I have only known her a week, yet after having met her in one of the areas most popular nightclubs, I can’t get her out of my head. As I sit here at my desk remembering that Friday night, I am still in awe. She was sitting at a table in one of the many rooms of the club, with a little skinny blonde, and they seemed to be having a heated discussion. As I walked up the stairs I saw her, striking red hair, with blonde streaks, a pretty innocent face, kissable lips, but eyes that said, “If you think I’m sweet and innocent, you have another thing coming."
She was wearing simple clothes, nothing that said, “come over big boy": simple jeans, and a blue shirt that simply said ‘Porn Star". Her hair was in a ponytail and she had no makeup on, odd in a meat market like that. The other one, well, she was wearing more make-up than I thought you could cake on, but the red hair, she was stunning, simply fuckable (possible keeper).
I sat here at my desk remembering how I had just gone up to her and started talking, not meaning to interrupt, but wanting to talk to this woman with such an appeal. I still don’t know where I dug up the Nerve to talk to this Earthly Goddess, but I did, and I am still in a wave of shock and happiness over it. She looked up, and in one graceful move asked me to sit down, and her friend smiled and said she would talk to her later. I introduced myself as Jason, her name was Holly, something sweet to go with the face, and she was 22, single, and had been in a argument about a date she had been on with her friend and her other roommate.
I came to find out that it had been a blind date, and the one who was supposedly hers had decided to go with the blonde that she had been sitting with, and she wasn’t mad, but disappointed and a little down about it. I told her that he was an idiot for choosing the blonde. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen (thinking to myself). She laughed, and said, “Well, you haven’t seen my big ass walking around, most people like little girls like Jennifer." Later I found out that Jennifer was her roommate along with a brunette named Sarah.
After twenty minutes of chatting, I was still charmed by her grace and her tendency to laugh freely, and even more shocked when she stood up and I could look at her at whole. She wasn’t a thin model, the type you see on porn sites, or in magazines, she was voluptuous, and statuesque. She was shorter than me but she had a perfect shape. Classic curves, wide hips, a rounded pooch, the kind of thing that most women that don’t have it obsessed about. She had a small waist, not the smallest, but enough to look like an hourglass, and she had huge, round and perfect breasts. I was aroused when she got out of her seat to stand up.
I watched her as she went and hugged someone she knew and I thought, man, I would like to see myself with that ass in my hands and my cock buried inside her. Naughty me.... I had to think of something else to keep my cool. She came back and flashed a smile and grabbed my hand, cause she wanted to go back downstairs and see some of her friends, and she whispered in my ear that she found me interesting and didn’t want to let me go, and with that we went down the stairs.
