I dressed to kill: A short red dress that hugged me tightly and highlighted my perky tits. Intentionally I was braless, attempting to make him focus on my girls rather than capitalize on my brain. I added 3" heel matching shoes, and shiny lipstick. I gazed at myself in the mirror and liked the way I looked; he wouldn't be able to resist my charm.

Morris was already sitting at a table for two in the corner. As the waitress led me to his table, Morris stood up and his eyes inspected me up and down. After sitting own, he said nonchalantly, "You are gorgeous. You didn't have to try...