A conversation I had with a stranger at the bar of the hotel I was staying in. It began innocently enough. He was in town on business, I had just finished up my volunteer work. We began talking about politics, business, finance – topics that make me salivate.
The mental volley continued.
The discourse was organic. I was turned on. He was older and attractive. Sharp and funny. It began to evolve into a teasing banter. I asked him to guess what undergarments I was wearing underneath my dress. I was in awe, when he guessed right ” no panties.”
Therein lies the difference between two and three glasses of wine.
I forgot how fun it can be to flirt like that.
Quote of day: “Truth is a great flirt.” – Franz Liszt