(A very special thanks to Shiree for making this a better read)
There was already a crowd at the Lounge. Some of the girls were mingling with their prospective clients, while some were chatting with the men at the bar. Music was flowing thru speakers strategically set all around.
She saw Rita waving at her, and she made her to where she was sitting with some of the other girls.
"Here, have a drink, the party is just getting started."
Nikki looked around. There were some couple dancing on the floor, a red head was already leaving the Lounge for her boudoir with her customer.
"Hi," said a voice besides her.
Nikki looked up to see a tall, lanky man with blue twinkling eyes. He was more or less of her age.
"Hi," she replied back hesitantly.
"I am John. May I have the pleasure of a dance with you?" he asked with a broad friendly smile, his hand extending towards her.
"Sure, it's my first day here," she replied back with a smile.
"My pleasure and honor," replied John with a slight bow.
Nikki put down her drink, and took his hand. John led her onto the dance floor.
The DJ was playing a slow number.
John firmly placed his hand slightly below Nikki's left shoulder blade as Nikki gently rested her left arm on John's right arm, her left hand gently grasping his shoulder muscle. John took hold of her other hand, and swirled her round expertly. Holding her closer he swirled her round again then gently dipped her backwards gazing directly in her eyes. The two moved to the rhythm of the music, their movements in perfect synchrony to each others.
"You are a perfect dance partner," he whispered in her ears.
Nikki blushed at the compliment.
"Hey, you are not bad yourself," she replied with a smile.
The music ended and they returned to their table where their drinks were already waiting for them.
"You were great on the floor. I am sure you must have participated in some shows."
"How did you guess? As a matter of fact I did take part in some shows during my high school days," she gushed.
They continued chatting gaily, the waiter ensuring that their glasses were never left empty. They talked of many things; she was a well read woman which John appreciated. They had a great many things in common...a love of history, of fine wines, of travel and of great literature. Nikki felt herself warming up to him, making her forget for a moment the situation she was in. Perhaps it was the flow of drinks or the surroundings, a passerby would have been inclined to think of them as two old friends catching up after a long time.
A new number began playing and the two hit the floor once again.
John guided her expertly over the floor. Then as he gently dipped her backwards once more, he bent forward so that his cheeks brushed hers, his lips seeking hers. Their lips touched and he planted a soft kiss. John then drew her closer to him. Their bodies touched. Nikki could feel his heartbeat pounding against his. Involuntarily, Nikki parted her lips in response to his closeness. John traced the edges with the tip of his tongue, then pushing it inside her mouth and began playing with her tongue, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Nikki, I want to be close to you, very close," he whispered.
Nikki flushed. The dreaded moment had arrived. She was at her wit's end. Unconsciously she felt herself giving assent to his wish.
He took her by her arm and the two began to make their way out of the Lounge. Once inside her boudoir, he turned her towards him and stared deeply into her eyes.
"You know, I have never had such a wonderful evening ever before. You are so knowledgeable, so worldly wise ... and enchanting."
Nikki stood tepidly.
John cupped her face in both his hands and began showering kisses. His hands moved to her bare back and drew her close. His tongue began playing with her ear lobes, then moving down to nuzzle her neck. Nikki began trembling as a warm feeling began to emanate from in between her thighs, slowly engulfing her body. He was now kissing her bare shoulders, his hands moving across her back, feeling her softness.
"Oh John, I ..." She wanted to stop, to come out of his embrace.
"Shh ...'"
He began to nuzzle her breasts, kissing her cleavage, his lips moving ever so slowly across her soft bosom. His hands then worked on the straps of her evening dress, and it slid down besides her feet. Nikki stepped out of her dress, just with her pink panties on.
He stood back to admire her.
"What a wonderful creation of Mother Nature."
Nikki turned crimson; her nipples taut and erect were proudly facing John, her areolas a dark shade of chocolate. Her breasts heaved in unison, her breath short and warm as John's admiring gaze travelled across her nude body.
For the first time she was standing nude in front of another man.
"Undress me Nikki," he whispered.
Nikki moved forward and began unbuttoning his shirt. John placed both his hands on her waist, and then slid them in her panties. He began fondling her buttocks, his eyes never leaving hers. She next unbuckled his belt. His bulge was very much noticeable. With a final tug she pulled down his trousers to reveal his jockeys. His body was in good shape, strong, muscular, narrow waist. His toned leg muscles clearly indicating that he liked to keep in shape. Nikki grasped his jockey and pushed it down. His manhood sprung free, proud and erect.
Nikki was wet. She could feel her juices seeping thru her engorged pussy lips, her womanly scent clearly discernible. John smiled and clasped her right hand in his while his right hand played over her left boob. She gasped as he guided her hand over his erect cock, placing it firmly over his shaft.
Then he began to play with both her boobs, kneading them, rolling them, running his thumb over her nipples. He slid down, his hands travelling down over her smooth belly and then back to cup her buttocks, griping them firmly. He placed his face near her mound and then thrust forward, burrowing his face in her pubic hair.
Nikki let out a low moan as bolts of hot lightening engulfed her body. Her body was in heat. John was now feverishly kissing her mound, his strong muscular hands gripping her buttocks and pulling her into him. He then stood up and lifted her hot body in his muscular arms and laid her on her bed. He kissed her painted toe nails, then her ankles, moving on to her legs. He turned her on her stomach and let his lips run over her thighs, going on to her buttocks, biting them then kissing gain. His fingers explored her ass crack sending shivers thru her body.
Oh he was good. He knew what he was doing. He laid on top of her, pressing his muscular body on to her soft body, kissing her bare back, the nape of her neck.
