<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/lFtKtad.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Time</strong>:  7 pm'ish<br/><strong>When</strong>: Party Night<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>:  Jamal | Open<br/><strong>Mood<strong>:  24K Magic (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UqyT8IEBkvY)<br/></strong></strong><hr/>This Mr Jamal was now assuming that she was no longer alone because he had found her. This was just too much fun to resist. Charlotte loved parties like this. His strong hand gently gripped her wrist, it was one of those grips that tells you that he's in control, gentle but made of steel. He edged her out from the bar and she half did a little spin for him, as much to show off her body as the dress. A little yelp escaped her lips as she smiled at him, being both set out on display for him and then gently pulled back in very close again. There was no mistaking that move, she found herself well within a very intimate proximity to the man. Their bodies were touching, hers gently arcing in next to him. This was a space she strictly reserved for her husband and a few close girlfriends. It had been many years since another man was this close to her. Charlie found herself not pulling away from him either as her heart raced. The way he licked his lips made her want to kiss him and she found her lips parting slightly as her breath hitched. He ordered drinks for them and still she had yet to voice any sort of objection. His fingers played with hers and she reciprocated the gesture enjoying his touch. When his touches got to close to her wedding band she casually moved her hand away and laughed, leaning back into him. Her free hand reached up and gently patted his chest tugging slightly on the collar and hem of his open shirt. The chest that was on display underneath was a thick wall of dark muscle that she wanted to touch. Mesmerized a moment she didn't quite catch his question but then it sunk in.<br/><br/><em>"You a model or something, Charlie? I'm sure I've seen you before...I'm picky about my reading material but I gotta say, you do look familiar," he whispered.</em><br/><br/><strong>"Oh, yes I am.. well sort of."</strong>Charlie flashed him a smile and realized her hand was still resting on his chest, the urge to remove it at war with the desire to run her finger tips over his chest. Her eyes glanced from her hand back up to his penetrating gaze.<strong>"Sorry, no not really. I mean that I have a little bit when I was in college and some in the last few years so it's possible you've seen me before. But I'm in the real estate business as well. Mostly student and vacation rentals."</strong>Her hand slid down his chest and came to rest back on the bar. She was very carefully hiding her other hand behind her back where the wedding ring and engagement combo was hidden from sight.<em>This was clearly going to far, she had to tell him</em>. Of course it would be more amusing to wait for Chris to get back. She decided to wait and wondered if her husband would be jealous and made a silent promise to herself to make it up to him tonight when they got home. If she hadn't been in the mood before for a night of passion she was now.<br/><br/>Charlie said,<strong>"What about you? Are you a model? I bet they hired you just to pretty up the party, right?" </strong><br/><br/>