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There’s no reason you can’t have a little fun when you’re travelling for work. On day one of my Miami trip, I headed out to the hotel’s beautiful spa deck. I’d upgraded myself from the business hotel my office had suggested—since I was having a birthday during the visit, I figured a little luxury was called for.

I’d heard there was a pool-party starting later on and I couldn’t wait to get my tan on. Excited to be in the hot sunshine, I immediately stripped off my metallic cover-up. The bikini I was wearing underneath was a sheer pink number—it showed off my taut body and was sexy as hell. I wanted to make an impression; travelling alone was no fun, so the odd holiday fling spiced things up.

I found a sleek lounger right by the water and lay down with a gentle sigh, taking in the high-end scenery. People-watching was an excellent pastime in Miami. People were out for a good time and were dressed to flash and seduce.

Everywhere I looked I saw toned, tanned flesh paired with sexy, pouty looks. I was getting steamy just ogling all the pretty things.

A tall waitress came over to a table near mine and I had to do a comical double-take. Her body was insane. The most hourglass of figures poured into a teeny outfit which defied gravity.

She was wearing a bikini that slashed a wide swathe through her huge cleavage. It was a wild, orange shade—not one that I would wear personally—though it looked incredible on her. Her blonde hair was curly and long, in a style that looked retro.

The waitress looked like an eighties-era Barbie or a pornstar serving drinks. As she got closer to me though, I noticed her face was fresh and remarkably wide-eyed. I liked how her beauty seemed on the natural side, without the tight over-made look I saw everywhere else.

She had multiple silver rings and wore leather and shell thongs on her right wrist, which suggested a kind of bohemian taste. I wondered if she was alternative in other ways too. I was mesmerised by her and wanted to know more.