Rose sighed at her phone, her friend had just messaged her that she was going to be late as there was an accident on the road. It can't be helped, she guessed. She looked around bored, she was attracting a lot of looks but mostly ignored them. Rose was wearing a short sundress that hugged her in all the right places showing off her toned stomach and showed off her long toned legs in a pair of opened-toe sandals which displayed her perfectly pedicured toes.
Rose was not oblivious to the effect she had on men, she had taken advantage of plenty of them and could be considered a spoiled Princess to anyone that came across her. Some have mentioned that it was a waste that a looker like her got married so young when she had so much ahead of her. But Rose knew a golden goose when she saw one, a much older man he may be but he was a trust fund baby running a large family business; with a naturally huge submissive streak in him. He had crossed paths with her once and she knew when to grasp onto an opportunity, especially one that just delivered itself into her lap. It was a good investment for her, she was settled financially for life and was still free to explore her other desires.
She breathed through her luscious pouty lips causing her chest to stretch slightly. Rose knew the looks she received. Men were all the same. She was sitting in a coffee shop and her crossed legs had driven her dress higher showing a delicious amount of thigh. Rose spotted a look that she was looking for particularly; a slightly dazed expression of wonder as his gaze rested on her legs and feet. This was a guy just ready to be exploited, she smirked. She uncrossed her legs and tapped her manicured fingers on the table drawing his eyes to hers. She looked pointedly at him and crooked her finger, beckoning him to her as she watched his face turn red with embarrassment at getting caught.
He stumbled to her and sat nervously across the table.
'And what did you think you were doing?' Rose asked in a straightforward tone that caused his already red face to turn even redder.
'I-I am so sorry! I didn't mean to stare! I am really sorry I didn't know what came over myself!' he mumbled as he looked away from her, his eyes darting around afraid someone might hear their conversation.
Rose stared at him without a response while he shrank under her gaze.
'Your words really mean nothing to me. An expresso, 2 shots. Start with that before we work on a way for you to properly apologize.' Rose finally stated.
He agreed hurriedly and rushed off to order one for her. This was going to be too easy.
He came back to the table and settled the cup in front of her with slightly trembling hands and sat back down, his eyes not daring to meet hers.
As Rose sipped on her cup of coffee, she found out a little more about him. He was just about her age as well but they were obviously a world apart in just about everything. She had time to kill and decided to play with this one before tossing him out.
'So, what were you staring at?' Rose got straight to the point, cutting off his idle chatter catching him off guard.
'Eh? Erm, your l-legs and f-feet looked amazing and I was just admiring them for a while, I didn't mean to be rude!' he mumbled silently, becoming nervous again.