deansmistress22

A Quick one for Dean/Jo
It's Just for fun (another old one)
I own nothing!Darn it!
Rated: ummm PG-13...or R IDK!

The art of flirting 

Dean gives a half grin and a wink to a pretty, tan brunette drinking an appletini at the bar.

"Sam does he always do that? Seriously the woman is clearly with her husband."

"That's not going to stop him Jo. It's just his nature." Sam laughs.

"Yes, but it is also an art form. I am a firm believer in doing what you are good at." Dean says putting his lips to his beer. Jo huffs.

"An art form huh? Care to demonstrate?" She asks annoyed.

"It would be my pleasure. Watch and learn my young padawan."

"Dork."  Star Wars comments. Always with the Star Wars.

Dean ignores her and seduces a red head at the pool tables. He returns moments later with a phone number.

"Ta Da! I am the master." He says giving Jo a smirk and Sam a slap on the back. Sam rolls his eyes.

"Oh yeah, we shall see." She says lips pursed an idea pops into her head.

"You think you can do better?" Dean says laughing. She couldn't do better than that. It was a new record even for him.

"See that guy? I bet you I can get him to buy me the most expensive drink here just by saying, Hi." She points to a young good looking guy.

Dean observes that she is in no shape to seduce men tonight, they had just gotten back from a hunt.

"Fine $500 if you lose." He agrees feeling a little bad about taking her money, because he knew he would.

"Okay then I get to drive the Impala back to the hotel." She says sparks in her eyes.

"Deal." There is no way he could lose. The Imapla will never be driven by anyone except him or Sam.

"Give me 5 minutes. You two go and stand by him to make sure I don't cheat." Jo says skipping off to the bathroom.

"I have a feeling you are going to regret this Dean." Sam says chuckling. Dean waves it off. He knows she's hot. But, bruised and dirty wasn't so appealing to guys who weren't hunters. They wait.

Jo returns hair glistening in blond locks, shirt riped just bellow her bust, cleavage popping out, low rise jeans pushed to their limits, her face was clean and it had a very seductive smirk on  it.
She cleaned up good.

"Get those keys ready." She purrs in Dean's ear, his mouth drops open.
Sam keeps laughing as Jo walks over to the guy who is checking her out. "Dean you should probably stop her. She might go home with that guy. I know you don't want that." Sam whispers as Dean jumps to his feet.

"Hi."

"Can I buy you something to drink?" A voice behind her as strong arms wrap around her bare stomach. Dean. Jo squeals.

"I win! See Dean it's not an art form. It only about sex." She says shaking her butt in a victory dance.

"Sam remind me never to make a bet with Jo again." He knew she was right, it was all about the sex. And man did she look sexy.

"Can you warm up the car for me Dean? It might be
too cold for my sexy hot ass!" Jo winks at him and jumps a little, chest bouncing.

"Yeah." Dean says humiliated watching her chest.

"Dean." She says sternly.

"What?"

"My eyes are up here."