In the opulence of the upscale Hotel bar,
she sparkled as a jewel more precious than
the diamond and ruby beads of the chandeliers
that lit the large room, the furniture dark
and opulent, quietly bespeaking the wealth of those
within. She sat on a high oak stool
at the bar, her reflection available for all
to see in the mirrors that lined the
wall behind the counter. She was tall, youthful
but with an air of experience and elegant
confidence. She wore black, the skirt falling to
either sides of long taut thighs as she
crossed a leg over the other, revealing long
expanses of alabaster flesh, from the turn of
a slender ankle accentuated by the 3 inch
black heels she wore, up to the first
beckoning curve of hip, the matching black halter
top molded to the beautiful curves of full
breasts, the gentle knots at mid-back and the
sweet slope of her neck a tempting invitation
to strong fingers. Her hair, vibrant and alive,
was coiled into a thick red chignon, one
long tendril curling down the right side of
a perfect oval face; Heavy lashes fringed turbulent
blue green eyes that flickered slowly over the
room as she peered steadily into the mirror,
full pink lips soft and warm though unsmiling.
She was fully aware of the stares that
caressed every inch of her body, but showed
no visible sign of awareness, a fingertip gliding
slowly round the rim of her drink a
languid torture to the men who watched, imagining
the feel of such silken flesh against their
own. One man sitting two stools away had
already ordered her a drink, a gentle nod
her only acknowledgment, his eyes locked on the
press of such lush lips against the hard
glass as she sipped, watching the amber liquid
slide over the moist lips. He squirmed blatantly,
growing aroused as he watched this beauty sit
quietly, wondering how he would work up the
nerve to get the lovely woman to take
notice, to give him the time of day.
And then He walked in.
He paused in the door way, His dark
eyes finding her immediately, His gaze drenching her,
taking in every curve and valley of her
body. His gaze uniting with hers through the
mirror, dark and light melding, His mouth curved
nearly imperceptibly as He noticed her shiver slightly.
He walked through the large room slowly, His
gait garnering attention of its own, purposeful, slow
and radiating power. He was not overly large,
but the darkness about Him, an air He gave
off immediately secured the respect of those who
watched Him, the few women gathered taking in
a slow breath, careful to keep their reactions
unnoticed just as their companions tried as their
gazes returned again and again to the woman.
He stopped just behind her, with a cursory
glance and nod to the man a couple
stools away, who watched with unabashed interest.
She never turned in greeting but continued to
meet His gaze through the mirror.

"What are you drinking?"
His voice soft, as beautiful as a
mans voice could be, steel wrapped in velvet.

The fingertip circling the rim of her glass
paused, and for the first time her own
voice spilled into the cool air.
"Rum" The sound vibrated with husky sensuality, and
the man watching the Two gripped his own drink
a little more firmly in reaction, eyes narrowing
as he made no pretense of looking anywhere
else.

The Man looked up, dark eyes meeting the
bartenders and with a quick nod sent the
man off to fetch her another drink, His
gaze then meeting hers again.
"We couldn't let you grow parched now could
We" It wasn't a question as His lips curved,
drawing her gaze to His mouth for long
seconds, a soft pink hue rising in porcelain
skin.
He sat down on the stool separating her
from the other man, turning His back to
him, facing her.
"To Me"

It was all He needed to say, she
turned slowly on the stool and quickly found
her legs trapped between His as He moved
them forward along either side of her stool.
His gaze never breaking from her as He
laid a twenty on the bar as her
drink arrived and ordered His own.

"You look beautiful, I approve of the outfit"

Her eyes flashed in His gaze and her
mouth quivered before settling into a smile.
"Thank You, my Lover picked it out"

"Mmmm and do you think He imagined that
your body would be so perfectly outlined for
all to enjoy? Do you think He knew
how all eyes would drink you in?"

She shifted slowly her gaze lifting and colliding
with the mans behind Him, her cheeks beginning
to flush quite warmly, but her smile steady
as she answered.

"I believe He did."

"Show me"

Her eyes widened, her gaze sweeping the room,
noting the several pairs of eyes not so
covertly upon them. Her panicked glance returning to
Him.
He smiled, but His eyes bored into her
with intent. "Now."

Thick lashes fluttered down upon the high curves
of her cheeks and she swallowed softly, a
pale hand lifting, trembling fingertips touching the silken
material of the black halter, slipping beneath
to glide down exquisitely slow, her breathing growing
more labored as her fingers pulled gently at
the top and the ripe curve of her
left breast became more visible, the material caught
against the tautened nipple that surged to life
as His gaze followed her hand.

"He is watching?"

Her hand paused as she again met the
other mans gaze, his blue eyes wide and
glazed, cheeks rough with color, astonished at the
proceedings but very.....hard as he
greedily watch the beautiful flesh revealed.

"Yes"

He smile, and with deliberate slowness lifted His
own hand, the tip of His middle finger
dipping into the amber liquid of her drink,
and with a glittering gaze that held and
mesmerized her, used His ring finger to nudge
the black material aside a bit more, the
finger wet with her drink, touching the nipple
as its freed, feeling it grow more turgid
beneath His touch. Her flesh burned with the
heat of all the gazes not missing a
moment of this unbelievable interaction, mouths parting
incredulously, breath held. The man behind Him
gasping audibly as he watched the dark haired
Man grasp the nipple between thumb and forefinger
and roll it gently.

"You're wet"

She uncrossed her legs slowly, the top panel
of the skirt falling between beautifully long legs,
her hands trembling upon her thighs as she
whispered.

