, she saw the man was still by her and took the time to look him over.

Light brown skin with the lightest of brown eyes to match. Cute, plump pink lips with a button nose that made her want to almost poke it and see if it was as soft as it looked, and long black hair that was smoothed down into a braided ponytail. She fainted internally at the brown Fendi suit he wore, accompanied by matching loafers. He was a sight to see, honestly, but he wasn't who she was here for.

She had a job to do.

"Well," He shrugged, "At least allow me to buy you a drank?"

She nodded, smirking at his southern drawl that slipped out. I wonder how many times I could make him slip up in b-

"What will you have, ma'am?" Kareese turned her head to face the bartender who was patiently waiting for an order from her.

"Sex on the beach, can you add some rocks as well? I only want a small glass, please."

The man looked down at her with a look in his eyes that made her almost want to sit him on the very bar and make his toes curl. She had on a lavender purple dress that had a very modest slit on the side, pair with gold lace-up heels that came well above her ankles, gold accessories to match that gleamed perfectly against her smooth chocolate skin. Curly hair that went down past her shoulders out in a twist out and light makeup... effortless, he thought to himself with a shake of his head.

He shifted his stance, to lean against the bar as he watched her take the straw into her mouth innocently, not knowing the things he was imagining to himself. He watched as her lips clamped against the straw while she used her hand to hold it in place, and her cheeks slightly came into her face as she sucked the liquor.

"Well," she cleared her throat, snapping him out of his trance. He hadn't even noticed that she'd finished the drink he was too busy thinking about bending her over one of the bar stools and fucking her senseless.

"Would you like another?" He asked, looking her up and down.

"Oh, no thank you," she laughed. "I'm a lightweight, that'll probably hold me for the next two weeks. I've got to get going, thank you for the drink handsome."

"Damn, and here I was thinking I could keep you here with me all night."

The two laughed for a few seconds before she placed a hand on his arm, lightly squeezing it as she reached up and placed a quick kiss on his cheek and whispered in his ear, "If you can find me in about an hour, maybe you can."