The bar was where I would go to pick the right man for the job.
I would sit in my usual spot, sip on my whiskey and coke, and look out onto the smoked filled bar. It was hardly packed as I studied the faces. My blue eyes caught the attention of an older man in his late thirties.
He was devishly good looking with sideburns and brown eyes. I slipped off my stool and claimed my next victim.
"Hey." My voice came out like silk over the noisy bar. His brown eyes looked up and down once before nodding his approval. I smirked.
The man's voice came out like a baritone, but rougher. "Hey sweet thing, what are you doing in a biker bar without the protection of a strong man?"
My laugh came out like a sound of bells. "Oh mystery man," I said winking. "Where have you been all my life?"
"Right here, every friday night. I must rescue you from this dangerous environment. Shall we?" He said knowing full well what my intentions were.
I downed my cold drink and he did the same. We smoothly passed the couples on the bikers dance floor and pushed ourselves out into the cold night air laughing.
The dark mystery man grabbed my hand and led me to a harley. Lifting me up onto the bike he leaned in for a kiss and I deepened it quickly. I pulled at his goatee and nibbled at his ear while whispering sweet nothings.
We made way to the long highway ahead and ended up at a deserted street with lonely buildings. He pulled me off the bike swiftly and rubbed along my hips and cupped my full round ass.
We walked swiftly up the steps to the apartment and opened the door quickly to get inside. The apartment was dimly lit with a spacious open plan and a bar near the kitchen.
He pulled at the leather jacket as he kissed me roughly. He unzipped it slowly to reveal a black laced bra with a skull dangling between my double D breasts.
"Cute." The man smirked, making his way to my breasts. He cupped them and licked the top of my breasts as he pushed the bra out of the way.
The mystery man pulled out a switch blade and I felt my inner spirit give way to a new warmth downstairs. He cut the bra in two and it fell from my breasts. He tipped them into his mouth and sucked hard causing me to moan deeply.
My leather panties were soaked beyond repair. He turned his attention to my leather pants and began unbuttoning them with a tortured slow movement. I pulled at his shirt ripping it in half savoiring the sweet flesh of dark tanned skin of abs and muscle.
"Torture me, baby." I said seductively. My skin tight leather pants was nothing more than a pool at my feet. My boots had long been discarded.
