A Bright Toast

"Bright Cellar" She softly said to herself , followed by a smile and a thought of how romance was flowing in the air. she had been looking forward to this special evening for some time now. She first met him at a coffee shop by mistake one day that she happened to be running late. She was a very punctual person, she took her time very seriously since she began her carrier as a entrepreneur running her businesses as a photographer, boutique store owner, her own online podcast with its own live channel and occasionally when she felt like doing something edgy or wanted to just feel like a god's sent vixen she would go down to the local gentlemen's club and show the world, mostly the men what they could not have, and simply once in a very blue moon if they where very lucky could simply take a peep at. Men threw themselves at her promising to take care of her and save her from this horrible life that such a beautiful lady should never have to experience.

She would smile at them and tell them how sweet they where for wanting to save her, but she would think about the opportunity and get back to them next time she seen them there. She knew it would hardly even be a chance because the city people always moved around and hardly stood still in one place, not only that but she only came out here very rarely, the only reason she was good at what she did was because of the dance pole installed in her living room where she get's her daily workout, "good for all around benefits" she would always explain when asked about it. What the men really had no idea about was that she was not in any position of being needed from any saving, as a matter of fact, she probably could have saved a few of them, more than one at a time and still be financially better off than them. Although she was always humble and never felt the need to explain her self. She was simply there to be the star of the stage, even if it was just for a few simple but favorite of her songs, enjoyed along with a few glasses of one of her favorite whine's. Toliman, a white whine blend from South Eastern Australia. That was a perfect night for her.

She happened to be running late the morning after one of these get away nights, she was told there was only one more bottle left of her favorite Toliman bottle left and the request for them was going out as if the price value was about to sky rocket and the people buying it knew this. "That's Mama's Bottle" she thought to herself as she calmly sat down and nodded a simple nod, the waiter knew her very well lady like way's and knew exactly what she meant by the nod, he nodded as well and ran off with a smile, knowing he had pleased her with this valuable information. That's right, every man was under the spell of her beauty, and none where to high or to low for her spell. She didn't even noticed ninety nine percent of the time, she was a very focused women and showed dedication on every choice she made.

"Oh I know it's gonna rain today" she calmly said to herself as she woke up and seen that she had slept in twenty minute's past her usual time. No alarm was ever needed with her level of high functioning. After all she was her own boss and reported to none but the vixen in the mirror. She never used that as an excuse, matter fact it was the opposite effect, it made her push and challenge her self more. So when she realized she had slept in she kept her calm and cool, like a true boss. Proceeded with her normal routine except she cut every single event threw that moment forward two minutes short to end back on track.

Normally she brewed her own coffee, but because she was cutting time to make time up for the twenty minutes delayed start she would grab one from the coffee house right outside her building. She headed for the door and as she stepped out into the hallway it happened, like it always did every time she stepped out the door. Her tunnel vision focus switched on, and everyone better hope to not be in her way for she would not be stopped. A quality most did not recognize until at they're best they stood beneath her in second place, at they're best must I remind you. That's usually when the opponent's did the math and realized the too late harsh truth. That she was a women who would not be stopped and knew what she was doing.

She made it down the stairs made a turn and bumped into him. He stumbled by the force in her strong willed walk and made him almost drop his box. "I'm sorry" he said after gaining control of the almost run away box. "No Way" she said after realizing she knew exactly what was in the box. Such a familiar box to her could not go unnoticed. He started to stutter trying to think of the next way to earn her forgiveness after hearing her instant reply. "Bright Cellars" she said beating him to whatever reply he he was going to come out with. "Of course" he replied with a big smile on his face, knowing his apology the first time had been accepted, probably! but now they had moved past on to the better moment, one where they where now both in a familiar warmer space all thanks to the box he held in his hand which had now turned this moment into a bonding one.

"Toliman is my favorite" he said. Something happened after hearing those words, she suddenly realized she had not payed attention to his look's but they where now starting to show. A man almost out of her dreams and it was beginning to become hard for her to conceal this. She went into a stage of hypnosis for about five seconds which she hadn't even realized until he kinda glanced back to see if something was wrong, he couldn't understand why she had all of a sudden turned into a frozen statue. He was beginning to feel nervous which usually men't he was about to screw things up. "I can't drink the whole bottle alone, maybe you would like to join me down at the cellar for a drink" he said, regretting it instantly for he was sure she was way to beautiful to accept the invitation to be in his presence.

"I would love that" she replied. with a look of confusion he slowly registered her reply for about five seconds before asking her what time would be best. "Five this evening would be fine" she replied with her all knowing attitude. "Ok" he replied, sensing her answer was definitely not a question. "I will be there" he replied, they did not exchange numbers for they where the type to be where they said they would and neither of them questioned the other.

Five that evening she was sitting down. "Bright cellars" she softly said to her self, followed by a smile and a thought of how romance was in the air. The waitress had brought her a complimentary glass of Obscura a cabernet sauvignon from California. She dared not to complain at the fact that it was not her choice, but being grateful she took a gentle but well focused smell of the glass before giving it two stirs and taking a gentle but classy taste. "O wow" was her response. She was amazed at the delicious taste that her taste buds had just been complimented with.

She set the glass down on the table with a pleased warm smile. The mood was warm all around, a great atmosphere for sure. He walked in, greeted her with two soft kisses one on each cheek and sat down. She was Flattered by his gentleman ways. He looked at her in such aw of how much beauty one woman could contain. A lady walked up to the table seconds later grabbed the glass of wine gently smelled it, gave it two soft swirls and took a rather dedicated taste. "Delicious" the lady replied. Our vixen didn't understand who this lady was, so with her gentle but dedicated voice she asked her who she was. The lady held up the glass of wine up in the air and replied "I'm His Wife". She looked at our vixen with a gentle warm look and smiled. Raised the glass in the air and shouted "A Bright Toast, Cellars of Life".