Author's Note: All characters are over the age of 18. This story is a work of fiction. Please do not republish on other platforms without my express permission.
Wow, I had no idea the last story would be so lengthy (haha, laugh it up). I want to test out something less ambitious which was how this story came to be: short and sweet!
Constructive criticism welcomed. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!!
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"I can't believe I traveled all this way and I STILL don't get the role!" Yvonne Strahovski huffs as she throws the bundle of papers into the bin.
The actress lies back on her hotel room bed as she rubs her temples. She'd been auditioning for months now with no luck. Sure, she wasn't as young as when she starred in Chuck, but she ate well and exercised regularly so it did sting when the director told her she wasn't the right fit. What the hell was the right fit then?
Yvonne was fuming and decided to change for the gym. She needed to expend the excess energy and a good workout usually did the trick. As she ran on the treadmill, some of the other men at the gym were gawking as a light sheen of sweat coats her body.
She was wearing a pink sports bra and matching shorts which left little to the imagination as her athletic form flexes from the exertion. Yvonne was oblivious to this because she had her air pods in and her mind was on what to do next with her career. There was a possibility she could find something here in China. It wouldn't be as lucrative, but a job was a job, right?
A few hours later, she was back on the bed in a terrycloth robe as she finishes her dinner. As bad as her situation was, the workout and the food had helped to alleviate her mood. The hotel was a big plus too because it was located close to the city and it offered a lot of complimentary amenities.
Yvonne considered just staying in for the rest of the day, but she still had too much energy. The night was young and she had four days left here so why not enjoy it? She'd probably never come back to China anyway.
Throwing on a tight, sleeveless black turtleneck and dark blue jeans, Yvonne exits the hotel drawing the eyes of the staff and the guests. She smiles to herself as her heels click against the sidewalk. Her breasts weren't the biggest, but the top was snug enough to show off her slim torso and flat tummy while the jeans exclusively highlighted her firm, round ass.
It was definitely an attention-seeking move and Yvonne was pleased at the reactions from the locals. The men would stop what they were doing and stare with some of them crashing into light poles while the women gave her disapproving looks. She loved knowing she could have this kind of power over people. Forget the acting role; she'd rather feel appreciated and desired!
Yvonne was lounging at the bar as she drains her glass. The earthy taste of the whiskey burns her throat and does a great job in melting away all her troubles. There were several guys who came up to hit on her, to which she politely declined each time. She just wanted to be alone and enjoy the alcohol for the moment. The bartender was very nice to her, giving some generous pours which she definitely didn't mind. His English wasn't too great, but she did enjoy flirting with him. It was a nice warm up and it was fun getting the shy young man to slowly unravel. It was clear he had a thing for her and she didn't mind leaning forward to show off her creamy cleavage.
The music changes as it gets later in the night, becoming more upbeat and loud. She was surprised to see how similar it was to the club tunes in America. The big difference was the crowd. There was a huge disparity between the ratio of guys to girls. And they were all young too. She'd heard about the problems with the one-child policy and it was surreal to see it in practice. A lot of the guys were dancing with each other or by themselves and she felt bad for them.
Yvonne finishes her drink and closes out her tab. She then walks over to a group of guys and starts dancing. It was too loud to really speak, but the boys understood her body language and made room for her to join. They were all enraptured by her sensual movements as she swayed her womanly hips to the beat. She flashes them all a bright smile as she scans the group.
Finding the most awkward guy, she grabs his hand and pulls him towards her. He was looking around nervously to find approval from his buddies, but she doesn't give him the chance to chicken out. Instead, she grasps both his hands and uses his arms to move to the music. The young man clumsily shuffles his feet to keep up, but once he gets used to the beat, she lets go. He looks up, astonished, as he now moves with relative ease.
She smiles then turns and gestures for the other guys to come closer. They were hesitant so she closes the gap by dancing close to them. It was clear they didn't have a lot of experience with women so her forwardness was catching them off guard. Yvonne could feel their curious eyes as they drank in her feminine curves and it made her move more provocatively. The loud thumping of the beat, the smell of alcohol mixed with sweat, and the pulsing lights were really awakening her inner vixen.
The blonde actress was emboldened as she raises her arms above her head and begins to undulate suggestively, making sure to really thrust her pelvis for the boys. However, their Eastern upbringing was preventing them from acting as they gawk at her. She finds the first boy she danced with and gives him a sultry look as she gestures him to come to her with her index finger.
He gulps nervously, but this time he doesn't look around for approval. Their rapport was already established and he tepidly moves forward. Yvonne doesn't grab him this time because she is curious to see how he will react.
She sees him inhale and exhale several times before he moves close to dance with her. His friends cheer him on as the young Chinese man dances with the beautiful American woman. Yvonne grins as she then places her arms around his shoulder and brushes her hips teasingly against him as a reward. Even though they were clothed, she felt the excitement shoot through her body. It's been so long since she felt like this, free and sexy.
Their friend's act of bravery motivates the other boys to crowd around her. She moves to each boy to give them special attention, making sure to lightly touch and leave them wanting for more. The young men then didn't even wait for her before some of them move behind her.
Yvonne groans to herself as they boldly grind against her. She returns the favor and leans her head back, exposing her neck. Her long blonde hair was tied up in a bun so her delicate skin was ripe for the taking. Yet, it was apparently too much for the boys because none of them take the bait. She was disappointed, but there were other ways to get her rocks off. The woman pulls the Chinese youth in front of her so their crotches are touching.
She underestimates how good it felt to be sandwiched and have her ass and pussy stimulated like this. The boys push and cozy up to her, eager to feel her body. Yvonne was sweating and her nether regions were equally as wet as she moves like a cat in heat. Her lust drives her to force the young man behind her to run his hand up the sides of her torso and the one in front to run his along her hips.
They were all too happy to comply as the fire in her was compounded with each touch from the boys. Their gentle touches felt very erotic and Yvonne was very close to climaxing. However, as fate would have it, the music ends. The boys suddenly back off as if they just snapped out of a trance.
She brushes strands of her hair from her sweaty forehead and smiles at them.
"You boys did great. Thanks for keeping me company."
