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Post by Keith Wyle on Mar 21, 2007 15:13:50 GMT -5
Days before March Madness and many,many COLD showers after Keith's first win "celebration" with Amber, Keith in the M.I.A his hometown. The whole day back in town he does what every person does when they are home; seeing folks and family, checking up on investments when Keith realizes (Oh snap, I owe Amber a dinner) Keith flips out his phone and cycle through his contacts, not that he had to, Amber was at the top and Dials....
Ring,Ring Ms. Gianni
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Post by Amber Gianni on Mar 21, 2007 15:51:16 GMT -5
Amber herself was already in Miami the moment she found out that was the next stop. Preparing for her first televised appearance in as amny months, she was at the spa of a private estate...on a massage table. Her supple yet athletic back was exposed, a white towel covering her "ass"ets as a hulking mass of swedish muscle tended to her muscles. Her cell phone she kept along with her rang and she checks the screename which reads "Chocolate Thunder" (yeah she has nicknames for 'em all ). She smiles and flips it open to answer. Hi there, big boy...
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Post by Keith Wyle on Mar 21, 2007 16:35:04 GMT -5
Hey yourself GorgeousKeith says with a smile as he pulls up to one of his business in the downtown area a place where he might be bringing a special lady if she accepts his offer . He steps into the place to a couple of "Damn" and "I bet he's gotta be at least 10 no 12-, girl stop it" when he waves to the manager and gives the head chef a kiss on the cheek. "If I remember after our "Victory Celebration" I said I would treat you to dinner so what are you doing tonight?"
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Post by Amber Gianni on Mar 21, 2007 16:49:30 GMT -5
Oh, I was just going to chill around South Beach, sweetie...but you oughtta know by now that I'm open for anything.
"Is Good?"
You have no idea, honey. Right there...oh yeah...that feels so good...
Mmmmm...why don't you drop by my hotel room later and pick me up. I'll be dressed and this time we'll actually get out onto the street this time, I promise.
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Post by Keith Wyle on Mar 21, 2007 16:55:09 GMT -5
Gravy sexy lady so around 8 o'clock
Keith says to Amber and the manager of the establishment at the same time
I'll have a limo outside with your favorite "treat" waiting for you
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Post by Amber Gianni on Mar 21, 2007 17:04:58 GMT -5
Dinner, desert and a snack at the end...sounds delicious...
"Is Good Too?"
Oh God yes...please do that again...
THREE HOURS LATER...
Amber's in her dressing room at the mirror with a sassy red skirt in front of her body, pondering what to wear.
Hmmm...I just don't know. Do we go with the little black skirt with the "fuck me" pumps, or the little red skirt with the "fuck me" pumps. Decisions, decisions...
Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. Amber of course knows who it is and even though she's just in her bra and panties...
It's open.
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Post by Keith Wyle on Mar 21, 2007 17:17:53 GMT -5
Hey Amber you ready ye-Keith stops in his track as he notices she isn't ready yet but at the same time he isn't complaining either . Baby girl as much as I like seeing you like this we gotta go but I promise later me and you can strip down to your pumps Keith himself had on a black and blue Armani ensemble as he looked at Amber trying to figure what to wear...
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Post by Amber Gianni on Mar 21, 2007 17:25:26 GMT -5
I just can't seem to keep clothes on very long.
She giggles, and not the least bit frazzled at Kieth standing there watch her dress...decides to go with the little black dress, to match with Keith. She makes her way over to him and wraps her arms around him giving him a peck on the lips.
You look great, sweetie. So...where we going?
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Post by Keith Wyle on Mar 21, 2007 17:33:03 GMT -5
That is a surprise for now just know you'll love it
Keith says as he returns the hug with one of his own as they walk out the door arm in arm towards the front of the hotel when Amber face lights up slightly when she sees, A white stretch Escalade limo complete with driver. She turns to Keith....
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Post by Amber Gianni on Mar 21, 2007 17:38:01 GMT -5
You don't get all of this on XWA money. I know Carmella's loaded an all...but this...
Amber walks along the side of the stretch, running her fingers along it...
I doubt this is part of the signing bonus she gave you, is it?
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Post by Keith Wyle on Mar 21, 2007 17:43:25 GMT -5
I told you I'm a hustler, I own several lucrative businesses here in Miami and have stock in several video game companies (all the rage in the stock game) so the XWA money is just extra money to play with or to share with someone
Keith says the last part locking eyes with Amber to reiterate it. Keith breaks his gaze and takes her by the hand to lead her into the car.
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Post by Amber Gianni on Mar 21, 2007 17:50:05 GMT -5
Amber follows his lead. Sitting in the back of the stretch Esco now she slides up really close to him.
So what else do I need to know about you that I haven't in the past couple of weeks. We did kind of go backwards didn't we...normally you get to know a person BEFORE sex...tee hee...
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Post by Keith Wyle on Mar 21, 2007 17:58:22 GMT -5
Well other than the hustler part I grew up in really-tight knit family we always looked out for each other, which is why I like taking care of family and others I care about and if your wondering yes that includes you to baby.
Keith says as he plants a kiss right on her lips....
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Post by Amber Gianni on Mar 21, 2007 18:15:18 GMT -5
Oh...you definitely take care of me pretty well, baby.She instinctively brushes her hand down to his waist and parts below with that devilish grin on her face. Not like she could help it, or like he was going to stop it...
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Post by Keith Wyle on Mar 21, 2007 18:26:13 GMT -5
Keith jumps a little as he feels Amber's hand brush his "Thunder" as they kiss when Keith leans to Amber's ear to whisper (Nope, you no listen ;D)
Keith pulls away to see Amber reaction when the limo stops in front of their destination; Angela's one of the most exclusive restaurants in Miami, when Amber turns to Keith with a look of shock and says....
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