Meeting the Boss

Nelson had occupied himself with a trip to the drink table he had generously referred to as a bar, while Morgan decided to take it upon herself to approach the older man he earlier pointed out was his boss. Adjusting her dress, Morgan made her way over to the older gentleman to introduce herself.

"Excuse me?" Morgan began, smiling as she stepped before her husband's boss.

"Oh? Oh! Why hello there, uh, miss?" He returned her smile though his interest seemed less than savory, his eyes hungrily drinking in her curves and ample bosom.

"Morgan, my name's Morgan. I'm Nelson Brady's wife." She offered her hand.

"What a lovely name? I'm Glen, my associates call me Mr. Frazier, you can call me Sir." His grin widened as he took her hand in his own, bending to press his lips her knuckles. "A pleasure."

"Surely, sir." She smiled back, biting her bottom lip.

"You know, Miss Brady, you kind of remind me of someone." His brow furrowed, wrinkling his forehead in thought as he regarded her a moment, searching her for something more.