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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Diligently I set about showing Linda the products and we discussed the needs and requirements of the business of her organisation. It was all very business like and she was quite impressed.
I offered her another drink and she said ' are you trying to get me in the mood so you can get me to agree to a deal?'
I pondered my reply for a moment, as there was a business like one (such as, I wouldn't never do anything like that) or there were a couple of slightly more playful ones (referring to 'mood' and 'deal'). I decided enough business try playful. I said 'Linda, what sort of mood do you get in after a few glasses of wine?'
She smiled and replied ' I have to be careful as a glass or two of vino in the company of a handsome gentleman and I may start to forget what it was I came here for' then she chuckled. I smiled, my mind now definitely raced to thinking how good that waistcoat would look laying in the floor of my hotel bedroom.
Since she hadn't resisted I got her a large glass of Pinot and myself a large glass of Shiraz.
As I sat down and placed the glasses on the table she commented 'oh a large one. Another of these and I will not be able to drive home, I will be booking a room here too!'
'Drink up' I said jokingly (or not) ' I'm sure you could always sleep on my bedroom floor' I laughed as I said this and hoped the reaction I'd get was in keeping with the jovial spirit. Fortunately it was, 'but I haven't brought my pyjamas' Linda uttered.
'its 'ok' I said
' it's a warm night and I won't look ' I laughed and added 'well not much and maybe with just one eye '
She wagged her finger at me and called me a naughty boy, but it was clearly still in the right spirit.
We moved on to more personal conversation. She was divorced, lived alone, 44 and a Capricorn. She had moved to Brighton just a few weeks back having lived in Horsham.
Time went by with further conversation, more innuendo, further glasses of grape juice, more teasing and jocular comments mainly from me but Linda was contributing along the way too, so I knew she was still in the same 'page' as me.
I looked at my watch and realised it was 9.30. The restaurant had closed. I asked Linda if she wanted to eat?
She said that she should and she would need to leave her car and get a cab after. I suggested we order a takeaway, Chinese, take it to my room a bottle of wine and then I could fix her up with a taxi after.
She smiled, nodded and said she needed to powder her face.
As she went to the Ladies I spoke to Geoff the barman and he presented me with a takeaway menu a bottle of Pinot, a bottle of Shiraz, two glasses and a grin in his face that said 'go on my son!'
Fifteen minutes later Linda is sat in my room, the takeaway is ordered for delivery and we are chuckling, drinking and teasing each other as if were old friends. |
