(A very special thanks to Shiree for making this a better read)
The evening found her back at the Lounge, dressed in a body hugging dress which showed off her body to its fullest advantage, the pearl necklace around her neck adding to her elegance.
"Nikki," she thought she heard her name being called out over the music.
She looked around. It was Rita. She was accompanied by a thin, spectacled guy. His thin brown hair was swept behind in a pony tail.
"Nikki, meet Joey. He is a writer. He's been dying to meet you."
"Hi," said Joey.
He was shorter than her, his eyes more or less at level with her ample bosom. His eyes behind his spectacles were big and round as they gazed admiringly at her cleavage.
Nikki felt amused.
"Wow a writer! Always wanted to meet one of them," she exclaimed, enjoying the adoration his eyes were bestowing upon her.
"Come let's take our drinks to the table. You must tell me all about yourself," she continued. She took his arm in his and the two made way to the nearest table.
"So what do you write about?" she enquired, leaning forward with a faked look of admiration on her face.
"Uh ... er, about movies, art, literature," he stuttered, his eyes hungrily feasting upon her boobs.
They continued chatting about the coverage's he had done, the articles he had written and which had been published. Being from the press line herself, Nikki was able to engage him in a variety of topics.
The drinks flowed freely as Joey happily rattled on, encouraged by a few words of appreciation put in by Nikki every now and then. By now, she had snuggled close to him. Their thighs were pressed together. Joey placed his hand on her knees, then began moving it upwards, savoring the feel of her soft, creamy thighs. They had by now run out of entertainment topics to discuss, and silently finished off the last of their crepes.
Nikki touched her napkin to her mouth and murmured, "Yum that was good."
"Very good," Joey agreed his hand not very far from her crotch.
"I should thank you for a marvelous meal," she said. "I want to thank you."
She leaned over, across him, her breasts pressing like twin cushions against his arms, and planted a delicious kiss on his open lips. Her tongue darted out to find his and then teased against his tongue.
Joey could feel an immediate erection. Nikki reached down and patted his stomach.
"How does it feel?"
"Have you had all you want?" Before he could reply, her hand slid down his stomach, and reached his crotch and curled around his erection.
"Withdrawing her hand slowly, she gave him a seductive smile."Or would you like more?"
"More ... much more. I want you Nikki," he replied his confidence growing with the size of his arousal.
"You have me," she simply said taking his hand in hers. "It's only a short walk."
They walked silently to her boudoir. Stepping inside she turned towards him.
"Here we are Joey. I'm all yours."
Joey stepped closer and put his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him and kissed her. He ran his tongue over her lips, enjoying her feel. Nikki flinched. She did not consider it necessary to fake any emotions. Her customer was too drunk and hungry for her body to notice anything. His hands went to her zipper and her dress was soon at her feet. Her bra and panty soon followed suit.
She now stood naked before him.
Joey stepped back to admire her. His eyes moved from her breasts to her flat tummy, to her neatly trimmed bush. He then moved around her. She could feel his hungry eyes on her body, her buttocks.
"Like what you see?" she casually asked as he came back to stand in front of her.
He nodded his head, licking his lips in anticipation and then began undressing hurriedly.
Nikki almost gasped in surprise. His erect pecker was no bigger than her Tom's forefinger. He kneeled down and buried his face into her pubic hair, inhaling her scent. She felt herself moistening, that familiar feeling building up inside her. Then he began to recite,
"Oh lovely Nikki,
Thy beauty is second to none,
Your breasts, two lovely, big watermelons,
Love to suckle them, fondle them,
Thy scent enthrals me,
Nectar sweet and invigorating,"
Nikki looked on bemused.
"Hey I didn't know you were a poet as well," said Nikki in a charitable tone.
Joey happily lapped up the praises coming his way.
He took her by her hand and led her to the bed, then clambered on top of her and buried his head between her boobs. He took her taut nipples in his mouth and began to suckle them, licking her breasts, then suckling her again. Finally he adjusted his position to enter her.
She didn't feel a thing.
He continued jabbing inside her, his eyes having a glazed look about them. Finally with a shudder he let shot his cum inside her and collapsed.
"Oh Joey, you are so, so different," said Nikki after counting a slow fifty inside her head so as to allow Joey to get some breathe back.
Joey looked up from between her boobs; "You know I thought Greta was the ultimate in this house, but now having met you ..." he didn't finish and went back to his suckling.
Nikki picked up her ears.