“I am a very adept flirt. I could probably flirt with a chair!”
Lia laughed, “I’d like to see that.”
“So would I,” Dale agreed. He pointed to a prominent leather chair in the reception room. “Try that one.”
I laughed and shook my shoulders to settle them for a part. I do love to flirt and I also love to show off. I knew this would be a piece of cake. I eyed the chair before approaching it.
“Now, this will be the first two levels of flirting. I may even go into level 3, since it is probably not going to respond.”
They both laughed and told me to get on with it.
“Hi.” My salutation was a little shy.
“I couldn’t help but notice how the colors in your outfit match your…” I paused, since I couldn’t use eyes. “Room.”
Lia busted up laughing.
“Really,” I went on, “That dark blue looks good on you and the brown on your legs is very classy.”
I walked closer to the chair and reached out one hand.
“They make your shoulders look comfortable and strong.” I touched the edge of the chair back and squeezed.
“Mmmmm, they do feel good. Let me rub your shoulders for you. Do you like that?”
I ran my hands across the chair back and glanced over at my audience. They were very appreciative. Lia was giggling and holding onto her desk. I liked the way her breasts bounced as she giggled. I decided to go further. I bent down to whisper in the chair’s ear.
“Hey, soft stuff, wanna cuddle?”
I slid around to the front of the chair keeping my hands on the arm and brushed the edge of the seat with mine. I toyed with a button on the back of the chair as I continued to prattle nonsense about strength and how I had faith that my new friend wouldn’t let me down. Slowly, I slid against the back of the chair and leaned against it. I sighed as my shoulder met the soft leather of the chair.
“You feel so sexy, smooth, and firm. And you smell so lovely.”
I cuddled into the chair and met a cushion.
“OH! You beast!” I stood up in extreme annoyance. “I don’t mind sharing you, but I’d really like to know who else is on your lap before I do!”
I turned my back on my two timing chair friend and started to laugh with Lia and Dale.
THIS part is later in what I started writing:
“Flirting is a stair stepping sort of activity,” I replied in my teaching voice. “There is basic flirtation, where you talk and maybe look your flirts. Level 2 using light touching. Level 3 moves into innuendos and touching in safe areas. Level 4 is what happens when those innuendos and touching are reciprocated and that moves you into the top levels.”
“What are those?” Dale questioned.
“The three F’s. Fondling, fooling around, and…..”