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Layers – Chapter 2 Page 16

As Greg began to get dressed, his eyes followed Paula, who was now wearing a very luxurious and sexy little pink bathrobe. She opened a door in the master bedroom which revealed a room nearly as large as the one he was now in.

Greg was truly amazed at her wardrobe, the sheer amount of women’s apparel that it contained. Hanger upon hanger of dresses, blouses, skirts, racks of shoes of all styles imaginable. She spotted him observing her, and closed the door. Greg found it a little amusing, but also strangely appealing, that after all the sex they had in the past day or so, she felt a tinge of modesty when it came to getting dressed.

She emerged rather quickly, wearing a stunning outfit. Baby blue low-cut blouse, her ample firm breasts exposed in a teasing, provocative manner. Short black skirt, not mini enough to be considered slutty, but still above the knee length. What made it all work were the near thigh high, leather boots. She was a knockout.

“Where to now?”, Greg asked, as Paula sat on her bed, looking through her address book.

“Senator McCormick”, she answered. “But I’m not sure of the best way to approach him”.

Paula looked up at Greg, and smiled. Even though he had known her for such a short period of tome, he was able to read her mind.

“So give her a call”, he said to Paula, wanting to show off the fact that he knew what she was thinking.

Paula dialed the phone, and spoke to Tatyana exclusively in Russian. Greg watched her alternate between deadly seriousness and fits of girlish giggles before their conversation was over.

“He’s at the Plaza Hotel. She agreed to arrange for us to meet in a half hour”, Paula told Greg.

“She can do that?’, he asked her, quite astounded at the apparent influence Tatyana had with such an important figure.

Paula rose from her bed and stood before Greg, who was sitting in an over-sized chair. She positioned herself in such a way that Greg was forced to strain his neck up in order to look into her eyes. She very slowly leaned down, her mouth nearing his. He could now see down the cleavage of her blouse, and caught a glimpse of her firm breasts and erect nipples. She was not wearing a bra. He was becoming extremely aroused once again.

She got down on her knees, and placed her hands high up on Greg’s thighs, not quite touching him there, but just hi enough to greatly excite him. She then leaned in close, and  teasingly played with his lips with the tip of her tongue.

Paula then began to laugh.

“What’s so funny?’, Greg asked.

“Men, sweetie. Men are very funny”, she said as she rose to her feet.

“Yeah, how’s that?”, he asked.

“You guys are so preoccupied with sex, you lose sight of how easy it is for a beautiful woman to manipulate you any which way she wants”, Paula answered.

As the two were leaving the apartment, Paula stopped and threw her arms around Greg. She gave him a long, heartfelt kiss.

“I will never play those types of games with you”, she said, as she looked Greg directly in the eyes, an appearance of all sincerity showing up on her face as she uttered these words.

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