Sunday, December 13, 2009

Halter Hotties Go Sultry Solstice


We Halter Hotties just love a little bit of prim with our sexy. We love to imagine ourselves buttoned up in our navy wool suit, high heels enhancing the curves of our calves encased in not-quite-opaque hose, pencil skirt hinting at the swell of our hips, the high neck of our blouse whispering modestly, “I’m not that kind of girl”…

The office hottie-man sees through our alter-ego look, though. Must be some kind of glint in our eyes hiding behind thick-framed glasses.

Mr. Hottie invites us to his place for a post-work, celebration-of-solstice drink.

We hesitate a little before offering up our “I guess that would be alright…”

In his warm penthouse, he takes our overcoat, and as we warm up we slide out of our jacket. His eyes light up when he sees his suspicions verified… Moonlightkeeps with our “good girl” reputation, and hums the notes to the song “Baby It’s Cold Outside” as we tell Mr. Office Hottie, “ I really can’t stay.”

Will we break the spell of a waxing moon and the longest night of the year?

After all, it’s really, really cold outside…

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