I had been here a lot since moving back to New Zealand about six months ago. I had been living in Greece, on a sort of working sabbatical from the local university. Since I lived two blocks from here it was the first place I went for a drink after I moved in. Once I walked in I had kept coming back. It was... different I guess. A hole in the wall leading to an underground club larger than you would guess with a dark nature-like atmosphere, lush green furnishings and playing a lot of industrial, metal and rock music, 'Nymph' was the hottest alternative club in town.
Although there was another reason why I had kept coming here, I'd never tried to find out her name but she had turbulent emerald eyes and gorgeous black hair and was slightly taller than my 5'9. I'd guess just shy of 5'11.
The Nymph.
Well, thats what I called her anyway, since she was the owner of this club. I thought she was, simply, the most gorgeous woman I'd ever seen. Unfortunately, I'd never worked up the nerve to actually speak to her. I was pretty sure tonight wouldn't be any different. My friends hadn't shown yet so I started circling the club, looking for a good table and checking out the people. The place was starting to get busy and I couldn't find a table so I went down to the next level, the main dance floor was down here and it wasn't as busy as the entrance level yet. There was a second bar that stretched almost the length of one side of the room and I found a standing table towards the furtherest corner of the room just back from the first tables surrounding the edge of the floor.
My stone gray pinstripe coat started to make me feel warm and I slid it off, exposing tanned skin and lithe but muscled arms. I was now clad only in my matching waistcoat and breast strapping. Outside of their strapping my breasts are full but not overly large, I imagine strapping them down would be more painful if they were. I'm pretty average in build but years of gym workouts and swimming have muscled me up. I was glad I'd chosen my ass-hugging black leather biker pants, no matter how unforgivingly warm they might become, when I saw the Nymph making her sweep of her club.
As she mingled through the crowd, shaking hands and smiling, flirting where appropriate I couldn't take my eyes of her. Midnight black hair streamed the full length of her back, all in pencil braids and entwined with ribbons of hot pink, sky blue and grass green. Loosely tied back from her face and held in check by a few braids looped around the fullness that moved as if filled with life all its own. As I watched her I surveyed the crowd, everybody turned to watch her, even the gay boys couldn't seem to keep their eyes to themselves as she sauntered seductively through the growing waves of people. I could feel myself moisten as I watched her intently, the sweep of her grass green skirt wasn't too wide as she spun from a customer to her assistant to order a round for a table of VIP's. The hem fell just below the line of her knee and my breath quickened for an instant as I took in the full view of her. A sheer matching grass green corset showed off a more ample bosom than mine, with a beautiful jade pendant in the shape of a tree hanging just above the cleft from around a long and slender neck that I wanted to sink my teeth into. Her long porcelain legs were toned, chiselled muscle and she wore simple heels in matching green. I shivered from desire as she walked towards me, full lips shaped into a dazzling smile. The bangles that decorated both wrists were the same colours as the ribbons twisted through her braids and a jade armband encircled one of her toned biceps.
By extrordinary luck I had picked the table behind the group of her friends that she had invited that night. The only seat left being closest to my table I had a great view as she bent over slightly to pull out her seat. The tautness of her skirt showed the luscious curve of her ass before falling loosely away and I couldn't help but look, well... actually stare is more accurate. Before she could sit she leaned across the table to greet her friends and I saw part of the tattoo that adorned her back for the first time. I strained my eyes in order to see more, following the twisting almost root-like tendrils from the base of her spine, I noticed runes and Greek characters knotted throughout the trunk that ran up her spine, hard to see between the lacings of the sheer corset she wore and I leaned closer to her without realising. Trying to see the branches I could just make out under the shimmery green fabric.
So engrossed was I that I didn't register my friend Nicole, waving manically and making her way through the throng of people, until the Nymph turned around to see who she was waving too. Knowing it wasn't her, she turned to find me staring at her back. I smiled as I glanced upward, since I had been caught I figured there was no harm in admiring the rest of her tattoo. My deep brown eyes followed the tattoo around her torso. Leaves, more runes and Greek characters woven into branches covered her smooth flesh and slid up towards her perky D-cup breasts, which unfortunately were covered by less sheer fabric I couldn't see through. Raising my eyes to glance to her face and gauge her reaction I was pleased to see a playful smile on her lips as she turned away from me and sat down and I was joined by Nicole, Jill and Bobbi.
"Hey Aria." Nicole greeted me as she pulled out a stool and leaned back into Bobbi's arms.
"Who's got your attention tonight?" Jill, my ex and best friend asked me as her greeting as she came round and hugged me.
"Only you," I answered as I hugged her in return, smiling over her thin shoulder at my flatmates.
"Bullshit." Jill laughed as she pulled up another stool.
"We all know its the raven haired beauty behind us." Bobbi joined in.
"Yeah the one that owns this place," Nicole piped up.
"The one you nearly always stare at..." Jill finished as they all laughed at my expense.
"Pfft, you all say that like I'm the only one of us that does." I joked as I pointedly looked at each of them in turn.
"Well, at least we aren't as obvious." Nicole smiled at me.
"Anybody here got work or study plans early tomorrow?" I asked, keen to escape their good-natured torment.
"I'm free so I'm getting shots and chasers. Speak now or suffer the consequences." I announced backing away towards the bar. Getting smiles and thumbs up from them I turned and went to order drinks.
Coming back with a tray of Black Mamba shots (Black Sambuca and cream liquer) and four whiskey and cokes we started our night with a toast to the Equinox.
"Blessed be." We choursed before downing each shot. The dance floor began to fill and Snake River Conspiracy pumped from the speakers.
We filed out to the floor, whiskey and cokes in hand, not really worried about our stuff at the table as we could all see it from where we ended up. I started swaying to the music, feeling buzzed from the shots I found it easier to dance. Usually I was the dyke who sat in the corner, watching everybody else. Tonight I wanted to be part of the swelling, undulating crowd, dancing and swaying and free. I saw Jill smile at me as she danced closer to me, leaning in so I could hear her as she said something about Nic and Bobbi. I looked their way, giggling as I saw Bobbi's hand slide up under Nicole's shirt and caress her lover's stomach as they started making out. My arms drew Jill closer to my body and we danced to the husky haunting sound of the music being played, our bodies moving together in familiar rhythm. Jill's hands roamed slowly over my back, snaking under the waistcoat I wore to knead the muscles of my lower back.
"You look hot when you dance" she whispered in my ear.
"You always look hot." I said. But when I felt her hands slide down and cup my ass, pulling me closer so that the strap-on I was wearing rubbed against her pelvic bone I wanted to back off, I knew this was a bad idea as it was when we first hooked up.
"I did always love the fact you come prepared." Jill laughed as she stroked the strap-on through my leather pants.
I laughed, grabbing her hands away "Now, now. No more of that. We both know its not a good idea."
Jill smiled at me, "Fine, but you know you're missing out." She called out as she headed to the bar to order more shots for us all.
Grabbing Nicole and Bobbi, I headed back to the table and we all downed our tequila shots. Deciding they weren't enough I headed back to the bar, ordering another couple rounds of Black Mamba's and whiskey and coke's.
