That night was the most painful and yet pleasurable experience of my entire life. First of all, one has to put this in perspective: I'm a 20 year old college student who drinks… a lot. Yet I felt a strange emptiness, an emptiness that can best be described as the one you get knowing that the most grotesque specimen of woman would not sleep with you. Knowing this, it came much to my surprise to receive an invitation to a "private party" from a girl that didn't even know I existed. Granted, I had seen her a million times in French class, but I had only momentarily glanced at her and she never, never looked back. All of a sudden I was going to a party! You know those moments on movies where something really cool happens and you hear, "Alleluia!" Well, that was one of those moments. I accepted the invitation in stride… oh, who in the hell am I kidding, I grinned the entire day, and my professors' harassing comments couldn't even wipe the smirk off of my face. My smirk remained with me all the way to French class, and she, noticing me for what seemed like but couldn't have been the first time, smiled back. I felt powerful.
I was to realize just how powerless I was that night. She had given me specific details on how to get to her house, but had left no number to call in case I got lost. Understanding that an opportunity like this occurs once every millennium to one out of a million unattractive men, I meticulously followed the directions until I had found my destination. The moon was high and full in the sky, as it was 12:00. I didn't realize parties started this late, and evidently they didn't for I did not see a single car there! I hopped out of my vehicle, took one deep breath of the night humors, and knocked on the door. No one answered. I sighed restlessly and knocked again, I supposed it to be some sort of prank that someone had devised to make me look like a fool. I had to confess, it was working, no wait, someone was at the door all of a sudden! Although I didn't even notice the door open, there she was in all of her angelic splendor. She adorned herself with a diamond necklace, and was wrapped in a loose silk gown that flowed down to her thighs. My face was flushed for I could see right through the thing! She didn't wear a bra or panties, and I stammered to get the words out of my mouth.
"Uh, where is everyone else?"
There was a tone in her laugh that I had never heard before from anyone, and as she spoke honey flowed from her tongue, "We are all here. I did tell you this was a private party, did I not?"
I looked down as I smiled but she quickly grabbed my arm in a grip of steel and pulled me through the door. I felt as if the vampire had bid me enter his abode. The house was nice enough; there really wasn't anything spectacular about it. After she pulled me in I didn't see her for a couple of minutes. I nervously stood around the living room, smacking my hands together and then I felt two arms come around me and hold me like a vice. Her arms were clasped around my chest, and even if I wanted to escape from that embrace there would be no release. She placed her left hand on my heart and whispered into my ear, "Your heart is racing. You want me don't you?" As she said this her soft brown hair caressed my cheek. I shuddered to even hear the words, but my manhood could not be denied in her arms.
"Of course I want you, I've always wanted you." I began to ask her of her intentions but before I could open my mouth she began to blow in my ear at first, and then gently nibbling. It felt gentle at first, but it began to get harder and I could see the blood trickling down my shirt. She must have realized the intensity of the pain because she stopped suddenly and gasped, "Drinks! I forgot the drinks!" Being the alcoholic that I am, I warmly welcomed the invitation of drinks and the chance to calm the swelling in my pants. I must admit that the pain had deeply aroused me and my pulse had quickened. She came back with two glasses of Jack Daniels. Now that's my girl! Most women would have preferred champagne or wine, but to come back with my favorite drink, how did she know? I thanked her and we sat down in utter silence. She downed her glass in mere seconds; I was pressed to follow her lead.
