A fan letter led me to craft this for her in mind. Names have been changed to protect the deliciously naughty!
"How about
that
one?" asked Nik.
His arm was draped over Anna's shoulder as he pointed casually over to the bar, the velvet feel of his jacket against her neck sending a warm glow of satisfaction through her body.
"That feels good..." Anna purred, like a kitten being stroked, as her eyes followed Nik's gaze. "But, no,
she
is an observer, a voyeur, not what we're after. Tonight, I want someone who's going to be more...
active,
yes?"
She squeezed Nik's hand and snuggled in tight.
"You bet." Nik replied, as he returned to scanning the bar.
For a Friday night it was pretty spartan, pretty dead, the only real crowd being a group of twenty-something former frat boys clinking beers, like sharks scaring away all the beautiful fish. Nik knew it took a certain kind of girl to be attracted to boys like that, and he was not interested in that 'type.' Neither of them were. Besides, he and Anna were not after a girl, they were searching for a
woman
, and a special kind at that. She had to have the right look, the right vibe, be the right fit. They'd played with compromise and experimented with variety, but they had reached the stage where they knew exactly what they wanted and nothing,
nothing,
less would suffice.
And then he saw her. He wasn't sure why he hadn't spotted her before, but Nik definitely noticed her now. Long, black hair tumbled over tan shoulders and rested across a sculpted neckline. A sleek, off-white dress hugged a shapely torso and, although Nik could only see the top half of her, he guessed - no, he
knew
- that she had an ass which more than matched the big, firm tits he was already imagining cupped in his hands. Teardrop diamond earrings sparkled against the dancing lights of the bar, reflecting a halo around her exquisite face, while a small, black tattoo poked out along the back of her arm, barely covered by the fabric of the dress. She was beckoning the bartender but, in Nik and Anna's eyes, she may as well have been waving directly at them.
"
Her
!" Nik whispered, his warm breath tickling Anna's ear as he spoke.
"Oh yes..." Anna smiled. "I like her, she's perfect. Shall I invite her over? It's my turn..."
And she was heading over to the raven-haired stranger before Nik could even reply.
Once at the bar, Anna loitered close to her prey as the bartender poured a large white wine in front of them.
"Can I get one of those, too?" Anna asked, leaning her elbows upon the cool, black marble top.
The barman nodded and smiled as Anna turned to her left.
"Hi," she said to the woman. "I'm Anna. Er, what wine did I just order?"
The woman raised an eyebrow and crossed her legs.
"It's called
Once Upon a Vine
Chardonnay." she replied, tossing back her hair to get a proper look at Anna. "It's cheeky, but has a good flavor. It's kind of my regular drink here."
She smiled back at Anna, then smoothed down her dress before offering her hand.
"I'm Chloe. Pleased to meet you."
They shook hands and waited for the bartender to finish pouring.
Upon closer inspection, Anna estimated that Chloe was in her late twenties. She was in good shape, but not in a gym-obsessive way, just a healthy, natural, voluptuous way which screamed confidence. She also had a great ass, confirming what Nik had suspected, which sat atop a pair of impossibly long legs, finished off with a pair of totally fuck-me chocolate brown heels.
"Listen, Chloe," Anna smiled, her voice low and conspiratorial. "My friend and I - see him over there at the table? - well, he and I were wondering if you'd...maybe...like to join us?"
Chloe glanced over at Nik and looked him up and down. It was obvious she thought he was cute.
"Are you...
together
?" she replied, returning her attention to Anna.
"We are, but...we're very friendly."
"I can see that."
Chloe took a proper look at Anna, who'd gone from being just some girl at the bar, to someone potentially much more exciting. Probably as tall as Chloe, their height was the only real similarity. In contrast to Chloe's almost virginal dress, Anna's was a sultry midnight black, cut to well above the knee and, while she did not have Chloe's curves, Anna's long, alabaster legs gave her a natural, sexy demeanor which definitely made her stand out from the crowd. Her hair was a dirty blonde, cut into a cute bob, while her plump pink lips were moist and inviting, and her large eyes a beautiful, ocean-deep shade of green which immediately captivated anyone who looked into them.
Chloe bit her lower lip almost-seductively, then curled her fingers around the base of her fresh glass.
"Does he have a name, too?" she asked, swinging her leg absently.
"Niklas," Anna replied. "But he answers better to Nik."
"Nik..." Chloe repeated, as though struggling to make a decision, but Anna knew that her mind was already made up. She went in for the kill.
"Maybe you can come and tell us more about this wine I'm about to drink?" she asked.
Chloe smiled and slid off her stool.