I wanted to be in and out, just make a quick trip to the store to grab a few items and then be back in my apartment for the rest of the evening. I had a late night the day before - I had met a couple of girlfriends at a club downtown for a "Girls Night Out!" I had gotten very dolled up with my long dark brown hair in loose curls, sexy makeup that made my oval Asian eyes look smokey and sultry and put on the tightest little black dress that had a very deep V-neck, all the way down to my stomach. We danced and drank all night long having a great time forgetting about our jobs for the rest of the weekend. It was Friday night and even though I was 24, I still liked to party like I was 21!
I danced with a few men who loved putting their hands around my small waist as I grinded on their laps. Occasionally their hands wandered up to my perky B-cup titties and lightly brushed their hands against my hard nipples. They would quickly realize I was bra-less and try to sneak a hand inside the top of my dress, but that was all the action I was letting them get. Every man who I chose to dance with ended up watching my tight ass sway as I walked away in high heels, leaving them with blue balls and a hard cock trying to escape from their pants. I took a cab back to my apartment before last call and passed out, sleeping deep into the next afternoon. It was nearly 1pm when I woke up and decided to have a night in to myself, but needed to pick up a few snack items to make my "Netflix and Chill" night complete. So still wearing my outfit from the night before, with my "just fucked" looking hair and smokey eye makeup, I put on some flip flops and ventured out of my apartment to go down the street to the nearest store.
I walked into the nearest convenience store on the corner. It was sketchy, but since it was broad daylight I didn't care. Not realizing how long the line was, I grabbed a Gatorade and bag of chips then jumped in the back of the line. For it being a small little shop, the line was at least 10 people long. Most of them were there to buy cigarettes and the high school boy who was running the register was obviously new and kept screwing up people's totals.
I was getting annoyed. I didn't have anywhere to be or anything scheduled for the day, but I wasn't exactly happy about standing in line with such a slutty outfit on while the men in front of and behind me tried their best not to be obvious about oogling my toned legs or my blatantly displayed cleavage. I rolled my eyes, scoffed at my situation and mumbled to myself "this kid is an idiot." Immediately after, I felt a light smack on my ass.
I spun around immediately, my eyes glaring. "Don't you ever touch me!" I yelled at the middle-aged man standing behind me. I pointed a finger in his face, but started to rest my hand as I looked him over. He was surprisingly handsome, maybe in his early 40's? He had light brown hair, almost blonde, was wearing jeans with a button down shirt and had piercing green eyes, eyes that stared straight into mine and I started to feel weak.
"Somebody needs to teach you a lesson," he quietly mumbled, not wanting everyone to hear our exchange. "You're acting like a spoiled princess, just wait in line like the rest of us."
I rolled my eyes and turned back to face the register. The line was moving quicker now and as I waited for my turn I could feel my entire body getting warm, like his eyes were burning into my body. As soon as I got my change, I bolted out of the store, not realizing he laid a $20 bill on the register counter, told them to keep the change and followed me out the door.
"You're bored, aren't you Princess?" he shouted at me. I turned around as we both stood outside of the store. "You're so bored you plan to go home and spend the night by yourself, probably still in last nights outfit. But what you really need is someone who knows why you go out dressed like that every night. Someone who knows you get dressed up like a whore to get fucked like a whore."
He was right. I was bored. I was bored with my job, it was getting old working in finance which is a field that only men can really advance in. I was bored with my love life. Men usually only wanted one thing, but the ones I decided were worthy enough to have me couldn't please me like I needed. It had been years since a man had given me an orgasm and for the past couple years I chose to get myself off after teasing men all night long. So yes, he was right, I needed some excitement in the form of a body rocking orgasm.
"If you want to come with me, I can give you everything that you're looking for. Spend the rest of Saturday and Sunday with me and I'll drop you off right back here Monday morning." He motioned towards his car and my legs immediately started moving towards him. My brain kept screaming "NO, don't do it! This man could kill you and leave you for dead!" but my body was already aching to cum and his eyes had put me in a sex-driven trance.
I climbed into the passenger seat of his car and we began the 10 minute car ride to a small home in a secluded neighborhood. It was such a cute suburb neighborhood, with modest houses that had huge yards. If I were the type to settle down and have children, this would be perfect. For 10 minutes we drove in perfect silence. For 10 minutes I wondered if I had made the wrong decision. For 10 minutes I stared straight ahead wondering who the man beside me really was and why he chose me?
He pulled into his driveway and I followed him into the house through the front door. The closest house was a block away, and I wondered if I were to scream if anyone would even hear me.
