An Unforgettable Encounter

I studied my every feature in the mirror, making sure everything was perfect. I looked good in my skirt, which barely reached mid thigh. After making sure not a single strand of hair was astray, I slipped on my white platform sandals. This would be a fabulous night, I told myself as I headed out the door and hopped in the car. I was determined to get what I had been wanting for the past two weeks and confident that I would be getting it.

Stepping inside the door, I was engulfed in heat produced by the swarm of people moving to the music before my eyes and the essence of grinding, hot bodies. Scoping out the crowd, I spotted I few hot specimens, all of whom appeared to be taken at the moment.

Then, there he was. He stood at the bar with a dazed look on his face.. pondering something, I decided. There was an air about him that drew me in. The moment I laid eyes on him it was like the whole place had gone silent. The music stopped. The motion around me had ceased and all my senses but one had been somehow shut off. For a minute, all I could do was watch him in awe. He was something out of a fantasy; one of those men you could see on almost every cover of every Harlequin romance novel ever published. He had a strong muscular body, tanned to perfection, and his green eyes sparkled as brightly as the golden band wrapped around his left ring finger...and that wasn't about to stop me.

When I came out of my subconscious state of mind, I pulled myself together and walked over to the bar. He was even more amazing up close. I ordered a drink, even though I didn't want one. As I sat there, two seats away from my dream man, I tried to gather enough courage to ask him his name. Then I realized I didn't want to know his name.. that wasn't what I needed from him. I subtly moved over a seat.

"What are you doing here all alone?" I asked him, hoping he heard me over the music.

"I really don't know to, tell you the truth," his deep voice answered. He turned to me and looked into my eyes. They told me how filled with loneliness he was better than any words could have. "Trying to figure out what went wrong, I guess."

I could tell he had had more than enough to drink already, and I decided to take advantage of that. I hadn't worn anything under my short halter skirt and thinking about what I wanted from him I felt a drop of wetness roll down the inside of my thigh. I didn't try to hide it. As he gave me the once-over twice I knew he saw it.

We talked for another two minutes and by then I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I said no more and took his hand in mine. I guided him away from the crowd and through the door to the back stairwell. I felt his strong hands press my body to the cold, hard concrete wall as he got closer to me. He put his lips to mine and soon his tongue was exploring my mouth. I felt his hardness against my stomach.

After we both could take no more, I unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down to his ankles. He smiled a little then, his rock hard member at full attention. Soon after, my legs were around his waist, his hands on my ass cheeks, and all of his eight inches buried deep within my dripping love hole. His lips brushed my neck and he caught my halter tie between his teeth. He tugged at it and soon my breasts were exposed to the cool night air. My nipples instantly hardened and he took one in his mouth. I moaned softly as he slid his cock slowly, then faster, in and out of my pussy. His lips returned to my waiting mouth and we kissed passionately, my nipples brushing against his hairless chest as he fucked me hard against the wall.

After a blissful five minutes of this, my nameless lover laid me down on the landing. I clung to his warm body, his dick still planted in my cunt. I knew he was getting closer and closer to coming. His breathing quickened along with his thrusts. Soon after, he came deep within my pussy. We kissed for a few minutes, then he slipped back inside. I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and then headed for the door. I caught a last glimpse of him before I headed home to my cold, empty bed. I never saw him again or even knew his name, but I knew that it would never matter.