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Continued from Everybody’s Got A Story
*Mature 18+ content*
I purposely arrived at Mariah and Robert’s engagement party fashionably late so that I could make a grand entrance.
My dress was form-fitting in all the right places. It complimented all the assets I’d paid good money for and wanted to show off. My outfit even had a sexy little hood that made me look mysterious and I adored that it made me stand from the other guests.
By the time the night was over, I’d have any man I wanted puddled at my heels, begging to have my attention. If that man was lucky, he’d find himself going home tonight with me, the ultimate maneater.
Why the fuck not?
Robert would be “engaged” in more ways than one so my options were wide open tonight.
I succeeded at making all heads turn because as I slowly sashayed my way to the bar, all eyes were on me. The men tracked me while their ladies tracked them. The jealousy was palpable.
I pretended not to notice as I ordered a glass of champagne and scanned the room for Mariah, the bride-to-be. It didn’t take me long to find her. There she was, standing at the far end of the garden, her arm laced lovingly through Robert’s as she always did. Mariah was lapping up being the center of attention.
As I walked across the garden area, the throngs of guests parted for me like Moses and the Red sea.
“Mariah, Robert! Beautiful party, beautiful location.”
I greeted Mariah with a two sided air kiss and did the same with Robert. He bristled at my proximity.
Was it with guilt or pleasure?
“Thanks to you it is! I truly appreciate you giving me your contact for this place. You’re just too good to me.”
Yes I am.
Mariah peered over my shoulder and waved at someone.
“Charlotte, would you excuse me? I need to say hello to someone.”
Without even letting me respond, Mariah was gone and left Robert and me alone.
“Charlotte, you look good enough to eat. I want you sooo bad right now,” Robert growled under his breath.
“What are you going to do about it?” I whispered in a teasing voice.
If Robert actually considered disappearing from his own engagement party to fuck me, Mariah was worse off than I already thought.
Robert looked around and then at his watch.
“I can think of a few ways. There’s a mezzanine at the far back of this building. Meet me there as soon as you can.”
I smiled as I drifted away from him and back to the bar. Yes, I’d ruined him.
How devastated would Mariah be if she stumbled across Robert buried deep inside me in the middle of her own engagement party?
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Maybe it was time to find out.
Continuation – “Que Mas Da“.
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