What Happens in Vegas - [Deamonbane, KieraJade, Amaris]
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				Title: <strong>What Happens in Vegas - [Deamonbane, KieraJade, Amaris]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amaris</strong> on <strong>06-10-2019, 16:28:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a2/9d/63/a29d6397370818452f2e6a6da5b524c3.jpg)</div>The lights were low in the hotel bar, the sounds of voices muttering all around her as she sat with her Jack Daniels in hand, eyes roaming the room. Tess's whole entire body buzzed with excitement and a bit of nervousness, tapping her fingers on the glass. Well, there was a bit more than excitement, truth be told, there was a burn beneath her waistline as she bit her lip. She had been looking forward to this all year, last year had been such a blast and if their texts full of ideas, dirty pictures, and stories of what they would do to each other were any indicator - this year would be no different.<br><br>Work conferences could be boring, they could be awkward, and full of regrets but with him? It had been none of those things. She had seen him from across the room in one of the talks today and even just the grin and wink from across the room had her thinking of things that were not suitable for the setting, but she liked it that way. It made her feel dirty and sexy.<br><br>A grin had made it's way to her face while she thought about it, her eyes still wandering the room but not really settling on anything. They were going to spice it up this year, she had brought toys and erotic things that she wasn't even sure he was into, but one could hope right? A whole suitcase full, even sent him some pictures of some before she left which had been met with as much enthusiasm as she felt in this moment. Now if only he would hurry up and- <br><br>A buzz from her phone, made her head jerk down and a sigh escape her lips. Not angry of course, things happened, but more more wondering if she could bear this wait for much longer.<br><br>Another drink.<br><br>That's definitely what she needed. Alcohol always helped in these situations, loosened you up a bit, lowered those dreadful inhibitions. <br><br>Tess didn't dress up very often at least not in the way most women did. It wasn't a flowery dress or something that would turn all the eyes her way, but she was in her tightest jeans. The ones that made her ass look huge and showed her curves in all their glory, a top that dipped down just low enough to show enough to tease and a jacket. All of it fit her aesthetic very well, her wavy hair brushing against her shoulders as she headed toward the bar. It looked 'messy' but it was an intentional messy with every hair perfectly out of place in just the right place. <br><br>The bar wasn't a long walk, the lighting a bit brighter around that particular area and as she walked toward it there was someone new there that wasn't there when she had got her first drink. Tess's dark eyes running over her up and down and then up again before her smile grew. The light radiated from her red hair as Tess approached, her skin a beautiful alibaster and it was almost as if the woman had been illuminated just for her, like in the movies.<br><br>Maybe luck was on her side in Vegas.<br><br>Tess made sure to stand close, but not close enough to the woman to make her uncomfortable as she lifted her glass to the bartender. "Another, please." Tess's red lipstick was prominent in the light and those lips were turned into what she hoped was a sultry smile as she turned to the lady. "What are you having, gorgeous? Can I get you another?" Tess made a point to make sure it was okay to buy the woman another. She had been on the receiving end of people just buying things for her and then expecting something afterward and it wasn't fun.<br><br>"My friend is running late. Do you mind if I sit here and keep you company?" God this woman was beautiful and she was hoping beyond hope she said yes, could she see the desire in Tess's eyes? Maybe it was just being here and what she knew was going to happen later, but it was making her more bold and brazen. She knew what she wanted right now and she was at least going to make an attempt at it.<br><br>If she got shot down, well then she did. But if she didn't...<br><br>What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: What Happens in Vegas - [Deamonbane, KieraJade, Amaris]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>07-10-2019, 15:46:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/312245865/original.gif)</div>For the second time that evening, Jean “Jeanie” Grace Waller, business executive with a prominent development company who had degrees, experience, talent, knowledge, red hair, and curves that didn’t know how to quit – had been stood up at the bar. <br><br>Her phone notifications were blank again, when she flipped it face up to check for the millionth time. The man who had promised first meet her at the hotel they were booked at hadn’t showed. When she called him out on that, he’d made up an excuse that she’d bought – hook, line, and sinker – and she’d moved to the hotel he’d promised the event was at. He was right, the event was there, and she’d even gotten a room. But the man? Was not. Absent, once again. <br><br>Jeanie picked up the half-empty glass from the shiny bar and swirled the liquid around a little bit. <br><br>“<em>Fuck</em> that motherfucker….” <br><br>She laid the phone back down after cursing and with her free hand, ran it through her bright curls, pushing them back from her face. The hotel bar wasn’t packed, but it wasn’t empty either, and she glanced behind her before turning back to the drink in her hand. One more slow sip and the liquor in her glass was mostly gone. Besides, this was Vegas, right? There was no reason to be pouty or pissy. There was plenty to do, beyond work. So much could – <br><br><em>“Another please.”