One hot Friday evening, drinking another ice cold beer in the local bar downstairs, Alex saw a beautiful young girl walk into the bar. Unusual to see a pretty little female in this sweaty dirty bar, he welcomed the distraction from the pressures of work swirling through his mind. Seeing her standing there in that red chiffon dress, struggling with the menu and clearly out of town, something told him, take a chance with this one. She could be fun. The matching lipstick was a sure sign of that.
Confused and tired from her long journey, Jess was pleased to see a smiling face. Everyone thus far had been unfriendly and unhelpful in her tireless effort to secure accommodation for the night, so she welcomed Alex's help. Walking over to her with a confident stride and a five o clock shadow, he introduced himself, offered to translate the menu and ordered her a drink.
Initial doubt and worried thoughts of how forward this man was, soon disappeared at the sight of his warm eyes and friendly smile. It felt so good to not feel alone after weeks of staying in hostels with only her backpack and ipod for company. They stayed in the bar until lock in whilst she happily recounted tales from her childhood and he gave insightful tips of the city. At around 2am she realised she still had no where to go and felt worried once again, the evening had been nice but where now? She was fast running out of money and hadn't a bed for the night.
Explaining her predicament, Alex casually offered his spare room for a few days, just until she gets settled in. He seemed kind and genuine, from a small town in England and maybe she would just stay a few days at most until things turned around.
As they left the bar and crossing the street, he guided her with his hand on the small of her back, bare in the warm air. She hadn't realised before that he was in good shape. A sharp grey suit and thick hair, he had an unassuming charm and kindness that met his eyes and a quick wit that made her laugh. She felt safe and was pleased for the company.
Walking into his fourth story apartment, she held onto her worn green back pack, suddenly feeling uneasy due to the sheer luxury upon her. It was huge with several rooms decorated with abstract art and lined with beautiful grey palette that only a professional could put together. Alex politely showed her to her room, a tastefully decorated double room with sweeping chiffon drapes hiding the balcony overlooking the park. From hostels to this kingdom! How could she ever repay him? Overwhelmed and grateful, she thanked him with a peck on the cheek and jumped onto the bed and he made his excuses and left
Tossing and turning late into the night, Alex couldn't get her out of his mind. He felt himself growing harder just thinking about her soft pale skin and the way her strawberry blonde hair fell in large curls on her shoulders... his mind wondering down the curves of her body in that dress. She must have worn it for attention or why else where it at all? Its low v-neck had been teasing him all night in the bar, with her small breasts nearly visible through the ruby red material. He thought back to her lips, full and a deep red colour enticing him with every word spoken and imagined him whispering in her ear and leaving marks on his chest. Thinking about their last interaction, she'd kissed him on the cheek, what had it meant? His mind started racing. He had to have this girl and she was alone in his house. He promised himself after the last, not again, but he couldn't resist when she'd walked right in...
Gently opening the door, he watched her as she slept with some rugged beige rope in his hand. With the heat, the covers were off and her young vulnerable body exposed, only the moonlight touching her, shining through the curtains. She was lying on her back with her arms thrown across the pillow above her head. Wearing only a small camisole top, her nipples were visible through the flimsy material and were every bit as perfect as he'd imagined. Perky and small, they were perfectly formed and the delicate nipple a warm pink waiting for his mouth to taste.
He felt himself shake with desire, his hard on becoming unbearable so he reached down and started to stroke his hard cock. He wanted her so bad, to feel her under him, to make her slim body shake.
Having to stop himself, he breathed deeply and walked over closer to where she lay, and mounted the bed. Without waking her, he pulled her arms, already close together, to the bed frame and began to tie them together to the solid metal. She'd had so much to drink the bar, she was unaware apart from some slight movements and began only to stir softly.
