Jennifer and you began sipping on wine. The restaurant had an amazing atmosphere with a live band. The wait staff were courteous and you were given a complimentary bottle of champagne by the manager. Perks for your new job.
“Fancy,” Jennifer says when you order her surf and turf. You decide to go for your favorite thing on the menu, but normally would be too expensive to even look at.
“It’s not every day a guy gets promoted,” you say.
Jennifer holds up her champagne flute. “To your promotion. Couldn’t happen to a sexier man,” she says.
“To the most beautiful woman in the room,” You say in response, clinking your glasses together.
You begin chatting over the dinner. Jennifer surprises you a bit, her mind is completely different then Jeff’s. She has an entirely fabricated life that you know never existed. You nod along and smile. As the night begins winding down she places a hand on your hand. “I just want to thank you,” she says.
“Thank me for what?” You ask.
“For earlier, most managers would only have a one night stand with someone like me,” she says her eyes penetrating you with sexual desire and love. “But you... you really do care.”
“You are a special woman, Jennifer,” you say, Putting your other hand on top of hers.
You look at her and see her chest heaving, her heart beat racing. Her cheeks flush with both **** and heat.
“Check please,” you say to the waiter.
“In a rush?” she asks.
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