"Are you sure this is the place?" Von's eyes searched for the entrance.
"Yep. Google says we have arrived." said emphatic Chad, stage actor, Airbnb superhost, and part-time Uber driver. The sky blue Prius slowed to a stop at a quintessential NYC alleyβ-red brick exteriors, a lone flickering street lamp, darkened doorways, and even a half-open dumpster pushed up against a 9-foot high chainlink fence way at the back. She hesitated with the door handle.
The app said this was the place. "What did you get me into, Red?" Von let out a deep breath. Now, Red wasn't a personβit was a new, hot app, the full moniker being REDD2F, a blatant call to action for any adventurous pleasure seekers. Access to the app was extremely exclusive, and once accepted you had to pay a subscription fee to get matched. Somehow one drunken night Von got referred through a friend of a friend who thought she could really use some dick and that brought her to tonight.
She'd had about all the virtual winks and squeezes she could take. She had a physical need to satisfy and the clock was running out on her first encounter. The app was strict on that too. No voyeurs or teases allowed. You had to be down to get dirty fast or you were out. Von was as ready as she'd ever be.
Von felt some relief once she spied the stairwell marked with a red neon sign. It was the letters RED inside the outline of a woman's lips. "Oh, I see it," she exclaimed. "Thanks." Von tipped Chad a couple bucks and tapped a 5-star rating. "Good luck on Friday... er... break a leg!" she chimed, shutting the door.
The blue dot on the map indicated that her match had already arrived and was waiting on location. The sidewalk pulsed with low bass from a dance club nearby, and Von could feel it in her feet. Her heart pumped faster and her breath became shallow. A purplish glow from what she could only assume was a lounge beckoned the adventure seeker in her.
Von was 5'4" with a petite frame. Her 4-inch heels clicked and clopped as she made her way down the narrow and steep concrete stairs. To complete strangers on the street, Von was sexy, mysterious, and a bad girl with jet black hair and blunt cut bangs. To people who knew her at work, she was the smartest one in the room. Von paired style with professional drive, but all that focus left her personal life lacking. She was the one person who could get things done on client projects or company growth, but she'd failed when it came to relationships or fun pretty much across the board. Tonight, she wanted to change all that and let loose.
She got to the door just as it had started to rain.
"Talk about timing," a tall, olive-skinned man in his twenties greeted her with smiling almond eyes. "Wouldn't want you to get too wet." The sudden downpour kicked up from the sidewalk and splashed against the door's glass. "Sorry, I couldn't help it," he blushed. His quip was obviously pointed at where they both now found themselves. Von flashed a smile back at the handsome stranger.
"So you're my blue dot," she replied. His silliness had put her at ease. RED had set them up, but maybe they were a good match after all.
All but the entrance was dimly lit. Strands of purple Christmas lights twinkled from the ceiling. Lowlight votives tickled hurricane glass atop cocktail tables intimately tucked away at the sides of the room. Couples blended into the background in the lounge. The energy was sensual, seductive and surprisingly private.
The attraction between them was instant. A tad warm from the combination of nerves and arousal, Von shimmied out of her vintage leather jacket. The sexy stranger looked her all over as he helped her out of her coat. Von hadn't dressed up for this date apart from matching her undergarments. The app recommended first-timers come as they are.
"Being yourself is the most natural thing in the world," RED said. "Trust our matching algorithm to pair you with a partner that suits your needs. You have to be you to have fun, so be yourself."
Von's round breasts filled out her tight black tee and her nipple rings pressed through the thin fabric. His eyes fixated on her chest. His cock pulsed as he imagined running his tongue over the sweet, delicate flesh and the cold metal. Von met the hunger in his eyes and arched her back a little more.