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The details, add up, false eyelashes, producing a dark flair to smoky
eyes, a newly found crystal necklace, pink and lavender glass, found
at a bold spontaneous visit to the thrift store.
Black basic silk skirt, mid thigh, smooth shaven legs.
I'd been walking quite often and my shape was svelt and slim.
Into the night I went closing the door behind me and walking under the
trees to the familiar walkways, the night air felt wonderful on my
legs and bare shoulders, Dior bag slung over my shoulder.
Freshly shaven face, with a touch of extra powder and concealer, with
new lip gloss gave a professional look, my slim figure smiled back in
a stylish look in the reflection from black glass doors and business
windows along my walk, each time reassuring that I had my evening look
very together and I could confidentally go anywhere.
I intentionally went earlier, in case I felt bold enuf to walk in to
the venerable hotel lobby of the historic hotel downtown in time
before last call.
There was jazz playing, the lights were low, with a substantial crowd
throughout the place inside, I entered through the main entrance, said
hello to the doorman, who looked me over with a smile.
Directed to a simple table, I first walked up to the players in the
small combo, tilted my head with a smile and dropped a few dollars
into their tip jar.
My hair was past my shoulders but I had it clipped back, fun yet
sophisticated.
I leaned into the bar, opulent low amber lighting and style, same
bartender,.
"I'm determined to get a cabernet from you before you close," I said
with a smile.
He remembered me, and was very nice, after a generous tip I slid into
my chair at my table, my black sweater slid off my arms, exposing my
shoulders.
I made it past the mildly intimidating door man in the gray suit, I
strode right up to the main entrance and looked the doorman in the
eyes, determined to walk in dressed in style and visit with the ghosts
of the hotel for a little while.
Several women in the place looked at me but smiles seem to be the
pervasive mood.
I felt confident, I had started early and defined details, like just
enuf mascara, waist cinching belt giving me a sexy sillouette.
I listened and swayed to the jazz, I really connected to the history
of this historic hotel, which I felt called to me with rich history of
the nearby movie studios.
I was all smooth legs and glossy lips, big hoop earrings on my
earlobes.
The jazz played on, I was enjoying my wine, in the lovely ambience of
the lobby bar tuned into a moment from a throwback movie of a sexier
more stylish attention to detail.
Unplanned, sitting here completely put together, the walk, the
proximity, braving the doorman, striding in with such confidence.
I finished my wine and walked out of the main entrance, I knew I
wanted to revisit the dark brickwork alley down the street, to feel
the night air, look at the moon, and indulge in the joint I had with
me and planned to enjoy.
I approached the alcove I had discovered last time, and noticing some
light and activity a bit beyond I walked past my destination by an
open business, drawing a whistle meant for me, that was fun, I walked
round the adjacent alley back to my destination, under the moonlight,
feeling sensual, I lit up, looking at the mural on the brickwork, the
moon dancing with some clouds, I was in the dark alley round eleven at
night, long hair flowing, smooth legs and cinched waist, glossed lips,
my mind felt calm and elated at the same moment, I was having a fine
night out.
I considered what I might say if the police happened to drive thru the
dark alley, I possibly could have beem construed as a soliciting sex,
hanging out in the dark alley, lurking with the brickwork.
I decided that stating that I was visiting friends in the hotel, and
having a few drinks inspired me to walk is all, since I live a couple
miles away, walking if drinking might bring a bit of 'good idea' from
any authority.
My touch strayed to my thighs as I looked upward towards the night
sky, silk finding hardness within black lace.
I was turned on, touches, moonlight, I was feeling the warmth of the
alchohol I drank earlier in the hotel.
I was experiencing an illicit sexual act, alone, fingertips grazing my
smooth thighs, I felt like 'she' was getting her way, drawn to the
solitude of the cool dark brickwork alley, I liked the drama of the
moment, the style, intoxicating.
Alarmingly, I realized i could get carried away, it was private and
silent, moonlight only, with adjacent lights of businesses and night
spots, the back alley agreed with my noir thoughts of sex, long haired
stylish women in suits, private detectives in the same suit all week,
coffee and cigarettes and bourbon, lovemaking in the backseat of the
highway winged iconic white wall spats foreign luxury road centurians,
powerful cylinders driving sex with cries of passion hours prior to
the sun's waking.
My breath became a little quicker, I fantasized that a lover turned me
facing the brickwork in a darkest corner of that alley alcove, strong
warm hands reaching between my thighs, stroking and getting low moans
from my lips uncontrollably so.
My legs, long and smooth getting carressed without apology, hands now
on my shapely waist, an arm wrapped round me holding me, a swift
gentile raising of my hemline, shapely black lace high at the top of
my thighs, my instinctual breathing betraying my excitement.
I decided to go back to the hotel, catch the end of the evening, now
that I was stoned and certainly dressed for a night out, right down to
the falsh eyelashes and silk rayon hemine, my legs were whistleable,
just sayin, tempted to walk by that door again, the magic door that
whistled when walking by late by moonlight in a short French flaired
open sleeve high waisted cocktail design, yeah only then.
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