From the always wonderful salaciousmusings:
She knew exactly what she was doing when she dressed in “those” heels and “that” dress even before she put them on.
She knew that all eyes would be on her body as she strode into the room tonight.
She knew what everyone would be thinking when they allowed their eyes to roam her body and and undress her silently in their minds.
She planned on making every man in the room adjust the growing bulge in their business slacks and imagine of fucking her.
She planned on making every woman reach for her date and imagine they were her.
Tonight was different, and she knew it.
Tonight, she sat down at the bar and made eye-contact with the pretty barmaid who flirted casually with her.
Tonight she only wanted to catch the eye of one lucky person.
Tonight she was their’s alone.
And she bit her lip
And held her breath
And waited for them to walk to her.