Frankie begins to flirt her up

"What's a beautiful thing like you doing in a place like this?" Frankie asked Sydney as she sipped on her first mimosa, wondering how he got so lucky that a girl as hot as her had decided to stay in instead of go out for drinks.

"Aw, you're too kind babe. I'm a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader, actually. We're in town to shoot our calendar," she told him, already feeling strangely comfortable with her as two other guys walk into the hotel bar and sit at the other end of it, checking Sydney out as they do.

"You certainly have the looks for it. And the body," Frankie tells her, looking her up and down as Sydney giggles softly and flirts back with her eyes, batting them for him to let him know she wanted another mimosa.

"Here ya go, Syd. I can call you, Syd, right?" Frankie asks her, brushing her arm with his hand as he hands her the drink, the two guys at the end of the bar also eyeing Sydney like a piece of meat as Frankie keeps her attention, figuring if anyone was going to get inside her pussy tonight, it was going to be him.

"You can call me whatever you want cutie," Sydney replied back as she rubbed his arm in return, starting to feel a stirring between her legs from the way this hot guy she had just met was falling all over himself for her.

"How about one more Syd?" he asked her, leaning in close and debating going in for a kiss before thinking better of it and waiting for her response.