1. The dance


 

She was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman present. The red garb she wore emphasized her seductive forms. The deep low cut of her dress hardly concealed her good looking bosom. While she gave everyone who spoke to her a sultry look, her body was telling this evening she was open to an adventure.

The man at the buffet was watching her close for a while already. While he tasted the salmon that was exquisite, he established the fact it wasn't the first time for her. The little gestures, the hankering glance that held a promise, they were all trained. One by one, studied movements, like a chess game, with the only outcome that resulted in a victory. The woman was hunting, and her prey was unresisting, already captured in her nets, without being aware of it.

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Nice blog and story here.
Thank you, Sherry. :-)
It's simply captivating, keep up the good work! ;)
Thank you, Chantal. :-)
In Dutch it was good allready. Somehow it sounds better in English. Exciting...
I've got to think 'international' after 2016, if we try to get foreign followers, I mean from other countries than Belgium or the Netherlands, some blogs have to be in English...and I've got them already translated, so the choice was easy. Thanks, Ingrid :-)