Hey guys! Been reading up on vamps and found so much contradiction I just had to write a nice story I would enjoy experiencing. Forget what you heard about mirrors and huge fangs and black costumes and just enjoy a work of pure fiction about a guy and lady that rocked each other!
Well My divorce was finally history. I won't go there other than to say I got the condo on the beach along with all the repairs that went along with it. My ex, "plaintiff", must have had party after party waiting on the final decree. I had to get a room at the beach Holiday Inn while the contractors made it into a livable pad again.
My confidence needed a boost. I had worked the business and physically worked out like crazy the last six months. My neck, shoulders and chest were ripped as was my washboard stomach. No six pack, but I saw chicks checking me out a bit and liking what they saw. Even got asked out by some girls but I always made an excuse as my day gig at the clinic was demanding.
That's what brought me to the hotel bar overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. I needed to be with people again. I figured the bar would be teeming with people, I was wrong, but in a good way.
I had checked into my room after a long day at the clinic, changed into a pair of Bahama's and colorful Buffet button down casual shirt instead of flopping on the bed and watching tv. I felt in need of a beer or two and some non-medical conversation.
Off season at the beach meant low occupancy at the hotel and I thought it was just the bartender and myself until I heard a light tinkle of ice in a glass. Looking around I saw the lady at a small table holding her empty glass up, signaling the bartender for another. The bartender smiled and began mixing one of those girly vodka things.
She was adorable. Blond, buxom, with a more than a hint of cleavage showing through her light red sweater. Her red lips were curled up in a sexy grin as she looked me in the eyes. The prettiest face I had gazed at in a while. I wish I could see the rest of her, but the table hid everything else.
I felt a tingle in my loins as it had been a while since I had been with a woman. I don't know why, just wasn't in the mood since the split with Jan. I nodded and smiled back turning back to my beer.
Looking up at the array of different bottles of booze behind the bar, I could see the blond in the mirror just sitting and looking at me. She accepted her cocktail from the bartender, thanked him and again turned her face towards me, oddly lifting her nose as if enjoying some aroma. I pretended to investigate my brew but could feel her eyes checking me out.
The background music was laid back and soft, setting the mood for a quiet little spot for someone to relax and unwind from the day. Perfect for me.
"I'm not in love," began playing on the sound system. Jan and I loved that song! It was soothing to just sit and listen to.
I sipped on my longneck and again glanced in the mirror looking for the lady. She wasn't there. I craned my neck to see if she had quietly left and she was suddenly at my side smiling not twelve inches from my face.
I jumped back at the sweet surprise. I could now see that she had an hourglass figure, slender waist with a short tan skirt that was just above perfect knees and legs. Mouthwatering gorgeous. A subtle scent tickled my nostrils. She was a dream.
"Hi!" She softly said. "Care to dance to one of my favorite songs? Her eyebrows went up in an inquiring fashion. "It's been ages since I danced to it!"
I was torn between looking at her eyes or her bust, which had little or no sag, and her two swollen areolas that poked at the light sweater. There was a hint of hardening nipples also. A good 34 "C" cup.
I reluctantly raised my eyes to hers, smiled shyly and nodded my head. "I'd love to!"
Putting her right arm through my left, gently urged me off the stool and towards the small area that comprised the dance area.
Arriving, she placed both her arms around my neck and laying her face gently in the crook of my neck sighed lightly and began sashaying lightly against me and humming the tune. I felt her breathing nicely on my neck.
Her breasts welling up to tease my chest, I imagined her nipples were swollen and gently pressing into my chest. I easily placed my hands on her small waist, instantly getting into the rhythm. I'm a good dancer.
She was the perfect height for me, about five inches shorter than my six feet and I again inhaled her scent. Ooh! Whatever she was wearing went right to my dick and aroused the rest of me as well. I inhaled deeply, enjoying the deep fragrance fully.
"Do you like my cologne?" She whispered as we began to dance a little closer. "It's from France. Guaranteed to excite any man!" Meeting my eyes for a moment, I knew she meant it.
"Well it's working great! It's perfect for you! Very enchanting!" I sighed. It was perfect for me too. I felt the swelling in my dick pressing to escape my shorts. I turned my hips away slightly so she wouldn't become embarrassed at my state of arousal and end the dance.
"Hmm, she said softly. "I think you might need to readjust something. So, you'll be more comfortable?" How did she know?
Smiling up at me knowingly said. "I'll turn my back for a moment." She did just that.
I was startled and hurriedly turned slightly, reached in and pulled my dick up straight. I never, ever had a woman ask me to do that before!
She looked over her shoulder at me, and caught me as I finished reorganizing my dick. The pose was so innocent and girlish.
"Better?" She asked turning, hands going around my neck and again snuggling close. We resumed dancing as if nothing had transpired.
I shakily answered. "Yeah, sorry about that. It's been a while since I held someone beautiful in my arms."
"Aw! It was cute, I'm flattered!" She murmured.
Laughing lightly, she pulled me closer, breathing heavily along my neck causing me to shudder at the intimacy. I instinctively put my arms around her back and felt her move closer to me, awfully close to me.
I don't know just when it began, but I began feeling her mons brushing ever so lightly on my now upwards pointing cock with her every light sway. I don't know if she was even aware of the contact but I sure as hell was! I pulled her closer.
She seemed to relish the contact as I felt her sigh and move her hips in further just as the song ended
"Oh my! I haven't even asked your name and here I am holding on like a call girl! Which by the way I Am Not!" She giggled at the statement. If she was a pro. I couldn't afford her, that's for sure.
I laughed also and holding her at arms length said, "I'm Jack and you are?"
"Ella, but you can call me 'Ella!"
We both laughed harder at the pun.
"Well Jack, will you join a lady at her table for a cocktail? I'll buy as it's on company time all weekend!" The look on her face was almost hungry and needy at the same time.
"I'd be honored Ms. Ella! Lead the way!"
Ella took my arm and holding tightly, tugged me to her table.
I sat next to her and waved at the bartender holding up two fingers. He smiled and nodded at us.
Our round came quickly and I raised my beer to her glass and toasted.
"Here's to a ravishing lady who fills this place with class and sophistication!" I beamed at my brain working right even as a lot of blood had drifted to another part of my body.
