<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/7AU0lEv.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Jake Mitchum</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13068641#msg13068641)<br/><strong>Time / Location:</strong>Evening - Weaver Way<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Slacks, dark dress shirt with sleeves rolled up<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Talking to Desiree<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Checking in and checking out<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Jake didn't hide his attention to her body as she peeled away the form fitting dress of an outfit she had upon her body.  It was a quiet appreciation, a look that didn't have him salivating like some teenage boy in heat trying to get a taste of anything in relief.<br/><br/>It was a look that drank in every inch of her body, that gently savored the appealing sexiness of her body.  Where the night was going, what would happen, Jake didn't know, nor did he care.  Just getting a chance to let his eyes take her in, be in her presence, was immensely satisfying.<br/><br/>Almost as satisfying as the fact she hadn't stripped all the way down.  That in itself, the leaving of her underwear on, made her more appealing than she already was in his eyes.  The contrast of the black fabric against her flesh, as it dipped between her legs, left little to the imagination, but just enough to only further spike one's interest.<br/><br/>How he yearned for that body of hers, to feel those sensual curves in his hands, to cup that beautiful ass while he played with those hard little nipples that just begged to be played with.<br/><br/>Jake could feel his member stirring, but did not bother to try and hide it under the waters.<br/><br/>“Well, I think it's safe to say, this isn't how I expected my evening to go tonight.” He admitted, reaching for his bottle to take a pull of the mixed drink.  “But I've got to admit, I'm pretty damn happy with the way things have turned out so far.”