Perplexia
Romance embellisher
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- Jul 25, 2007
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He, she, What?
He bombarded her making her mind go blank as she turned and walked to the elevator. No, he was simply trying to save her feelings from being embarrassed. She was never good at reacting in the moment. It was why she was so good at preplanning every detail, for every scenario. This she was not prepared for.
Now she had to go to dinner. It wasn’t like she could call in sick. If she sent him a note saying she didn’t feel up to dinner, he would just show up at her door. God he was so intense. Why did he have to just put it all out there, subtlety wouldn’t have freaked her out as bad as she was in the moment.
Opening her room door, Jennifer went straight to her bathroom. Untying her bikini top, and her bottoms she hung them up to dry before stepping into the shower. She sat on her shower floor as the hot water beat down on her. This could go very badly in the end. There would have to be an end wouldn't there? Where could this possibly go?
First, he had his kinky fuckery hobby didn’t he? Second, he was the father of her ex, Third, in order for her to continue her education on her own, she needed this job. ‘
Other than her immense attraction to him, could there be anything more? If she was going to have a first, why not let it be him. They could get it out of their systems, and just go on like never happened, right?
But what about how she actually felt about him? This wasn’t something she could plan for. There was a million different scenarios and all she could continue to do was go round and round and round in circles. Standing up she washed her hair and the chlorine off of her body.
She picked out a green cocktail dress that wrapped around her neck, leaving a circle in the front to show her cleavage, and an open back with a tight waist and a lign skirt. She placed on some heals and a wrap, switching out her purse for a clutch. Opening her door, she started to head to the elevator. He was exiting his room at the same time.
Another awkward elevator ride. She was abnormally quiet on the ride down, and even more so on their short walk to the restaurant.
He bombarded her making her mind go blank as she turned and walked to the elevator. No, he was simply trying to save her feelings from being embarrassed. She was never good at reacting in the moment. It was why she was so good at preplanning every detail, for every scenario. This she was not prepared for.
Now she had to go to dinner. It wasn’t like she could call in sick. If she sent him a note saying she didn’t feel up to dinner, he would just show up at her door. God he was so intense. Why did he have to just put it all out there, subtlety wouldn’t have freaked her out as bad as she was in the moment.
Opening her room door, Jennifer went straight to her bathroom. Untying her bikini top, and her bottoms she hung them up to dry before stepping into the shower. She sat on her shower floor as the hot water beat down on her. This could go very badly in the end. There would have to be an end wouldn't there? Where could this possibly go?
First, he had his kinky fuckery hobby didn’t he? Second, he was the father of her ex, Third, in order for her to continue her education on her own, she needed this job. ‘
Other than her immense attraction to him, could there be anything more? If she was going to have a first, why not let it be him. They could get it out of their systems, and just go on like never happened, right?
But what about how she actually felt about him? This wasn’t something she could plan for. There was a million different scenarios and all she could continue to do was go round and round and round in circles. Standing up she washed her hair and the chlorine off of her body.
She picked out a green cocktail dress that wrapped around her neck, leaving a circle in the front to show her cleavage, and an open back with a tight waist and a lign skirt. She placed on some heals and a wrap, switching out her purse for a clutch. Opening her door, she started to head to the elevator. He was exiting his room at the same time.
Another awkward elevator ride. She was abnormally quiet on the ride down, and even more so on their short walk to the restaurant.
