no tongue's drier than mine, i'll come when i get back (rp for corporatewolf)
(Backdated to Valentine's Day 'cause slow mun iz slow. :p)
It took every last one of her feminine charms, but with a little effort and a lot of sex, she managed to keep Ash so distracted he couldn't make plans for Valentine's Day. She'd even tracked down his assistant and asked her to keep his schedule clear and derail any attempts he might make to reserve a restaurant or plan an event.
She had plans of her own, and they were absolutely going to trump any fancy bistro he could track down.
It took some doing, but blessedly her connections were still intact, and with some effort she assembled what she would need for the event. Boxes were sent via courier, music was selected, and lighting was set up in advance of the event, which Anne was taking incredible pains to organize flawlessly. Even the ride was rigged: rather than drive him and have him figure it out on the way, for the night Anne used her expense account to rent a limo, choosing one with tinted windows on purpose. Instructing Ash to pick her up at her place at six PM, he arrived on time and looking delicious...as was his usual.
She was weighing the pros and cons of inviting him in and getting sidetracked for an hour when the limo pulled into her driveway shortly after his arrival. Damn.
Adjusting the strap of her red leopard print dress, she reached up to fuss with Ashley's collar and smiled ruefully as they stood in her doorway. "If only you could learn to show up an hour early..." she sighed wistfully, kissing his jaw. Ducking back in to grab her clutch and make sure her hair was straight, she exited the house and shut the door before he could do anything remotely persuasive to entice her back inside.
Locking the knob set, she turned to him and slid her arm through his. "Off with us now...I have something very special planned for tonight. Even you are going to be astounded, Mr. Moneybags, 'cause this night came free. Of. Charge. Come on, scoot!"
It took every last one of her feminine charms, but with a little effort and a lot of sex, she managed to keep Ash so distracted he couldn't make plans for Valentine's Day. She'd even tracked down his assistant and asked her to keep his schedule clear and derail any attempts he might make to reserve a restaurant or plan an event.
She had plans of her own, and they were absolutely going to trump any fancy bistro he could track down.
It took some doing, but blessedly her connections were still intact, and with some effort she assembled what she would need for the event. Boxes were sent via courier, music was selected, and lighting was set up in advance of the event, which Anne was taking incredible pains to organize flawlessly. Even the ride was rigged: rather than drive him and have him figure it out on the way, for the night Anne used her expense account to rent a limo, choosing one with tinted windows on purpose. Instructing Ash to pick her up at her place at six PM, he arrived on time and looking delicious...as was his usual.
She was weighing the pros and cons of inviting him in and getting sidetracked for an hour when the limo pulled into her driveway shortly after his arrival. Damn.
Adjusting the strap of her red leopard print dress, she reached up to fuss with Ashley's collar and smiled ruefully as they stood in her doorway. "If only you could learn to show up an hour early..." she sighed wistfully, kissing his jaw. Ducking back in to grab her clutch and make sure her hair was straight, she exited the house and shut the door before he could do anything remotely persuasive to entice her back inside.
Locking the knob set, she turned to him and slid her arm through his. "Off with us now...I have something very special planned for tonight. Even you are going to be astounded, Mr. Moneybags, 'cause this night came free. Of. Charge. Come on, scoot!"