Fatty go into detail with that encounter with that Costa Rica woman
The VMG Business Center is a dark concrete monstrosity with minor attempts at contemporary architecture, including but not limited to, many glass windows, exposed steel beams, overtly bright lighting and mid modern furniture in the entry. I was a lost Gringo, confused and clumsy.
Walking in behind me, a Tica, in a turtleneck (in June), sparked a memory of a recent recording I had herd. She wore maroon rimmed glasses, had beautiful black hair, thick lips with plenty of stick. She wore pinstripe slacks and shiny black shoes with white satin socks. It was an attractive feminine look. She was a mature millennial.
I got the door for her.
Gracias- she said, smiling gayly
De Nada- I replied, as i made out her breasts under the turtleneck to be no less than 36C
We proceed to the counter where I over hear her ask for the same closing I'm attending, and from there I introduced myself as the buyer. We shook hands and I followed her up the stairs, noticing that her choice of undergarment was thong.
We meet the lawyers in the office and I learn She is the sellers attorney legal assistant. I sit next to her and make idle chit chat and a few jokes while going thru the motions.
We complete the closing and decide, as a group of 5, to grab a drink next door. She orders a cocktail and immediately asks me to taste hers, I do, and as I hand it back She presses it to her lips exactly where I had siphoned off my share.
Si, muy bien- as she winked at me and leaned in for a playful shoulder touch
I knew we had lit a spark
....to be continued