</em> <br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/7117/7414002126_18f220273e_b.jpg)</div>The voice near her arm drew Jeanie’s attention and her dark grey eyes shifted in that direction. Standing at the bar was a voluptuous creature, with curves for days, and lipstick that instantly drew the gaze. Those plump lips spoke again and this time it was directed straight at Jeanie, making a grin appear unknowingly on her face. Who wouldn’t want to stay in the company of this gorgeous creature? <br><br>“Only if you’ll let me return the favor later,” she found herself saying and shifting around on the high-backed barstool to give the dark-haired woman her full attention. The mostly-empty glass was set down on the countertop and pushed towards the bartender. “I was drinking a little Bourbon, but I’ll have whatever you’re having.” She replied as her gaze did a quick shift up and down on the woman’s form. “And I’d love it if you joined me. Truth be told, I got stood up. <strong><em>TWICE.</em></strong>” <br><br>With her now free hands, Jeanie was pulling out the barstool next to her. The alcohol was certainly making her more friendly, but it wasn’t anything she wouldn’t have done sober, either. Talking to people, making friends, it was one of the things the red-head did best. “Can you believe it? I fell for the old ‘I forgot the place’ line. No more though. This is Vegas, right?? And we’re too pretty to be sitting by ourselves.” She sat back with a flirty grin and offered the woman her hand. “I’m Jeanie, by the way. Jeanie Waller.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: What Happens in Vegas - [Deamonbane, KieraJade, Amaris]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>09-10-2019, 19:52:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/aa/b9/ff/aab9ff5e78b37456accee8f04110725f.jpg)</div>This really wasn't how he thought that the trip to Vegas was going to go.<br><br>Sure, when they sent him in, it was technically for work. Conventions on the sales of electronic equipment to be used in offices tended to be the epitome of much ado about nothing, but he had always managed to find some way to make it interesting. Usually it was hanging out with the rest of the salespeople, but this time, he felt like his focus needed to be a bit narrower, especially since he had made plans to meet up with Tess after the convention that they'd had the previous year.<br><br>Yes, he was here to work, but when people scheduled their conference to be in Vegas, they were expecting there to be some 'office workers gone wild'. Or if they didn't, he was giving them too much credit.<br><br>Even so, with all kinds of plans set up for the night, all of which would start with meeting her at a bar, Miles still found himself bound up, metaphorically speaking, with work.<br><br>It had all been going to plan in Conference Room C, right up until the moment that the speaker had made the mistake that pretty much every rookie speaker made: He opened the floor up for questions from the audience.<br><br>Sure, when you were dealing with a room of fifteen or so people, that might be a good idea, but upwards of fifty, and you were going to have problems of the 'this shit won't end, variety'.<br><br>He'd left Tess a message saying that he was going to be a little while, and all things considered, he would have to head back to his room, change and clean up a bit.<br><br>That or he could just meet her at the bar and invite her up to his bedroom for the changing and cleaning up a bit. Once again, that was only begging for it to go on for hour longer than it was intended to, but when it was just the two of them involved, he couldn't help but feel that it was worth it.<br><br>Miles drew his fingers through his hair and leaned back in his seat, finally, standing up when the speaker, who looked exhausted and like he'd learned his lesson, finally called the presentation to a close. A bunch of people stood up immediately, having other plans that they needed to get to, but others seemed like they had actually been engaged by the presentation and wanted to talk about it over the lukewarm coffee and stale pretzels that had been provided.<br><br>Miles was in the former category, and quickly moved through the crowd like he was on a mission.<br><br>"Hey, Miles!" one of the other salesmen called, grabbing him by the shoulder. "What did you think of the..."<br><br>"Oh, it was... just great, fantastic, I learned so much, will be upping my sales figures next year just from what I learned here," Miles replied, not bothering to hide the sarcasm in his voice.<br><br>"Right?" the other man asked. "Hey, me and the guys were going to hit the tables later. You in?"<br><br>"Sorry..." Mike? James? Steve? "Sorry man, I've got plans. But tomorrow. And try not to hit on sixteen like a bitch again."<br><br>"You're never going to let that go, are you?" the man asked.<br><br>Miles shrugged his shoulders. "Not while we're still here. Seriously, got to go. Have a good one!"<br><br>He turned around and reached the door almost before anyone else did. He needed to get out before anyone else decided that Miles was worth talking to. If any of his bosses caught sight of him, he would be dragged to dinner with them too, and that was just not going to happen tonight. <br><br>He had other plans. Miles pulled his phone out of his pocket and typed a message out quickly to Tess' number. <br><br>"On my way."
