Old Friends and New Encounters: A Night of Seduction at the Silver Fox Steak House
Morgan had not been out in a long time with her old friends, this was the first time. Tonight it was her friend's annual get together. They had decided to go to the Silver Fox steak house, there was a nice romantic bar there, and she could not miss it for anything. They had been planning this for a looong time. Morgan was looking to service her neglected sexual needs this evening.
Morgan had dressed for the night, short blue dress with a plunging neck line, dark pantyhose only, no panties and heels to draw attention to her long shapely legs. Morgan was sitting in the bar waiting for friends to arrive. She notice me sitting in a corner booth at the back of the bar. She was curious and intriged, I was dressed in a dark suit, my salt and peper hair neatly trimmed, rugged facial features, muscular build, and she gussed my age to be about 54.
She asked the bartender to send me a drink, she also asked him he knew I was. The bartender told her I was part owner of the restaurant, a wealthy lawyer and business mogul, and a player. She turned looking at me and smiled as the drink was delivered. I nodded and smiled. The evening had gone brilliantly, Morgan and her friends had drunk quite a lot of wine and cocktails and heads were defintely spinning. Most of the women had dressed similarly to Morgan. The short skirts and sexy blouses had the men at the Silver Fox buying drinks and getting closer then they should.
At THE END
Morgan had dressed for the night, short blue dress with a plunging neck line, dark pantyhose only, no panties and heels to draw attention to her long shapely legs. Morgan was sitting in the bar waiting for friends to arrive. She notice me sitting in a corner booth at the back of the bar. She was curious and intriged, I was dressed in a dark suit, my salt and peper hair neatly trimmed, rugged facial features, muscular build, and she gussed my age to be about 54.
She asked the bartender to send me a drink, she also asked him he knew I was. The bartender told her I was part owner of the restaurant, a wealthy lawyer and business mogul, and a player. She turned looking at me and smiled as the drink was delivered. I nodded and smiled. The evening had gone brilliantly, Morgan and her friends had drunk quite a lot of wine and cocktails and heads were defintely spinning. Most of the women had dressed similarly to Morgan. The short skirts and sexy blouses had the men at the Silver Fox buying drinks and getting closer then they should.
At THE END
