The sun had just set and Christina rose from the coffin she spent her days in, looking at the other coffin with a longing she knew existed in her being. She began hoping for the one night when she could seduce the man she loved into spending eternity with her... and her lips, full and pouting and colored as red as blood, slowly curled into a smile.
Christina was a 416 year old vampire who had retained her beauty for all the time she slept- and she enjoyed the times she spent with men, often just having sex with them for a price. She always got cash for the time she spent with the men- but she also took a little out of them, courtesy of 2 small pin-like marks on their necks, caused by her fangs, that would be healed by morning. But she also remembered what her master told her.
Her master, the one who turned her as one of 3 brides for him and the same who gave her the expanse of property 400 years ago when she went to sleep, said that eventually she would need someone to love her like a mortal does... but for eternity. She didn't have to find him immediately- but she knew she had to find him.
Once she awakened from her sleep, Christina visited nightclubs and other places, hoping to find someone who wouldn't mind spending a long time with her. She always went out at night... dressed to kill in a mini-skirt and blouse or in an evening gown that would always put someone under her spell. Most of the time it was a man who really wanted just some sex with her- so she usually finished the night by taking some of his blood and depositing him in his hotel room. But that night, she would find someone who was really lonely- and really needed a companion.
She dressed in her favorite black evening gown with seamed stockings but decided not to use any other lingerie for it. She then put on a necklace with a bat made of threaded black pearls and her favorite short cape, attached with a gold chain, on her and decided to go look in one of the uptown nightclubs for her someone.
It was inside *GoldRush* at the Hilton that she encountered Dale, who had just gotten off of the clock at his job and was nursing a martini when she walked up to him. "I've never seen you here before, stranger," she said- and that startled him. "Can I buy you a drink, madame?" he asked her, and she asked for a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon.
"What's your name?" she asked. "Dale," he replied, "What's yours?" "Call me Christine," she said, and after securing a table away from the bar she asked, "What's on your mind?"
"Well, Christine," Dale started, "first my wife up and leaves me for some wench who loves riding motorcycles, taking my only daughter- who's sweet sixteen today- and then my boss has the nerve to fire me from my job at Global Travel after the same sixteen years of dedicated service to him. At least I got my severance package at the end... but man, I wish I could give my wife and daughter what they gave me."
It was then that his wife entered the nightclub... only, as Christine noted, she wasn't the loving housewife that Dale remembered from all their years. Instead of wearing a dress and pumps, she wore a tanktop that left her midriff bare, jeans and leather boots. Her red hair was done up in a ponytail and she was sporting earrings. Noticing him, she just walked in an opposite direction to another table where a similarly dressed woman greeted her with a tender kiss. In addition to what his wife wore, she had a leather jacket on as she sat sipping her wine, and the waiter brought another glass for the newcomer.
By that time, all Christine could see was Dale's pain in his heart... and she decided to make her move to seduce him. Taking his hand and making him stand up, they walked over by their table and then they kissed, their tongues playing hockey in each others' mouths... and she sent to the wife telepathically, 'You're going to be sorry you messed your husband's life.' Together, they walked out of the nightclub with the 2 biker babes following them... and then she was floored when the duo stepped into the back of a white stretch limousine and drove off toward Christine's home.
Once there Christine told Dale to spend this night as her guest, never to return to his home until morning and showing him to a bedroom where he could spend the night. "Please take a hot shower while I set out some of the clothes I have here," she said, "And then join me in the dining room for something to eat. I promise that by morning, you will not want to leave here."
So while Dale showered, Chris discovered a man outside the manor after she laid out a black double-breasted suit with a white shirt and black four-in-hand tie. Disappearing for a moment, the man discovered she was there... and she made him have an incredibly erotic dream while she pulled his schlong out of his pants and guided it up into her hotspot. 5 minutes later as he was cumming inside her, she had impaled him with her fangs for a healthy drink of his nectar. 'Ahh,' she thought, 'that will keep me from draining Dale dry while he becomes the king of my kingdom.'
Walking back into the house, she went towards the dining room as Dale was coming downstairs. The suit she laid out for him certainly made her want to get into him as soon as dinner was finished. When he saw that she wasn't served, Dale asked, "Why are you not having dinner with me?"
"It's because I had dinner earlier this evening," she replied without hinting that it was only a few minutes before. As Dale ate a T-bone steak with the traditional fixings, they sat and talked about the good times in his life... up to that day, when his wife left him for good. "She isn't the best thing for you, Dale," Christina said, "But I can help you create a better life for you."
When Dale asked why, all Christina did was take her lips and press them to his. Once he accepted it, she became more passionate in her embrace as their tongues started dueling each other. Once they let go, Christina said, "Let me pleasure you, Dale..."
