His steel gray eyes were magnetic. They drew me in with the promise of pleasure. One look told me he was the kind of guy who knew what he was doing and wasn't afraid to do it. Several times I walked past the pool table where he dominated his squirrelly friend. I dropped my keys as I sashayed past a final time, bending over at the waist to pick them up. I knew my short, pleated, skirt rose to a very inappropriate level. This gave him full view of my round ass and tiny black lace thong. Behind me I heard his friend let out a grunt of appreciation. I stopped in ear shot of them. I pulled my phone out and pretended to call a friend.
"Hellooooo!? Jamie! Where are you?" I asked the silent phone. "You didn't leave without me again, did you?" I was practically shouting. "FINE! I'll just walk home." I snapped my phone shut and glanced around. He wasn't even looking at me! This guy was ridiculous. His friend on the other hand was practically salivating as he jabbed him in the ribs and motioned toward me. Great. Skinny was looking for an easy fuck.
"My buddy here drove.... but I'm sure he won't mind taking you home. He offered, looking at his dark, sexy, friend. In response, sexy raised an eyebrow and picked up his jacket.
We got out to the parking lot and ended up at a shiny black firebird. Dark and sexy. Just like its owner. Skinny asked where I lived and we headed off in the direction of my house. About halfway there we turned into an apartment complex. Apparently we were dropping skinny off first.
"I really don't mind coming with you to drop her off." Skinny suggested, giving me a hopeful look.
"I'm not backtracking." And that was all. His voice was silky and deep. Even better than I imagined. It offered no room for argument either.
As skinny hopped out of the car, he asked for my number. I gave him the first numbers to pop into my head. He excitedly thanked me and promised to call tomorrow. Yeah... You do that, I thought.
When we pulled into my driveway I leaned over, offering a good view down my partially open shirt. I placed my hand on his arm and thanked him in a low inviting voice as I softly ran my fingertips down his tanned, muscular arm. He glanced at my hand in indifference, raised that eyebrow again, and gave me a nod. He reached across toward me and my heart fluttered. He smelled divine and I felt lost in his scent. I closed my eyes... Click. He was opening my door. What was WRONG with this guy?! I got out in a huff, slammed the car door, and stomped up to my porch. I guess I should have offered to give skinny a spin if I wanted to be fucked tonight.
I went into my house an kicked off my shoes. In the semi darkness I made my way to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water. I walked toward the living room and the glass dropped from my hand, shattering, as someone roughly grabbed me by the hair from behind.