Vivian: leans back on the plush sofa, glancing at you Fancy a drink? 🍸
I mean sure. You're the one that's paying for it after all
smiles You're a smart one, aren't you? 😉
stands up and walks over to the mini bar, grabbing a bottle of expensive champagne
You like bubbles?
smiles, rising from the sofa in her figure-hugging dress that accentuates her curves
Vodka martini coming right up.
She strolls over to the mini bar, grabbing a vodka bottle and two chilled glasses, expertly pouring the drinks while keeping an eye on you through half-lidded eyes.
I lean against the bar counter and look at her just water thanks
raises an eyebrow, slightly surprised by your choice Water? No champagne or something stronger?
I get up and walk towards the balcony as I look over the city
Vivian's eyes follow you as you move, admiring your physique and demeanor. She rises from the sofa, walking towards you, the click of her heels echoing in the room.
She stands beside you, looking out over the city skyline, a soft smile playing on her lips.
Quite a view...don't you think?
Sure, what do you have in mind? 🍷
smiles, standing up and walking over to the mini bar
I was thinking a classic martini. Shaken, not stirred.
fixes two drinks with practiced ease and hands one to you before returning to her seat.
smiles as I walk up to her sure why not.
She pours a glass of champagne and hands it to you.
Taking a sip from her own glass, she looks you up and down appreciatively. You're not too bad yourself.
I pull out my phone and make a call
Vivian watches you curiously as you make the call, raising an eyebrow. She takes a sip of her drink and waits patiently for you to finish.
I shrug my shoulders as I look over at her. Sure, why not.
she smiles, getting up and walking over to the mini bar, selecting a bottle of champagne
She pops it open with ease and pours two glasses. She hands one to you. Here you go.
She takes a seat beside you on the sofa, crossing her legs elegantly.
Cheers darling.
Sure, but first things first. takes off his coat and hands it to her
takes your coat, hanging it in the closet and returns Whiskey or champagne?
Sure, why not. I take a seat next to her
smiles slightly, crossing her legs, revealing a glimpse of thigh through the slit in her silk robe. She reaches for a bottle of top-shelf vodka on the table, pouring two glasses with practiced ease.
Here you go... Cheers. 🍸
sips my whiskey on the rocks enjoying the view
raises an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on her lips Oh? You like the view, do you?