I am an American on vacation in Europe for the first time. I have been here for two weeks and been in nothing, but meetings and conferences sustaining myself on stale muffins, runny eggs and day old coffee with boring co-workers for what seemed like eternity. It was my last night here and then I would be returning to my kindergarten teacher wife, dog and two year old twins. I missed them, I admit, but the daily grind of family life had become...mundane.
Everyday it was the same repetitious series of events... breakfast, work, dinner, playtime with the kids and two minute sex with my wife twice a week. I wanted a little adventure, something a little rocky road in my vanilla world. This is what led me down a crowded, dank alley on a European street.
"Hey Buddy want some action" said countless voices as I headed down a long strip. I ignored these voices because paying for sex just wasn't my speed. As I continued this walk taking in the scenery filled with the zealous, the hesitant and the indecisive I spotted a woman.
She was standing propped against a wall like she owned it. She looked out of place here-like the lioness surrounded by tigers-up to the fight, but not wanting to sweat.
She looked like a 50's pinup girl with curves and her red hair pulled back in a knot at the base of her neck. She lifted her eyes, almond shaped eyes the color of fine whiskey. She cocked her head at me as if to say come closer.
"Hello" I said. She did not respond instead looking me up and down from head to toe.
"Are you here for the show?" she said in a gravelly whisper.
"No, but I could be." I said. She looked at me and walked into the alley and motioned for me to follow her.
The first guard looked at me with piercing gray eyes as I went to walk through the curtain behind her "Wait" he called as the other guard put out a beefy paw.
"He is with me" she said in a tome that left no room for argument.
"Sorry Nela" he mumbled as he moved aside and I stepped behind the curtain.
Inside were people sitting around a stage. It was dark and the stage was empty. As we made our way towards a seat, I began to look around. People were smoking, drinking and laughing like any other club.
Except some people were doing this naked. Other people were also in various stages of kissing and fondling. I was already feeling myself harden as I took a seat beside Nela.
She reached in her bag and took out a thin cigar which smelled of strawberries. I fumbled for my lighter and lit it for her. She took a long drag and then moved toward me and put her mouth on mine. Nela blew the smoke into my mouth and then looked at me.
I expertly blew the smoke into the air and moved my mouth over hers. As she slid her soft tongue into my mouth, she reached between my legs and had her hands around my head so quickly I could not react. Nela broke away from the kiss to get a good look.
"Very good, American men always have good size yes?" as she stroked my penis with her tiny black laced covered hands. I moved my mouth back on hers as she took me in her hand and began to twirl her fingers around my head.
"Have you ever been to this kind of show before?" she purred as she used her other hand to cup my balls and caress them through her hands, gently tugging the hair.
"No" I said barely paying attention to her words.
"Then you are in for a treat my friend" she said as she tucked my penis away and the light dimmed. "You don't want to miss this" she said and leaned back in her seat.
