The man in the far corner caught my eye. He was tall and slender with rich dark skin and the sexiest of smiles. I knew exactly who he was, I'd seen him many times before, but I hadn't expected to see him in the club and his presence evoked the same reaction it always did - sheer panic!
Red-cheeked and flustered I could hardly look at the man of my dreams let alone cross the crowded dance floor to speak to him. I wished I could. I longed to stride confidently up to him, introduce myself and seduce him with my feminine wiles but my nerves always failed me. It had been that way for years.
Daniel Harvey was my idol, my perfect man. He'd been at the same school as me but as he was two years older, he hadn't been in any of my classes. My cousin played football with him every weekend but had never introduced us and my best friend once went on a blind date with his brother - it didn't go well as I recall. Daniel and I, however, remained strangers. And so I watched him from afar learning his routine well enough to be in the right places to catch a glimpse of him practically every day. That was as close as I ever got to him and the situation was unlikely to change unless I could overcome my inhibitions.
The Daniel I knew in my imagination was completely different. That Daniel worshipped the ground I walked on and fucked the living daylights out of me every single night. He was insatiable and dynamic in bed. He had the ability to launch me into the electrifying throws of multiple orgasms every time we made love. 'Fantasy Daniel' was the perfect lover, my dream partner. Sadly the truth of the situation was rather different - Daniel's sexual prowess was powered by AA batteries and an extremely fertile imagination! The real Daniel knew nothing of our passionate trysts...yet.
Swiftly downing the double vodka I held in one hand and chasing that with a large tequila, I attempted to muster up the courage to make a move on the man I'd lusted after years. I had the perfect opportunity right there and then; he was all alone, no friends around him, no girl on his arm. The object of my affections was mine for the taking and I owed it to myself to at least have a go. The effects of the vodka and tequila combination made my head spin but did a good job of steadying my resolve. "Right Daniel," I muttered aloud, "watch out! I'm gonna get you!"
Crippling terror threatened to paralyse me from the offset but I refused to give in. I'd waited patiently for that moment and I was damn-well giving it my best shot! Eyes on my prize I strode forwards forcing my feet to move in time to the nightclub's thumping techno music.
Divine Daniel looked up as I approached, his rich hazel eyes targeting my face. A smile flickered on his lips, one that appeared to register recognition. Did he know who I was? My heart knocked against my ribcage and my throat constricted. "Go on, go on, keep going," I muttered to myself as my legs turned to jelly.
It was no good; I stopped dead in my tracks. The courage I'd mustered turned on its heel and fled leaving me stranded, glued to the spot and unable to complete my mission. I was the proverbial rabbit in the headlights, captivated by Daniel's stare, unable to break free as his eyes bore down on me! The façade of sexy confidence I'd wanted to present melted in a pool of perspiration as my beloved Daniel was treated to the sight of me trembling before him, crimson cheeked, eyes wide with fear. I wished the ground would open up and swallow me!
Daniel's eyes didn't waver and to my surprise the smile on his lips grew wider. He cocked his head to one side, seemingly fascinated by the strange creature that stood before him, tomato red and quivering.
"Right, get a grip..." I ordered myself. The situation was still salvageable. Inhaling deeply I straightened myself up, wiped the sweat from my brow and bravely threw Daniel the sexiest, sassiest smile I could manage. I held my breath as I awaited his reaction.
As I watched with trepidation Daniel's eyes ran slowly over my body, drinking me in from head to toe before his gaze settled on my tits. Oh my goodness, he liked me! "Ok, so I have your attention," I muttered through clenched teeth, "and yes my love, I do have great boobs!" I flashed Daniel another smile, thrust out my ample chest and swaggered purposefully towards him, hips swaying. "I can be seductive when I want to be, quite the bomb," I thought confidently.
Of course slipping in a pool of spilt beer, flying high into the air and landing unceremoniously on my ass hadn't been a part of my plan! I let out a piercing shriek as I fell and my flailing arms grabbed hold of anything to steady me. My left hand locked onto a table bringing it, and the drinks it had held, crashing down on top of me! You've never heard a noise quite like it. Even the techno music was drowned out by my mishap!
Hands came to my aid and bar staff appeared from everywhere with dust pans, mops and buckets whilst I sat in the middle of the commotion assuring face after face that I was unharmed. First-aid was offered but I refused it. I seemed to be ok, nothing broken. I was soaking wet of course, drenched in what smelt like a mixture of beer, whiskey and vomit. Other than that I'd escaped unscathed, physically at least.
A voice cut through the mayhem, one I was familiar with. I'd heard it often enough from afar and dreamed about it nightly.
"Are you alright?"
It was such a seductive voice and at that moment it was full of concern, for me.
I dared look up and my blue eyes met those stunning hazel irises of Daniel's. "Erm...hi..." I began stopping abruptly when my opening line was drowned out by the sound of raucous laughter, Daniel's laughter - so much for concern!
"Shit, sorry! I shouldn't laugh," he guffawed, "but that was quite spectacular!" Daniel's face was creased with laughter lines and tears moistened his eyes. "Oh God," he giggled, "you looked so funny! Let me help you up. Are you ok?" With the broadest of smiles lighting up his face Daniel held out his hand.
Right then, I had a choice to make. Should I let my poor battered and bruised ego get the better of me, stagger to my feet unaided and run away as fast as I could? Or should I take the hand of the man I longed to be close to, laugh as hard as him and hope I'd made his night memorable? Which to choose?
I decided on the latter and I'm so glad I did. I swallowed back my pride, took that hand in mine and just like that Daniel and I met, face to face, eye to eye, at last.
"Don't I...? Aren't you...?" Daniel enquired squinting at me.
"Bess, and you're..."
"Da..."
"I know who you are," I breathed placing a finger on his lips. Forcing back all remaining traces of shyness, and thinking I couldn't possibly humiliate myself any more than I already had, I unleashed my inner slut and threw myself at Daniel. I wrapped my arms tightly around his muscular neck as I kissed him full on the mouth.
The poor boy didn't know what had hit him! A beer drenched wraith he only vaguely knew had him locked in a vice-like grip with her tongue shoved down his throat! He pushed me back stunned by my forwardness, but thankfully his reaction was merely a reflex. Daniel wanted me as much as I wanted him and to my utmost relief my advances were returned.
My gorgeous Daniel's hands found my neck and his lips met mine. A shudder of the deepest, most heart-felt contentment ran the full length of my body as I experienced the physical reality of Daniel's passion for the first time; the warmth of him, the scent, the touch of his lips...all of it was real at last. I closed my eyes as his tongue probed inside my mouth and his wandering hands slid down my back and onto my pert backside. How I'd longed to feel those hands caress my body as I touched his... oooooh! The shameless whore within me reached for his groin and I was delighted by what I found. "Oh my God!" I gasped. "You're fucking huge!" Daniel's cock was massive and hard as nails.
I'd done it! I'd finally got him...Daniel had a hard-on for me! I couldn't believe my luck! I'd imagined Daniel's erection every night for years but feeling it for myself, the heat of it, shape of it, how fucking BIG it was sent my mind into a pink haze.
Easing out of my grasp Daniel stopped kissing me and for a moment I feared I'd moved too fast.
I hadn't.
"Wanna feel?" he asked with the cheekiest of grins.
