<strong>Deidre Verosky</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i674.photobucket.com/albums/vv110/jelly_beanjlw/Deidre.jpg)</div><br/>"Andria, isn't it?"<br/><br/>She knew it was, the questions was just a method of opening a conversation. Knowing how Nicole would have set things up, Deidre made her way to the flutes and champagne. He took a sip, slow, and savored the bubbly wine for a moment.<br/><br/>It was a pleasant surprise to find Andria one the other side of the door. She understood the need for discretion or at least could fathom Andria's reasoning. Tonight, however, wasn't so much about reasons. Tonight was about two women enjoying each others company. Whatever the reason for it being Deidre she chose to be with ... didn't matter. And that had nothing to do with money at all.<br/><br/>This aspect if Deidre's sex life her ex-husband was all to happy to oblige her. It hadn't been until he'd realized other men would be involved that their lifestyle had become a problem with him. Two women was fine, but sharing his wife with a man was not. Deidre so now gender, sex was sex no matter who it was she was having sex with the outcome was always the same. She'd loved her husband, but in truth she'd loved her overtly sexual lifestyle even more.<br/><br/>"You are a beautiful woman."<br/><br/>It was a low, flattering statement. Though, it was completely honest ... Andria was beautiful. After taking a slow sip of the bubbly wine, Deidre gave a slow smile.<br/><br/>"In my line of work I'm not often pleasantly surprised ... tonight, I am."<br/><br/>Andria possessed the soft, rounded curves that were all female. The sort of curves that Deidre wanted to have her hands all over. Even now, as she assessed the other woman, she wanted to have her hands on those curves. She gripped the champagne just a bit tighter as she imagined the way Andria's hips would feel through the fabric as Deidre ran her hands up and down them.  Even more, she wondered how their lips would glide against each other before melding into the first of what she hoped were many sensual kisses between the two tonight.<br/><br/>Deidre gestured to the couch with a nod of her hand.<br/><br/>"Shall we sit for a moment? I'm afraid if I stand here just staring at you, I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself and start acting like a horny teenage boy."