Mattheo
As I drink my iced tea, I wonder what kind of business meeting this will become. Will it be just another boring useless meeting, or will something come out of it? I’m meeting Alessandra Dean, a CEO of a famous and exclusive jewelry company.
Will she be a control freak, or just a regular retail freak? It’s hard to tell from the email that set up this meeting. I brace myself for another boring meeting when everything around me goes silent.
When I look up I notice that most of the men in the restaurant are looking towards the entrance. I swivel my body so that I can see what marvel has stunned these men. Is there a supermodel in the house?
And there she is, a tall brunette with the longest legs I have ever seen. Dressed in a mini dress and high heels, this woman is single to none. She walks with the boldness of a runway model and a knowing look that says she is extremely aware of how hot she is.
This woman seems to catch the attention of men and women alike as the subtle curves of her body invite temptation and longing. Her ample breasts are highlighted by a plunging neckline. The hem of her dress lands right below a rounded ass that is rock solid.
Everyone who looks at this woman is rewarded by a naughty smile that invites even more attention. Her lips are full and bright with a sexy shade of red lipstick. Her shining chestnut hair falls way below her shoulders, covering the opening of her dress that goes as low as her waist.
It’s her, the woman I’m meeting.
“I’m Alessandra Dean, and you are Mattheo Ingram?”
“Yes.”
I extend my hand towards hers. There’s a surge of electricity that enters my body through her hand as we touch. I’ve never felt anything like this.
“Glad to meet you.”
I pull out the chair across from me, and she sits down.
“If you don’t mind, I prefer to be called Alexa.”
“I don’t mind at all,” I say as I sit down at the table.
Up close, I can see that her eyes have a hunger that I’ve never seen before in a woman. Her eyes almost seem to glow. She catches me looking at her and winks. I’m completely taken aback.
“Yes, the color of my eyes do not match. Does this startle you?”
“I didn’t even notice.”
“Sure,” Alexa smiles at me.
“Shall we order?”
“I’d prefer to talk business before we order if that’s alright with you?”
“That’s fine.”
I like a person who gets right to the point. It’d be nice to get the business part of this meeting over with so that I can get to know this extraordinary woman who practically exudes sex with her every breath.
As she gives me her pitch, I take notes in my mind. She’s serious about her work. She never smiles once as she tells me statistics and talking points. I listen the best that I can, but her beauty is so distracting.
Luckily, I like what I’m hearing so far. I have this gut feeling that I usually get when a business is perfect for placement in my malls. We could make a lot of money together, if we can work out terms of business that suit us both.
When she reaches the end of her pitch, she takes a small sip of water. It’s amazing to me that her lipstick does not stain the glass.
“So what do you think, Mr. Ingram?”
“Please, call me Mattheo.”
“If it pleases you,” she nods.
When Alexa says this, her lips twitch as she withholds a smile. I find this very endearing.