In a bright red, skin-tight dress, complimented with bright red lipstick and an overdone make-up job, Alice strutted down the street. She held her head high, with her black stilettos click-clacking along. Pretending not to notice the obvious gapes of the men that she walked by, she flipped back her dark brown hair and kept her black, lustful eyes straight ahead.
She walked into a large corporate office building and winked at one of the receptionists as she passed by. He blushed, gaping as she walked past him, and his heart pounded harder as he smelled her tantalizing perfume.
This was her usual routine every day, and she enjoyed it immensely. To watch guys bend to her was something she was quite proud of being able to do.
Reaching her office room, Alice told her secretary to hand her all of her messages and then leave her alone. She placed her black leather purse below her desk and skimmed over the messages she had. There was a meeting at two, a friend wanted to lunch together at four,