Posted on 2014-10-01 17:31:44
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"After a long and tiring day, you check the time and realize you've stayed at your desk almost until midnight. Sighing in a mixture of disbelief and relief, you file your completed work away and make your way to the elevator, ready to begin your well deserved three day weekend. Pressing your thumb to the down button, you call the elevator with a fatigued look down at your feet. However, after you call the elevator and hear the door's slide open to the arrival chime, you're taken aback to find another person is waiting for you inside.

A woman clad from head to toe in lustful crimson, leaning with one elbow on the elevator wall and the other resting on her hip. Your eyes wander up from her leather boots and follow the accented curves of her athletic legs encased in the skintight body suit she's wearing. The silk sash around her hips distracts you from the black belt upon which her lower hand rests, and as your gaze raises she chuckles in amusement when your eyes linger a little too long on her bust, though you tell yourself it was to take note of the red rose over left breast. The suit's zipper is pulled down slightly and her auburn locks frame the pale skin of her neck and face. Upon finally reaching her face, you see her hazel eyes shine with anticipation from behind her eyemask & bandanna combination, her smile knowing and confident. She is happy to have found you.

"Hello, sweetie, going down?" The scarlet beauty asks slyly, but continues on without giving you any real chance to answer. "Wonderful, me too! Come on in, I won't bite... unless you want me too." Her grin is predatory now as she taps her gloved fingers on the solitary object attached to the belt you missed when eyeing her up. You begin to try and say you'll wait for the next one, but she cuts you off instantly, her smile never wavering.

"Now, now, no need to be shy..." She chides gently, but her expression then shifts into one of clearly fake contemplation. "Hmm, you seem nervous," she concludes, dislodging the object under her hand from her belt, "How about I help you relax, my dear?" The red temptress now asks, confidence dripping from her every word. Lifting her hand to your eye level, she opens her fingers to reveal a golden pocket watch, allowing it to fall and swing lightly on the small chain wrapped around her fingers.

You look at her in utter confusion. You think she can't possibly be about to attempt something so terribly cliché, but she only smiles wider. You almost begin to smile back, thinking you might have finally caught onto the punchline to an elaborate joke, but then you hear her say, "Now, just let your eyes follow the watch..." "

Posted on 2024-04-17 09:36:05
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I miss this character so much!