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				Title: <strong>Re: What Happens in Vegas - [Deamonbane, KieraJade, Amaris]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amaris</strong> on <strong>12-10-2019, 17:18:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a2/9d/63/a29d6397370818452f2e6a6da5b524c3.jpg)</div>As the beautiful creature turned toward her, giving her the full view, Tess couldn't help but suck in her breath. Her dark eyes traced every line and curve of the woman's body, chewing on her bottom lip slightly before her gaze moved back to her eyes.<br><br>"Deal." She smiled at the woman's counteroffer of returning the favor. That meant that they were at least going to get enough time together for two drinks. "Another Jack for the lovely woman here, please, put it on my tab." She took both drinks handing one to her new companion as she turned toward the woman, moving closer so their legs almost touched.<br><br>"Here you go, love. Jack is a man that will never let you down." She said, letting her hand drift across Jeanie's leg when she pulled back, leaning in close to listen to more of her story, taking the hand when it was offered, running a thumb along the top of it and not letting go any to soon. The woman had skin like silk and Tess couldn't help but wonder what the rest of her felt like. "Tess." She said simply, her eyes looking directly into those of Jeanie's. "You are correct. You are far too beautiful to spend the evening alone. Vegas is a place to let all those naughty little thoughts run free." <br><br>Finally, she let go of the woman's hand and lifted her glass to her lips and take a drink. "To be honest, Jeanie, the man I was meant to meet is just running la-" A text came through on her phone just as she was explaining, making her pull it out of her bra and look at it midsentence. "Sorry," she continued, "he is just running late, and is apparently on his way now, but I hope you don't mind that I still want to stay here with you. You are simply... intoxicating." She cleared her throat, running a hand through her hair as she let out a deep breath.<br><br>"Mr. 'I Forgot the Place' really was an idiot. I hope you know that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: What Happens in Vegas - [Deamonbane, KieraJade, Amaris]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>16-10-2019, 16:35:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/7117/7414002126_18f220273e_b.jpg)</div>Tess. What a perfectly sweet and sassy name to go along with the woman who gave it to her. <br><br>Vegas certainly was full of surprises. <br><br>Tess wasn’t a woman to shy away. She met Jeanie’s gaze full-on and it sent a little tingle of premonition down Jeanie’s spine. Was that desire in those eyes? Maybe it was just the booze they were both sipping on. Or the lingering touches that had her drawing ever closer to the brunette at the bar beside her. Flirting with women wasn’t anything new to Jeanie, but it was typically never this immediately intoxicating. What was it about this woman that Jeanie just immediately couldn’t get enough of. <br><br>As she pulled the cell phone from her ample cleavage, Jeanie’s eyebrows shot up and she hid her smile behind the glass as she raised it to her lips for another sip. Tess apologized and Jeanie waved it off with a soft swipe of her hand. <br><br>“Darling, you can stay with me as long as you like.” She said with a grin, holding up her glass to propose a toast with the dark-haired beauty. “And idiot or not, it led me here, and here I am with you. So I’d say it’s a win for me.” <br><br>The smile didn’t end as they clinked glasses. Jeanie took another draw from the amber liquid and set it down. “So, Tess, what do you do? Besides hide things in your bra.” Peeking over playfully, Jeanie grinned. “Got anything else interesting in there? I might have to steal the idea of that being a hiding spot from you…”<br><br>
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