"Business" Trip - Part II

Ms. Jillian B. Hart

"Business" Trip - Part I (Read this first!)

Shay's Pub, Beacon Hill... Continued...

The phone vibrates sightly in her hand, the movement that signals message sent.

Shifting again, attentive to the pulsing heated area between her thighs, once more very aware of the eclectic crowd in the pub.  The local scene felt warm an inviting. The mix of people and music was like a slice out the past, any bar, any town, any where you felt at home.  Like places we used to feel at home.  A place where it was easy to blend and just be part of the moment. She caught the bartenders glance and ran her finger around the rim of the glass.  

"Business" Trip - Part I

Ms. Jillian B. Hart

A Business Trip... Somewhere in Beacon Hill... 

He glances at a text that instantly creates arousal and intrigue.

"Where can I meet you?" 

His eyes blur the words on the screen as his mind jumps from thought to thought wondering if it is a text game or if an open invitation has now been engraved. 

The desire to respond must be calculated by the need to be professional, work day doesn't end for a few hours. A little while later, before the opportunity to text back arrives... his pocket vibrates again.... signaling another text message.  

Her again.  "Or shall I send you clues on where to find me?" 

It took nothing to picture her smile as she typed the words or the gleam and sparkle in her eyes as she pressed send. Just the right mixture of impatience and enticement.  His mind now racing around with the finishing thought being, she's here.