Iulia has been horny all day. Earlier, she went to see her long-time sexfriend for a quick fuck, or so she hoped. But for some selfish reason, he just used her pretty throat and sent her on her way... She wasn't particularly offended; she is just frustrated and the ordeal left her wanting more.
'Maybe I should go for a little night out... Chez Leon never disappoints in terms of good vibes, even during the week.' She thinks to herself.
She takes a nice hot shower, soaping her slender neck... going down to her beautiful 38C-sized breasts, her favorite part of her supple body... playing around her brown little nipples a little longer, making them hard and perky.
"Mhmm..." she moans quietly while rubbing the growing little buds.
Then she goes down slowly, around her flat belly, teasing the ring on her belly button piercing. A cute little thing she got, back when she was only 17. When she finally gets down to her pubic area, she lets out the cutest little whimper. Iulia is nicely shaved but left a little triangle of hair there, because it made her feel pretty and sexy. Once she finally reaches her little pussy, unfolding her labia with two fingers and inserting her middle one, she enjoys the tingling feeling it gives her in her lower stomach.
Iulia is a beautiful woman, and she knows it... Besides, all the men and women she slept with, all praised her beauty. She has long, shiny, naturel red hair that stops right under her shoulder blades, surrounding her heart-shaped face. She has light green eyes, long eyelashes, and pulpous lips that she loves using to suck big cocks. She is about 5ft 5, and at 28 years-old, she lives pretty fully, enjoying good food and nice drinks, all the while getting in 3 days of workout a week. Her body is fit with enough curves to grab onto.
After stepping out of the shower, she decides on a burgundy lace cheeky pair of panties with the matching push-up bra. She also put on an ultra-sheer thigh high pair of stockings. Then she puts on a simple cute black dress on top, short enough to cover the top lacework. She opts for her black high heels and her burgundy London Fog trench coat. Her makeup is elegant and glamorous as per usual, with a glossy bright red lipstick as a mindful final touch.
Twenty minutes later, her taxi drops her off in front of the exclusive VIP lounge Chez Leon. As a regular customer, the two stocky doormen let her in with a friendly nod, making sure to follow her every move with eyes full of desire.
'I'd definitely let them have their way with me some day' Iulia thought to herself, smiling at them and making sure to sway her hips while walking past them.
As soon as Iulia steps inside, a few heads are turning around. She makes sure to take off her trench coat slowly before giving it to the hostess and then readjusts her posture in a slightly provocative way, enough to give the whole room a little glance at her sexy pair of stockings.
The hostess then guides her towards her usual booth, where the server followed right after: "Good evening, Ms. Melnyk! What can I get you tonight?"
"Just a flute of Dom, please Rick! I'm hoping to not stick around for too long." She answers with a complicit wink. Which Rick responds with a knowing smile.
Yes, she is here to fish. Any good cock, dressed in a nice suit, with enough conversation, will do for tonight. Iulia drinks her champagne, scrolling on her phone, enjoying the ambience of her surroundings, when Rick comes back with another flute.
"I didn't order that!"
"From the gentleman in the black suit at the bar, Ms. Melnyk!"
She looks up and sees him. His intense dark eyes are the first things she notices. He has large and broad shoulders, probably way over 6ft-tall, judging by the way his legs are almost comically folded under him on the highchair. Her generous stranger has olive skin, with straight salt and pepper shortly cut hair, a nice beard, probably in his mid or late 40s. His dark suit, big watch and demeanor give away that he works on the Financial District.
'He will do!' Iulia decides while she cheers her new drink towards him. He cheers back at her with a glass of whiskey in hand, and just a few minutes later, stands up from his seat and walks towards her. She was right, he is tall.
"Good evening!"
"Hi!" she answers with her most lilith smile. "Thank you for the drink!"
"You're welcome. I figured you might need more."
"Why is that? Do I look that desperate?" Iulia asks, pinching her cute little nose.
"Not at all, but a beautiful girl like you, out here alone, at this time of the night, on a Monday? I'd say there must be a good reason! A reason that could be helped by more than one drink."
"You're not wrong..." she pauses for a bit, pointing next to her to invite him to sit. "But I wasn't really here for just a few drinks either."
The stranger does not waste a second to sit next to her. "Interesting! So, what is it you are here for?"
"Mhmm, I don't know if I should tell you!" she sighs, feigning hesitation.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm not sure if you would be up for it."
"Try me!" he asks, and his smile does something incredible to her little clit.
"Someone who'd make me scream all night" she says without blinking, staring at the man in his eyes.
Merely two seconds pass, and the amusement and excitement she finds in his eyes make her feel a little flushed. She usually lets the man work a little bit for it, the seduction game being a full foreplay on itself in her eyes. But for some reason, her intuition tells her that being straightforward will get her to something amazing with this man.
Without a warning, he leaves three bills of twenty euros on the table, stands up, and offers her his left hand.
'No ring' she observes, in her head. 'Perfect! I don't want to be interrupted by a call from a worried wife' She takes his hand eagerly and allows him to guide her to wherever it is he will be taking her.
*
"My car is underground" he tells her, still holding her hand. They are both walking like that, like they have known each other for a while and are just going home after a date.
"I'm Iulia, by the way, in case you were wondering" she tells him with a giggle.
It stops him right in his track, surprising her. Then, once he turns around to face her, he has a big smile, making him look even more dashing. "No way! I meant to pick up someone called Bella. Did you trick me?"
It takes Iulia a few seconds to understand that he is making a dumb joke, making her burst into a genuine laughter once she realizes it.
Then he resumes. "Iulia... Bella... Potato, patata..." he closes the distance between them and, her small hands still in his, he tangles their fingers together and brings them to his lips. "It's all the same to me... Nice to meet you Iulia, I'm Marek."
"Nice to meet you too!" she responds in a sigh, feeling hot all of a sudden.
He suddenly captures her lips and kisses her deeply. His tongue invading her small mouth immediately, not giving her any respite. His kiss is rough, his beard irritating her soft skin in a wonderful way. It was not a kiss; it was a promise of what was to come. Once he is done, half of her lipstick is deposited on his own lips, making her laugh again.
"What's so funny?"
"The colour red suits you, you are so pretty." She tells him joyfully.
