Submission (#8147) Approved

Titania picked up a flute of champagne from the platter of a handsome server. He had slightly bowed to her when offering her the refreshment and it took her a long moment to take the drink because she was absorbed in taking in his looks. Plus the slight bowing made her feel slightly giddy. She was being bowed too! Maybe she ought to get used to such things.

Tia made a mental note to make demands to her manager in the morning or whenever the hangover she was bound to have eased.

Letting the server finally stand back up, she watched as he walked away. Nice, very nice.

The glass hit her lips and she sipped the fizzy, golden liquid. Ohhh..such a smooth feeling as she swollowed. The carbonation made her tongue tingle. She lightly flicked the glass. The way it sang after she'd struck it with her long lavender nail denoted a fine crystal. Of course Angora would spare no expense.

These sorts of parties tend to only be about being seen and being seen being seen. If you know, you know. Titania saw a photographer out of the corner of her eye aiming his camera at her. She struck a subtle pose, hip slightly angled, one arm folded against her midsection, the other that held her champagne brought it up to her mouth and she took a long drink. The rapid sound of the shutter and the photographer walked off to shoot other celebraties. Titiania reminded herself to get a good picture with Angora.

But ah, as she was posing, she finished her drink. She was feeling pretty relaxed now. Her photo had been taken, she was lightly mingling, politely laughing at the jokes of people richer and more famous then her.

Mmm..but soon she would have to actually chat with other people in her industry. She needed more drink to facilitate that.

She started looking around for another server with a platter of glasses but couldn't find anybunny. But fortune was on her side. The same good looking man who had served her the drink the in the first place was standing near a table full of hors d'oeuvre with a open bottle of champagne.

Excusing herself, Tia made her way over to the table. She picked up a small cracker with a mousse on top. Coming up to the server, she popped the snack in her mouth, smiled, and held out her glass. Dutifully, the server filled her glass. He gave her a tiny head inclination after he was done. Titania grinned and downed the whole glass worth in a single gulp and wiped a small drop off the side of her mouth.

A bit tipsy now, she leaned over slightly and ran her finger around the rim of the bottle's mouth and purred at the server if he anything left inside in that he could put inside her....cup. The server was blushing now, trying to maintain professionalism. Tia could see him trying not to look down the front of her dress.

The alcohol was hitting her hard and fast now. She'd never consumed so much so quickly. She asked his name and he stuttered something. Well, his name wasn't the most important thing anyway, it'd be him shouting hers in another hour or two. She wobbled lightly. The champagne was very, very high quality and high alcohol. Angora spared no expense.

Tia snuggled up against her intended and quietly asked if he could guide her to a more..quiet place. The server turned a brighter shade of red, but obliged her.

A nice little warm up fuck sounded like just the thing she needed. Those stuffy industry assholes can wait.