I worked in a corporate environment for about five years before moving to the small business sector. I can only say one good thing about it and that's the benefits! And I don't mean medical or dental either. I'm talking about the fringe benefits... fringe meaning what you get on the side!
We held sales meetings every month at the corporate office and I got to know almost everyone within the first year. One of the groups in corporate sales saw my progress and began to recruit me out of my remote sales office into theirs. Among these attempts were invites to executive socials, drinks, and incredible parties.
On one such occasion, in late September on a Friday night, I was invited to an exclusive bar on the top floor of a downtown high-rise. I arrived at the elegant, dimly lit bar around 7:30 to find a few seldom-seen executives and a number of familiar faces. The bar was absolutely incredible. There were full height windows, a balcony surrounding the entire building and a multi-level deck on the roof.
I took a seat in the plush leather chair next to Monique, the Vice President of Marketing.
A waitress approached, leaned over so as not to interrupt the conversation, and asked me what I'd like to drink. Just as I was about to reply, Monique whispered to the waitress, in her heavy Australian accent, "He'll have what I'm having...Vodka Martini. Stoli's. Two olives."
Looking forward, she leaned her shoulder into me, tilted her head and said under her breath, "I thought I'd take the initiative. You could learn from an older woman, Alex Daniels. No worries. You'll like it." Monique's voice was, unequivocally, the sexiest voice with which my name had ever been spoken.
I couldn't really say anything. I was sitting next to someone who could have easily melted the cover of Playboy. What was I to say? "I'm sorry, Monique. Your initiative is noted, but I prefer to start off with something more my age...like Tequila."
So, I said what any floored young man would have said to a senior executive, "Two olives? More is ALWAYS better. Surely you agree?"
She grinned and replied, "Dear Alex, the night has just begun. Don't rush." I confirmed her insinuation with a short, deep chuckle and leaned back in my chair.
Moments later, my drink arrived. I excused myself to join a few colleagues at the bar and, as I walked away, gave a quick glance back. She was watching me, as I expected.
Throughout the evening, everyone meandered from the balcony to the bar. It was amazing that no one was talking business. There wasn't a single person in the bar that wasn't from our company and they were all talking about something else. I made sure I spoke with everyone before adjourning to the balcony where Monique had been for quite some time. I grabbed two glasses of red wine and made my way outside. I noticed a couple admiring the moon as it drifted behind the downtown skyline. Another couple was sitting at a table, but, for the most part, everyone else was inside.
Monique was walking away from a conversation just as I stepped onto the balcony. I scoffed my shoe on the wooden deck to grab her attention as I made my way up the stairs to the deck on the roof. To my surprise (and delight), there wasn't a single light on the roof. I could see the shadow of a handrail against the lights of the city. The silhouette of a bench near the edge was just barely visible. I put the glasses of wine on the railing and sat down on the bench. I was expecting to hear footsteps, but all I heard was the wind whining through the handrails.
Frustrated, I grabbed my glass of wine and walked over to the corner of the roof. I leaned back against the railing and relaxed my arms over each side as I took in the atmosphere. There wasn't a cloud in the moonlit sky. A few minutes passed before soft vibrations shook the deck. The sound of footsteps followed and then an hourglass-shaped silhouette emerged from the balcony below. Her arms were extended above her head releasing her hair from a bun, which was held in place by two silver rods. She dropped them on the deck and walked towards me, swaying from side to side.
In anticipation, I put down my wineglass and widened my stance. She approached me without slowing. My body stopped her advance and she clutched both of my hands and whimpered just as her lips contacted mine. I commandingly wrapped her hands around my neck. She ran her fingers up into my hair and back down around my neck. She then took my lower lip into her mouth and kissed me deeply again. Tingles ran down my back and enveloped my entire body. I ran my hands down her arms and around to her stomach. Moving them back up around her breasts, I circled them once with my fingertips and then gently but forcefully cupped them.
She trembled, shivered, and then slowly leaned back. Her eyes opened slightly and her brow dipped. She growled and said, "It took you long enough to come outside. I've been out here for twenty minutes."
