Alex was the typical girl Derik was looking for. Long sexy legs, tight firm ass, beautifully toned body, long arms, gorgeous fingers, high full breasts and sensual lips. Derik had tried and tried to get Alex to date him but to no avail. She seemed more interested in her writing than guys, until recently.
She had been paying a little more attention to her extra-ciricular activities. She arrived at the party with her friend Lindsay about an hour after Derik. He was loitering around the keg with his mates discussing the ins and outs of football, who would win this years superbowl things etc. when he noticed her. His jaw almost hit the floor. He felt a heatwave run wild in his pants having to move to the other side of the keg to hide the growing bulge in his pant leg.
Alex had worn a short black dress with thin straps, her hair falling in loose waves over her shoulders and high black strap stiletto’s, her toes painted the same red as her lips. She was gorgeous, he thought. He had a sudden desire to jerk off right then and there but was interrupted by his mate slapping his back, "Fuck me!" his mate said. "What a fucking beauty" pointing in Alex and Lindsay's direction.
Lindsay wasn't all that to look at, and she was known more for her liking of girls snatches than of a mans manhood. Derik had known Alex for about 2 years through a few of his mates who knew her brother. He'd asked her to a movie a few times and then again to the football but she politely declined saying she rarely socialised outside her close-knit group of friends as she was busy finishing her novel and really didn't need any outside distractions. Derik understood but was hurt at the same time. He didn't think he was all that bad, at least Sheri hadn't complained when she fucked his brains out on July 4th last year in her parents bed while they were away over the long weekend.
He stood at just over 6feet tall, short brown hair and a pretty well toned body. His college football training had definitely paid off he thought as he adjusted the hard lump now a stiff pole bursting to pop out his pants.
Lindsay brushed his arm lightly as she reached for a plastic cup.
"Is that a kink in your pants, or are you just happy to see me, D?" Lindsay cooed, her long brown hair falling forward over her shoulder.
"Why don't you unzip them and find out!" Derik shot back, standing back and folding his arms across his chest, now quite happy to display his hard erection.
"Might just hold you to that later," she threw over her shoulder as she walked away, "when I’ve had plenty more to drink" she laughed.
Derik was smiling to himself thinking how good this night might end up being if only he could get Alex Andrews. Speaking of her to himself, he caught site of her slowly walking up the stairs towards the bathroom. He followed her not long after, but was surprised when he found the bathroom empty. He bagman his quest to find her. His search was soon over when he opened the door to the main bedroom and saw her standing in the dark looking through whit lace curtains out the window.
He almost died at the site of her silhouette. Her breasts were revealing in her dress and her legs shapely against the moonlight. Her hair caressing her shoulder and shining brightly. He stepped through the doorway and gently closed the door behind him. He silently turned the key and walked over to Alex. He was standing behind her following her gaze out the window. There were two squirrels running and playing along one of the oak tree branches outside the open window and the breeze that flowed through hardened her nipples under the thin material of her dress.
Derik slid a hand lightly up her upper arm and over her shoulder, sliding her hair away and gently kissing her neck.
