Thread: Femme fatale[RocLobster & Somikat]

Please, please. Come on up and make yourself at home! I'd like to take a shower and make a change of clothes, so I'd rather not leave you waiting in the lobby. he replied with a smile. Tugging on the ladies hand gently Richard drew her across the room slowly, approaching the elevator which coincidentally had just arrived at the ground floor. A short Asian man disembarked from the pine furnished cart and hurriedly spoke in what one would assume was Mandarin, or some other tongue of the orient, into his cell phone. Richard was no expert linguist, at least with eastern languages. He'd mastered French and some German, but his dealings and social experiences had to date lead him clear of Asia. Once the elevator was clear, Richard turned to Francesca with another disarming smile and ushered her inside, jabbing a button on the side labelled as the '50th' floor. I'm glad I caught you, I had a late day at the office... The boss wanted me to stay behind for a conference call, then to close an old account... And then open a new one. Before I knew it, three hours had passed and I was waiting on a cab! he let out a small ripple of laughter, some nerves showing at the end as it breaks but he still seemed quite relaxed and dignified. Mingling with strangers was a large part of Richards job, so he'd became quite adept at maintaining his poker face. Truth be told, he was very nervous about meeting Francesca. She was more beautiful in person than any of her promotional pictures could do justice for. And even before meeting her, Richard was wrestling with the uncomfortable sensation of butterflies fluttering about in his stomach. His work had kept him from dating for so long. Even though he knew he was paying Francesca for her time, he felt the need to treat it as a date. He wanted the comfort of company as much as he did a body to cuddle for an evening. As the carriage came to a halt with an audible ding, Richard escorted his companion out into the marble floored corridor. It's surface beaming with a mirror like sheen that allows the pair to view their own reflections as the walk down the hall. I'm really sorry about this by the way, making you have to wait... This was totally unforeseen on my part. I should have arranged to use one of my vacation days really. He felt as though he couldn't apologise enough to her, fishing inside his left pocket to retrieve a small white card with a black band stretching horizontally across its surface. The card reader on his door let out a light jingle, accompanied by a green flashing light to confirm the right key had been used. Inside the brightly lit apartment, if you could call such an expansive place an apartment, was a lavishly decorated sight. Comfortable, plush looking leather seats were positioned next to a wall of windows, all looking out into the night sky. A landscape of towering skyscrapers, apartment complexes and numerous other buildings stood out amongst the blackness like concrete Christmas trees. Illuminated windows acting as golden lights wrapped around each structure. The moon filling the place of a star atop one of the commercial tower buildings as it passed a radio tower. Back inside the penthouse Richard made his way over to the open plot kitchen area, a glass and mahogany table only a few feet away from the cream coloured island counter, enough seats circling it to accommodate a whole family gathering. Please, feel free to make yourself comfortable while you wait Francesca. I'll try to be as quick as I can. Help yourself to drinks from the fridge, you can watch some TV if you like or sleuth around the place. And don't worry about Angela if you bump into her. She should be leaving soon. Richard bowed his head lightly to the voluptuous figure that brightened his home with her beauty, his smile being pierced momentarily as he bit down on his lower lip. He was quickly made aware of his own involuntary action and turned away from his guest, making his way out of the room and into his bedroom to get ready. Francesca was a enticing looking girl, he couldn't believe his luck in securing a booking for this evening. He'd pinned for some company for such a long time now, a very particular kind of company if he was being honest to himself. But he never considered himself to be a perverse man, despite his cravings. He still had every intention of treating the girl right in his eyes, as a princess.