Author: Knok, Source: LushStories
Stepping out of the lift, I walked casually into the reception area of the Ritz Carlton Hotel and took in the sight of a wedding reception in full swing. People filled the area, decked out in their finest livery as they took an evening off to celebrate the wedding of a friend, relative, or colleague. I stepped over to the groom's registration table, flashing the young lady behind the table a brilliant smile as I told her my name. "Lee? Mr Shaun Lee?" "That would be me," I affirmed, the smile still plastered across my face. "Thank you Mr Lee," she replied while handing me a carpark voucher. "Hope you enjoy yourself tonight." How she figured I had driven there, I would never know. Perhaps it was the neat Armani suit that fit me perfectly, or the big silver Tag Heuer on my wrist. Either way, it didn't cause me too much concern, for I had left my sleek, black Mercedes SLK tucked away in the carpark. Thanking the lady, I walked over to the groom. A distant cousin of mine, he'd still seen fit to invite his whole extended family to the wedding. A quick round of salutations and congratulations put the necessary formalities out of the way, leaving me free to do what I'd actually gone to the wedding for - the hunt for a lady looking for company. A quick scan of the room revealed the usual assortment of types; elderly uncle and auntie types (obviously the relatives of one side or the other), middle-aged yuppies (probably colleagues), and a bunch of annoying kids who tagged alongside ...
... their parents, complaining about the long wait till dinner. Basically, no solo girl who looked like a likely target for me. Then out of the corner of my eye, I caught a flash of blue. Spinning around, though not so quickly as to draw attention to myself, I found myself looking at her. The first thing I noticed about her was her height - about ten centimetres taller than me, she stood out as being one of the taller people in the room. An electric-blue dress hugged her body, emphasising her full curves as she walked across the room to get a glass of champagne from a passing waiter. My eyes immediately sized up her shapely figure, an hourglass outline highlighted by what I estimated to be full D cups. Her dress ended at her thighs, showing off long curvaceous legs that would have been the envy of most of the other ladies in the room. Her facial features hinted at a mixed heritage; high cheekbones, a sharp nose, and big eyes gave her an exotic air, something you didn't quite find in most local girls. Long black hair that flowed down her back also made her look particularly elegant, especially in combination with that dress. She didn't look particularly interested in the goings-on, though, wandering to the side of the room as she sipped at her glass, watching the flow of people into the room. Of course, in such a situation, the last thing you want to do is to startle your prey, so I picked a few walnuts off one of the serving tables and munched on them for a minute or two before ...