The Games Afoot

On the car ride home I think about the interaction we just had and how I can get Eileenalisa back into bed. Her body, her smell, her delicious pussy; it's all I can think about. She is a fucking smokeshow. The total package. And so god damned damaged! Just the way I like my women, with some battle scars. The unlived life is unexamined and without examination there is no growth.

I wonder what her damage is? Ex lover left her with some baggage? Maybe she's a widow. Or maybe she was just raised spoiled and now she can't deal with the world. That's my damage. Although, certainly not everyone's. The key is getting through it. Whatever your pain is. Whatever broke you. You gotta feel it. Only way passed is through. So how do I get her to feel it? To let me in? Clearly she's got her walls up. Maybe just existing in her life is enough.

From this thread of logic that I will devise my plan. I'll start going to the bar I met her at. She said she's a regular. She's gotta be the one to approach me. I can't force anything on her. Clearly, she likes to take the lead. We'll see what happens from there. I think this could actually be fun! The chase is on! Well, not exactly. I'm going to make myself available to her. But I won't chase her. That wouldn't work anyway.

A week later I'm sitting at the bar, in the same chair she met me in. I got there an hour earlier, so that I can be talking to someone else if she shows up at the same time. And sure enough, in she struts. She's wearing fishnet stalkings and very little else. You could easily call her "top" napkins. They are little squares covering her nipples and a series of intricate interleaved thick threads. Almost like she is walking around tied up. Maybe she's into that? Hopefully I get to bed her again, so I can find out for certain.

She can tell I'm subtly eyeing her and avoids my gaze on purpose. But I catch a smile graze her face. I'm talking to a very nice red head. Her name is Sarah. She's nothing special, but very nice. She has kind eyes, a warm smile and perhaps not the most interesting job. She works retail at a clothing store and she loves to complain about her coworkers. Currently she's venting, basically a mile a minute about how her coworker Andrea was being a bitch last week. Apparently they've had a fued for a few months now and Sarah can't understand why.

I'm smiling and nodding along. Then an idea hits me. In one fluid motion I stand up and grab Sarah by the waste and hand. "May I have this dance?" I ask after the fact. Sarah blushes at my forwardness and meekly replies "Sure". You can tell she's pleased that I made a move. Eileenalisa drops her drink across the bar. I can't be sure if the two events are related. But she seems upset.

Sarah continues to talk about her coworkers as I twirl and spin her around. She moves rather well. Perhaps Sarah took dance lessons? Hmm, might make her a good lay. Perhaps we'll explore that. After a few songs, Sarah asks to sit and talk more. I agree and just as we are sitting down Eileenalisa walks over, seemingly huffy.

"Oh hi there Elly! How is your night going?" Sarah smiles brightly at Eileenalisa. I guess they are close? "Fine, Sarah". Eileenalisa shots her a mirthless smile. Well this is awkward. "Won't you introduce me to your friend, Sarah?" There is emphasis on Sarah's name. Like Eileenalisa is gritting her teeth to hold back her frustration.

"Oh this is Conrad. He started talking to me about an hour or so ago. He's a really good listener! I was telling him about Andrea and how she keeps taking my commissions. Oh it just gets me so mad. I don't understand what she has it out for me for. I mean we used to be such good friends!" Eileenalisa is glaring at me the whole time Sarah is talking. So Sarah just sort of stops when she realizes she isn't getting Eileenalisa's attention.

"Oh Conrad, it's so nice to meet you." She seems very annoyed when she says this. "Darling, do you mind if I steal this man away from you, just for a tick." Eileenalisa seems genuinely sincere and smiles brightly at Sarah as she asks. Clearly she holds great affection for Sarah and wants to protect her from me. Not a bad call considering I was just thinking about fucking her.

"Of of course Elly!" Sarah puts on a fake smile for a moment and then appears a little disappointed. "This way Mr. Conrad" And with that Eileenalisa struts away pointing with a finger for me to follow. It feels more like she's holding onto an invisible leash and there is a collar around my neck as I follow her, a few steps behind.

We get out into the back ally of the bar and Eileenalisa looks furious. "What are you doing here? I mean we had a nice night together, but why are you back? And why are you talking to Sarah. That poor girl is impressionable. What are you trying to do, turn her life upside down? You know she's not like you and me." Her nostrils are flaring.

"Woah, woah. First of all it's nice to see you again." I beam her a big smile. This makes her even madder. Then she bites her lip and turns her head. "It's nice to see you too. So you gunna answer my questions or what?" She says clearly pouting a little.

"Okay, so you kicked me out of your place. After I might I add a night of mind blowing universe shattering sex. Which I don't personally understand. But hey, to each their own. I mean look, I'm not gunna chase you. But I'm gunna stick around in case I get lucky enough for it to happen again." I give her a wink at the end.

Now she is blushing super hard. She bites her lip hard and makes a call in her head. She pounces on me. Her kisses are fast and furious, like she's been as hungry for my lips as I have been for hers. She's animalistic, pinning me to the wall and hungrily licking and biting whatever is available. I return form and grab and pull at her clothes. I'm running my hands over her arms and ass, doing my best to stimulate her as much as she stimulates me.

She lifts my shirt and starts to lick my chest. She rubs my nipples and kisses the nape of my neck. Before I know it my pants are down around my knees and she is sucking me off. I can tell my dick has been on her mind and she can't help herself but bury it as deep as you can in her mouth. I fight back the moans, but she won't settle for less than me whimpering with pleasure. After what feels like eons of pleasure, I cum in her mouth. She sucks it down in gulps. I usually don't cum this much or this hard.

Now it's my turn. I kick off my shoes, remove my pants, then spin her around and show her what I can do. I lift her nipple coverings and suck on her erect nipples. Then I put them back and get down on my knees. I take off her shorts and discover she isn't wearing underwear. I'm even more turned on. I lift her up so her back is against the wall and her thighs are resting on my shoulders. I look up into her eyes and see her smiling wide. Hold onto my head. She obliges and presses my face to her pussy. I lick and suck her clit. It's not long before she is staining my stubble with her cum.

I lick and suck in different directions, never staying with a pattern for too long. All at once I hear the orgasm build as her legs start to buckle. She cums hard. Harder than she did the first time. I set her down on the ground kiss her and then spin her around. I'm inside her within seconds and she is nice and wet. Her pussy is lathered in cum and saliva, just the way I like it.

I fuck her hard and deep and fast. It's aggressive and animalistic. Hedonistic. There are no rules. No rhythm. I'm just doing whatever feels good, whatever feels right.

After what feels like forever, we return inside the bar. Our hair deshelved and are clothes mussed. Sarah looks upset. "Elly, again!? Why do you do this every time?" Eileenalisa's eyes go from serene and glazed to remorse. I interlace my fingers into hers and bring her close. "I'll go talk to her. You were only trying to defend her honor." Eileenalisa is surprised. She's clearly upset and accepts.