The Djinn started to emerge from the lamp after eons of life confined within it, and spied what appeared to be his accidental master in the midst of a tryst he was attempting. It seemed he was summoned as a result of his new "master" dusting and doing upkeep on the lamp. The Djinn commenced easily making himself not quite visible so he could read what the situation was and see who it was he could enjoy screwing with. The Djinn rested his hand on his jaw, and smiled wide. It looked like the next master was one Alexandros Alanopolous, or Alex for short.
A tall, very athletic and muscular 40 year old businessman, he had never quite lost the handsomeness of his youth, even when crows feet and wrinkles began to assert themselves. It was an intensive workout routine and attention put on his face that allayed or eliminated some of the effects of the above. Which really spoke to Alibaba of a surprisingly vain individual for someone who led such a vital corporation.
Alex was nothing if not proud and preening. His dark, short cut hair was nicely gelled at any and all times, and his tanned, muscular frame was honed and sculpted to a perfect look. He cut a very impressive figure in any given suit or outfit for business or pleasure. And fitting for a Greek, he had the jaw and neck of a hero.
However it was evident by how things were going that Alexandros at 40 was starting to lose some of his precious vitality. The woman underneath him was understanding but beginning to wonder about the legendarily attractive businessman. He was still only half hard, and even after she had gone down on him more than enough. Alex kept trying though, such that nobody could fault him for a lack of effort in trying to get things moving again.
He gasped out a wish, which immediately got the Djinn waiting for his command's attention. "And there's my opening."