"Yes"

His free hand settled on her right thigh
and slowly pushed up the satin flesh, moving
under the skirt, His fingertips pressing into the
soft inner flesh of her thigh, smiling as
she obediently parted her thighs further, scooting forward
on the stool, knowing to the rest of
the bar, they could not really make out
in the low lit room what He was
doing, but aware the man behind Him could
see all, her cheeks on fire as sharp
white teeth bit into the flesh of her lower
lip.

"..please..........."

His fingers found exactly what He sought to
know, she wore no panties. He teased short,
silky curls, the tip of His middle finger
sliding up and down her moist slit with
meditated slowness, His other hand pulling the material
back over her nipple as He sat back
a little, enjoying the play of emotion in
her gaze as she tried to keep her
composure.

"Mmm..you are a good little slut.
You like knowing he can see My fingers
tease your pussy. Don't you.."

The tip of her tongue slid against her
lips, her gaze meeting that of the mans
over His shoulder. Holding his glance wantonly as
her excitement grew evident upon His fingers.

"Yes..............."

"Stand up"

He didn't remove His hand as she slid
from the stool completely. She stood between His
legs, her gaze holding that of the man
over her shoulder as she waited. Heart
racing so hard she could swear it was
audible to the room.

"Ah...I do believe it's My turn for
a drink" He reached with His right hand
for His own glass, raising it to His
lips and just as the clear liquid splashed
against His mouth, two fingers plunged deep and
without preamble into her heated walls, her pussy
immediately clenching and pulsating around His fingers
as they worked deep, fucking her as she
stood their between His thighs.

"Just..........what I needed. He murmured
as He set the glass to the counter.

"Is he still watching you..do you
think he can imagine his own fingers deep
in your pussy?"

His voice was so light, so conversational
as He continued to plunge His fingers into
her over and over, her legs trembling
as her hands reached out, steadying herself
against His forearms. The other man pressing
a hand to the bulge that rose up
hard in his trousers, watching her jerk so slightly
each time the Mans fingers drove deep, her
beautifully full lips parted, lashes quivering as her
eyes would close briefly each time.

"Yessssss..........ohhh God.........please...."

"Please what..............."

She shuddered as she concentrated completely on the
feel of His flesh pushing and dragging into
and out of the moist heat of her
pussy, aching as she braced herself, very
close to ..collapsing in need.

"Please..........I need.............I...."
Her voice softened and grew exquisitely husky
"..I need to be fucked." She was
speaking into the other mans gaze, watching
as his eyes grew dark with lust.

"And who do you need to....fuck
you, Mmmm? Anyone?" His fingers stopped
within her.

"You........i need You to
fuck me........ohhhhhhhhh please..."
The beautiful woman who had sat so quietly
and serenely at the bar..so aloof and
untouchable before the Mans arrival was whimpering and
writhing, pushing her hips down to try and
ride His fingers as they became drenched
with her honeyed wetness, gasping as she pushed
closer, feeling His cock hard against her lower
belly, her fingers gripping His arms.

He withdrew His hand and smoothed the skirt
down over her thighs. His laugh soft and
low, wrapping around her. "Slut."

She blushed and lifted a trembling hand to
take His hand and bring it to her
mouth, her tongue slithering out around His fingers,
her eyes darkened to midnight, suddenly her shyness
gone and replaced with an overwhelming need to
have...Him...bury His cock deep inside...
she leaned down and pressed her mouth
to His ear.....

"Fuck Your slut...........please"

He smiled..and reached into a pocket withdrawing
a key...dropping it into her palm
and curling her fingers around the key.

"Go to My room..undress...kneel and
bend over the chair by the window,
do not move until I come to you
and tell you, you may."

Her voice a whisper as she answered
"Yes Sir, thank You"

Her gaze drifted again to the man behind
His shoulder, her smile tremulous as she straightened
and turned...moving through the bar with
a return of the poised air that had
seemed a cloak of aloofness before His
arrival, heads turned, both male and female
in appreciation of her beauty.

He turned back to the bar, taking another
slow swallow of the clear liquid in His
glass, turning to smile lazily at the man beside
Him.

"Did you enjoy watching her?"

"D...Do you even know that woman?"
the man gasped, his voice filled with
amazement.

The dark eyed Man laughed as He stood.
"Some women just need a man to know
when she needs to be fucked good and
hard..." He winked and turned, leaving the
bar with the same slow purposeful gait, the
man at the bar left to stare after
Him in astonishment....

"...lucky Bastard.." he mumbled.....turning
back to the bar and ordering another drink
to wash away the picture of the womans
face as she gasped.

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He smiled as He found her exactly as
He'd directed, kicking off His shoes as His
gaze washed over her ass, curved so wonderfully
high into the air..her knees parted
softly, the silky curls gleaming in welcome.
He walked up quietly, reaching out to trail
a finger down her back, roughly gripping her
ass cheeks, pushing them apart as He knelt,
His cock freed, teasing the pouty lips of
her sex as He leaned over her, pressing
a kiss to the curve of her neck.

"Did you call the sitter?" there was a smile
lighting His voice as He plunged quick and
hard into her..fingers curling into her
hips, feeling her surge back to meet Him.

"Yesssssssssss......" a soft laugh as she gasped...
a smile curving her mouth fully as He
fucked her at last.

"Good girl......you were very good down
there...I almost had you straddle me..but
wouldn't have wanted to give the poor guy
a coronary."

She laughed softly..throwing her head back,
thick curtains of vibrant red hair spilling down
her back, teasing His fingers..
"I very nearly had a coronary...."

He laughed again softly and suddenly delivered a
firm smack to her ass cheek, watching the
fair flesh flood with pink, smiling.....

"Mmm...I've a feeling you enjoyed it
more than you'd admit..........
My little slut.....now...quiet
that mouth and show your Husband how very
much you want to Please Him"

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