Mandy was back at the hotel bar, the scene of her previous encounter where she played Nikita for the first time. That was a month or so ago. She had thought about that experience often since. Those thoughts had more than once resulted in a quick and delicious masturbation session. The experience certainly turned her on, and paid some quick handy cash. Shaun didn't seem to mind either. They had intense sex sessions for a few weeks after that night. He was as turned on by her experience as she was.
She dressed for the occasion tonight. Nothing too outrageous that screamed 'hooker' to those around her. Rather, her outfit was sleek and sexy. A black sleeveless top covering a lacy black push-up bra. Short black skirt, thigh-high stockings, black lacy panties, and black ankle boots. Her hair was styled to be wavy and blonde. Her lips pouted glossily with bright red lipstick. Good enough to eat she thought to herself as she touched up her makeup with her compact.
Mandy's phone rang. She looked at the number. It was Shaun. She answered 'Hey Babe, how's things?'
'Yeah good. Was thinking of dropping over this evening if you're not busy,' Shaun replied.
Shit she thought. Oh sorry can't be tonight. I've got late appointment,' she replied.
'Ok, tomorrow night maybe? I'll see you then. Be good,' Shaun replied.
'Oh you know me, I try but I can't always be good. See you then,' Mandy laughingly replied.
The hotel was busier tonight than on her last encounter. A few more guys, and an older crowd. Better dressed to she observed. Glancing around, Mandy checked out the crowd. 'I wonder if something is on here tonight,' she thought to herself.
It wasn't long before Mandy noticed a guy sitting over at the bar looking more than once in her direction. He was tall, solidly built, well dressed in a dark casual shirt and slacks. What she noticed most was his dark features, shaven head and close clipped beard. Mandy was intrigued. 'Tall dark and handsome,' she mused to herself. She sipped the last of her drink, rolling the straw around her lips as she made eye contact with the tall dark stranger.
She watched as he motioned to the barman, obviously ordering another drink. When it was served there were two glasses. He left the bar and came across to the booth Mandy was sitting in. 'Ma'am, an old friend once said, you should never drink alone. Especially when there is a fine woman needing her drink refreshed,' he said in a deep accented voice.
'American? Well here I am alone too and until now without a drink. That's so kind of you. Well, you can join me, but it might cost you more than a drink,' Mandy replied with a smile and a wink.
'Lucas,' he said, extending his large hand to Mandy as he sat beside her in the booth.
'Nikita,' she replied using her alter ego name.