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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I had never been into Redheads. Maybe it's because I like my women to have some colour to their skin, or perhaps it's because of the temper that usually comes with a redhead, but that has all changed.
Our Company Christmas party, a couple of weeks before the big day, was at a posh hotel just outside of town.
I went alone as my wife had left me earlier in the year.
As I walked to the bar, I acknowledged some colleagues.
There was the usual buzz of chatter, and music played quietly in the background.
Suddenly the buzz stopped. I turned to see what had happened.
Lynn, our very attractive HR Manager, was walking into the room. She looked sensational.
Her long red hair cascaded down her back. She wore a strapless bright blue evening dress slit up one side to her waist and 4-inch blue heels.
She looked pretty at work, but she looked a knockout tonight.
She came towards the bar and, seeing that I was standing alone, came and stood next to me.
"Hi, Phil. Can you get me a drink, please?"
"Er, yes, of course. What would you like?"
"White wine, please."
I ordered the drink and waited.
"You look amazing, Lynn."
"Thank you. That was the look I was hoping to achieve."
Like me, Lynn had also separated from a partner this year, although no one knew the details. Lynn knew I was now single again.
"So, on your own tonight, Phil?"
"Yes. You?"
"Oh yes, but I'm looking to have a good time."
Other small talk followed, nothing too flirty, but I couldn't help but look down her dress and try and look at her legs when the slit allowed me to.
As it got nearer to the time for the meal, Lynn said, "Why don't we sit together as we are both on our own?"
"That's fine. I would like that."
"Don't make it too obvious, though, in case people start talking.
You find a seat when the meal is ready, and I will wander over and ask if the seat next to you is occupied."
So at the appropriate time, I went for a table that had plenty of empty seats at the time and sat down. A few moments later, Lynn appeared at the side of me.
"Hi, Phil, is this seat taken?"
"No, Lynn. Please take a seat."
"Thank you." Lynn sat so that the slit in her dress was right next to me.
We chatted to each other and others at the table during the meal, and when she wasn't talking to me, she always had her leg touching mine.
We looked each other straight in the eye a couple of times, and there was that magic between us.
I usually spend the evening chatting at these events, but I felt the need to get Lynn on her own. So unlikely as it was for me, I said, "Lynn, would you like to dance."
She smiled. "I would love to."
We were among the first to take to the floor.
I don't think I have ever felt so confident on the dancefloor. I knew we were being watched, and I was glad we were. Lynn was the most beautiful woman in the room that night.
We danced for some time, and there were times when we touched each other, and there were some cheeky smiles from Lynn.
I wanted to dance closer to her, but the slow songs would be much later in the evening.
We had been dancing for a long time, well it was a long time for me when Lynn whispered to me, "Let's go outside, for some air."
She started to walk off and looked back to check I was following.
I was.
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