Raymond Alexander Kukkee
"Just a splash of Vermouth in that, honey." she whispered, leaning forward. The ample breasts heaved.
She hiked her blouse strap back up her shoulder. "Dammit! " she said out loud, giggling.
The bartender watched, then tilted the bottle over her glass.
"Shhhsh" he said. "My boss is watching, don't ruin the ambience."
"Just a little splash" she reminded him, with her fingers two feathers apart as he went to pour it.
She stuck a finger in the glass and tasted it. "Just another little splash, honey" she said.
"Whassamatter, can'cha pour a little splash?" she asked wavering. "Just another little splash."
"Taste it, you taste it now", she ordered.
"Perfect!" he said, smiling, "it's perfect!".
" You're hired, Mr. Blaine, start tonight!".
Is that Incoming I hear?
'Splash' precisely meets Red's M3 Flash Fiction Challenge at a word count of 125.