Staci was running around the downtown sidewalk, trying to take care of the wedding preparations as she scanned her smartphone. "I have to run to the caterer, stop by the dress designer for alterations, run to the chur..."
"Watch where you're going!" she heard as she ran right into the woman.
"I'm so sorry....I didn't mean to bump into you like that.
"It's alright," the tall woman said as she looked down at Staci in in her tank top and shorts. "Don't I know you?
"I don't think so?" Staci politely replied.
"Yes.....you're Riggs' fiancé, Staci. I remember you from all the pictures he's shared with me on his phone at work. I'm Sarah, his boss," she said holding out her hand.
Staci stood a little confused, but reached out to be cordial. "Miss Black?"
"That's me," she humorously said as she clasped Staci's hand.
Staci immediately felt intimidated by her. "He's told me a lot about you but he never told me he had such a beautiful boss." Miss Black let go to throw a little wave back at Staci.
"Thank you but that's too much. How have you been with him gone at the retreat the last few days?"
"Busy."
Miss Black jumped at the opportunity. "I have a great idea....why don't we meet up for dinner and drinks, on me...after all, it's the least I can do for loaning him out all week."
"I....I don't know..."
Staci's indecisiveness irritated Miss Black, but she concealed it well. "I won't take no for an answer. C'mon, how many more times do you have where you can flirt with hard-bodied men wearing that tight, little black dress I know you must have." Truth was, Miss Black already knew Staci had the black dress from all the pictures she scanned through her sub's phone. And she had Staci pegged as you're typical fun-girl who settles once she gets married.
Staci thought a minute...it did sound fun. And it would take her mind off of her fiancé being gone. "Alright, why not?"
"Great...why don't we meet at Senora Rose's at 7 then."
"Sounds good," Staci nodded in agreement, like she couldn't believe she was doing this.
"Adios until then," Miss Black playfully replied as she turned and walked away smiling. She was so surprised her plan worked to a "T." Staci had no idea what she was in for.
Staci and Miss Black fell out of the bar laughing. Both wore tight black dresses and leather jackets. Staci had on six-inch stiletto high heels while Miss Black had on knee high leather boots. Both looked slutted up to get as much attention from every man in the place.
"I can't believe I just did that." Staci laughed as Miss Black grabbed her arm to steady herself. "I haven't made out with a muscle head like that since my college days."
"Well, perhaps we should go out more often then," Miss Black mused before opening her jacket and pulling out a freshly rolled cigarette and lighter from her interior pocket. "Would you like one, love?"
Staci stood a little shocked at what to say. "No, I don't smoke."
"Nonsense. Rigg's told us all how you met, how you came up to bum a smoke off of him." Miss Black lit it, blowing the smoke out in Staci's direction.
Staci thought a second. "I only smoke when I'm drunk."
"Well that's what we're aiming for." She held out the rolled cig to Staci as an offer.
"Why not." Staci took a toke off of the cig as Miss Black held it in her fingers. It immediately wasn't like anything she had before. It filled her entire body with tingles, stimulating her body. "What was that?" as she looked up at Miss Black.
