"Ms. Hintern, your next appointment is here. Shall I send him in?"
Molly, her bookkeeper and receptionist, stands in the doorway in her 'date night' attire - a sexy, but somehow still work appropriate little emerald dress paired with smokey eyeshadow and juicy lip gloss. Everything the woman wears out is meticulously chosen to enhance her naturally golden skin and exotic appearance. From what Ms. Hintern can tell, she gets satisfactory results.
"Ms. Hintern? Your appointment with Simon Lush?"
Ms. Hintern waves a hand and nods, "Sorry Molly, all these meetings with no breaks have me a bit dazed. Bring him on in - and could you grab me a strawberry colada smoothie too?"
Molly nods and waves the owner of a nearby adult shop in before shutting the door and, presumably, walking to the juice stand for the smoothie.
Any thoughts of tiredness fade from Ms. Hintern's mind as Simon Lush enters her space, though. The slot is now occupied by all the things she'd love to do to such a beautiful man. Her eyes roam over his suntanned skin, wiry muscles and strong thighs filling out his dark grey jeans, almost wishing Molly had left the door open so she could see him turn around and close it.
"Good evening, Ms. Hintern, I'm Simon Lush from Simon's Shop down the street, it's nice to finally meet you face to face."
He holds out his hand and she sees hands used to hard work, but when she takes his hand in her own it is soft, almost silky and she feels a little shiver flow through her.
"Good evening, Simon. Very nice to meet you indeed. Now, we spoke of you wishing to carry some of my products in your shop via email, but… I must admit, I'm a bit confused. Why could you possibly want handmade scented items in your sex shop?"
He chuckles softly as he settles into the seat across from her, no more than a small wooden table separating them. Their knees touch but neither makes a move to separate - that is, until the door opens and Molly struts in with Ms. Hintern's latte.
"There ya go, Devia - I mean, Ms. Hintern. Is there anything else I can get you?"
Ms. Hintern shakes her head, but looks across at her interviewee, "Anything for you, Simon?"
He starts to shake his head, but pauses, frowning, "Do you have any juice available? Orange? If not, I'll have a water, please and thank you… Molly, was it?"
Molly nods and shimmies back out the door with yet another, "Be right back, Ms. Hintern!"
Simon relaxes a bit more when Molly leaves, legs spread wide in that way that men do, clearing his throat as Ms. Hintern looks on expectantly.
"To answer your question, Ms. Hintern, I noticed you have massage oils among your products as well as some scents with rather… sexually playful names. I was curious whether my regulars would be interested and added a couple of questions related to your products to the end of our usual survey. I am here, so you could say there was quite a bit of interest. Also, I just really wanted to put a body… a face to the name and meet you."
His grin between body and a face tells Ms. Hintern it wasn't just a simple slip up and rather an intentional hint. He won't get any sort of sneaky reply from her that easily though. Ms. Hintern doesn't do hints and she isn't one to be told what to do either.
"And what would you say if I said my massage oils aren't included in the wholesale pricing? Would you still want them in your shop?"
They are included, of course. Who would exclude one item from wholesale pricing? How much of a sadist would that person have to be to put themselves through that kind of mathematical torture?
"Hmm I would, but I'm not sure I could realistically afford that. I would still go for some of the playfully scented soaps and such though. A lot of men and women do like to bathe and smell nice prior to using all our fun items. What better way than your delectable creations?"