A seemingly average man

As the elevator heads up, I wonder who I'm going to meet tonight. My heart races as my mind tries to picture what he'll look like. When the elevator finally arrives, I take a deep breath and walk forward. My hand trembles slightly when I reach out for the doorknob. When I open the door, I see a man with short brown hair and stubble sitting on the couch. He's about my age, if not a bit older.

"Hey." I say whilst walking in.

"Amelia?"

"That's me." I shut the door behind me before walking towards him.

"Pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasure's all mine." Now in front of him, I see his slender body, covered in office attire, minus a tie and a few buttons undone. To most, he'd be unassuming, but to me, that makes him even more of an enigma.

"Well, I'm Ben." Doubt it's his real name, but then again, Amelia's not mine.

"Mhmm. So..." I begin to unbutton my trench coat. "Looking to unwind?"

"Yeah."

"Hard day at work?"

"Sure was."

I bite my lip. "So where you from?"

"New York."

"Wow. Long flight to California, huh?"

"Sure was."

With the last button undone, I say "Better give you a proper welcome then."

He smiled as I then open my coat up, revealing the red lingerie I'm wearing. His eyes go wide as his jaw drops. "Wow."

"That what you wanted?"

"Yeah."

I turn around to flaunt my perky ass. "May I take a seat?"

"Sure."

Sitting on his lap, I look over my shoulder to his amazed face. "You can touch me babe."

"Okay." His hands begin to rub my thighs.

"Now, tell me what you like."