I push open the doors to the club and look around to see if there is anyone worth talking to. It's only a Tuesday night and not too busy but there are a couple of prospects by the bar. I pause to check out my reflection in the mirrored glass framing the doorway and smile, pleased with my appearance. My tight tank top hugged my firm, full tits beneath the thin shirt, stopping just above my slender waist revealing my flat stomach. A short black skirt covered my ass revealing no panty lines. I ran my fingers through my shoulder length black hair, loving the feel of the loosely curled locks about my shoulders. I looked hot tonight.
As I walked to the bar I was aware of the attention of the other men and women in the bar, watching as my as swayed with every stride. The strappy heels I wore gave my hips a natural swing and a bounce in my step that caused my tits to wobble slightly as I walked.
The barman was busy so I looked around the room again, checking out the occupants. There were a couple of business men looking me over, a few couples ignoring me whilst one or two checked me out. I smile at one young man who was staring at my tits earning a slap from his jealous looking partner. I see the barman walking over and turn back to the bar just as a man steps behind me.
"Hello, Emma, no Tom tonight?"
His voice is a husky rasp with a touch of authority in it that makes my blood tingle. I turn and look him over. Jackpot, I thought, as I stare at the black tshirt hugging a chest so ripped I had to stop myself from tearing his shirt off. Whoa, girl, I told myself, let's just savour the moment and see where it leads. His black leather jacket seemed to enhance his muscular frame, giving him an imposing appearance that made my pussy clench in anticipation. Denim stretched taut over powerful thighs whilst there was a definite bulge in his crotch that made my mouth water. Tonight was suddenly looking good.
"He's away for the week," I reply looking up into his face as I wonder how he knew me. His black hair was cropped close to his skull in a military cut. His skin was tanned, faint wrinkles at the corners of his grey eyes as though he squinted against the sun a lot. His nose had been broken once, judging by the slight bump at the bridge, and his lips, god, his lips were firm and full and had me imagining all sorts of things. He seemed vaguely familiar but I couldn't place where I'd seen him before. I was certain I would have remembered a body like his.
He smiled as though satisfied with my answer and let his eyes wander slowly down my body. I saw him pause at my tits and unconsciously thrust my chest out slightly, pushing them against the tight fabric of my shirt. I knew my nipples were hard, my own little hard on, thrusting towards him.
"Buy me a drink?"
"What do you fancy?"
You, I wanted to say but held my tongue. "JD and coke?"
"Sure. Double?"
I nod thinking he knows my preference already.
He orders a beer for himself along with my drink. I watch him paying, feeling a shiver run over me at his long, firm fingers and rough looking hands. This was not some soft handed business man who worked out to look tough. This was a real man and I wanted him.
"You look better in real life than those pictures Tom sent me of the beach party last summer," he said, sipping the cold drink. "I printed one off and hung it on the barrack's wall, the one of you rubbing sun cream on Bailey. You looked like you were having fun."
My eyes widened as I wondered how he'd gotten hold of the picture. I knew the party he was talking about but how had he got a picture? There had only been me and Bailey and Tom and his cousin Warren, Bailey's boyfriend. I look hard at him, tracing his features, they look familiar but I imagine them older. Then it dawns on me, this is Mike, Tom's stepbrother. Wow. He'd changed since I'd last seen his five years ago. He'd developed muscles where he didn't have any before and a hardness that made me tremble in anticipation.
"We did," I reply. I remembered the fun Bailey and I had had after the boys had gone home. "It was a fun weekend." I took a long drink, savouring the bite of the whiskey and the burn as it went down. "What are you doing in town?"
"Got a couple of days leave and thought I'd have some fun myself."
Oh boy, this got better and better. I move in closer to him, my tits just brushing that hard chest. A charge of lust arcs down from my tits to my pussy making it spasm in anticipation. I like my lips and look him in the eye. "What sort of fun do you fancy?"
"Something where I can update the photo wall, cheer up my room mates." He pulled his phone out of his pocket and placed it on the bar. It was one of the new, expensive ones with a high quality camera and video recorder. I tingle all over, my mind imagining the fun we could have with that.
I finish my drink in one go, my tongue snaking round my lips to get the last of the whiskey. "My place is near hear, ten minutes' drive."
"My car's outside. Shall we go and have some fun?"
"Yes," I breathe, wondering if it was possible to cum from anticipation.
He took hold of my elbow. "Will you do what I say?" his voice a rough rasp sending shivers through my body. I nod, powerless to resist his hold over me. "Walk out in front of my, swaying that ass of yours."
I give him a wicked smile and walk towards the door, deliberately exaggerating my stride so my ass moves from side to side. I can feel his eyes on me as I go out to the car park.
"My car's in the corner," he says behind me. I can feel the heat of his cock through his jeans and my skirt. "Take your top off when you get there."
I walk towards the pickup parked in a dark corner out of view of the club. Reaching it I whip my shirt and top off and turn to face him. He's got his camera out, filming me. I feel my juices start to flow.
"Play with your tits for the camera."
I run my hands up to my tits, rubbing around them but avoiding the nipples as they start to harden more. I have large nipples that men love and I wanted them to be fully hard for Mike. I lift one up to my mouth, my tongue licking against the soft skin. He moves closer with the camera as I roll my nipples between my finger and thumb. My pussy is wet, my body trembling. I've never been so turned on before.
"Talk to the camera, Emma."
"Like my tits, Mike? They feel so good, so full and my nipples so hard." I pull on them. "This is your mouth sucking them, hard." I see him adjust his pants as he continues to film. "You suck them so hard I can feel it in my pussy." I lick my fingers and rub their wet tips around my aching nipples, the evening coolness peaking them even further.
"Get in the car," he orders as he goes round to the driver's door.
