by Tyler, Nella
“Wow, you’re stunning.”
“That’s sweet of you, thank you.”
I held the car door open for Alicia and she climbed into the black sedan. She was stunning. It wasn’t a pick-up line at all. I had trained myself well to be able to find genuine compliments for a woman. As much as men liked to think that women didn’t care what you complimented them on; they did. A woman would not see the compliment as genuine if you couldn’t maintain eye contact with them and smile as you gave the compliment. So it was just easier to actually find things to compliment a woman on instead of using the same line as every other guy.
“Did you do something different with your hair? It looks like one of those supermodels in Times Square,” I said as I reached out and gently touched the tip of her hair.
Alicia smiled and I felt like I had received my first win of the night. A very slight softening of her demeanor happened and I could see here blue eyes look at me for a brief second with a little less disdain than before.
Alicia was clearly a beautiful woman and I had to believe she knew it. She appeared to be very confident and didn’t seem to need the typical reassurance about her looks. But under her hardcore business woman appearance, I was sure there was a soft woman that I could get what I wanted from.
“I might have showered,” she said with a sly smile.
“Well, that was nice of you.”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t want you to have to be tortured by my sweaty gym smell.”
I paused for a moment to think about Alicia all drenched in sweat. It didn’t seem like a bad idea at all. I even got a semi hard on thinking about her on top of me all drenched in sweat. Her body trembling as I fucked her. Oh, how I couldn’t wait for when I could slide inside of her. She didn’t look like the kind of girl that got laid very often, I bet she would cum so fast for me that I’d have to fuck her again and again just to get her good and tired.
“I think I’d like to see you sweaty,” I grinned.
“Yes, I guarantee you would.”
I stopped dead in my tracks. This girl had just given me back a level of flirting that I was not prepared for. She smiled and made eye contact and I was more than willing to let her take the lead. She hadn’t stricken me as the type of woman who liked to be in charge of her sexual relationship, but perhaps she was.
“I like your guarantee.”
We continued in silence as the driver took us to a restaurant on the Westside. Genoa’s Restaurant was a romantic Italian place that I had come to on many dates. I felt comfortable there. It was small and intimate and gave my women a chance to feel more at ease. A big popular restaurant was always impressive if I had a woman who didn’t appear to have the money for those kinds of places. But Alicia had the money and I knew I couldn’t impress her with a fancy restaurant. Small and casual, with amazing food, would have to do.
As we walked into Genoa’s, I placed my hand at the small of Alicia’s back. The electricity that shot through my body was beyond what I was prepared for. Lust, desire, a need for this woman electrified my fingers.
I had placed my hand on dozens of women’s backs over the years; never had I felt the desire that I did at that moment.
I felt her muscles as she moved. I felt her skin under a very thin layer of fabric. My fingers delicately moved on her back as I took in this new and unusual sensation. I wanted more of it. I wanted all of her. At that moment, I decided I needed to seduce her. I needed to feel myself inside of her and then I would figure out the financial of her company.
My eyes watched the nap of her neck as she moved her hair out of the way. Her exposed skin begged for me to place my lips on there, but it was too soon. I tried to see what her tattoo said, but it was halfway covered. I had to behave, for a little bit longer. There was a fine line between showing a woman you were interested in her and totally creeping her out. My desire for Alicia was clouding my judgment on where that fine line was located at.
“Let me,” I said to the waiter as he went to pull out Alicia’s chair for her.
“Oh thank you. That is sweet of you.”
I had been here enough times that the waiter knew this game. His name was Scott and I always tipped him very well after I had a date there. He and I had coordinated a symphony for my date nights that would always leave my date in awe of how kind I was.
“I hope you’re hungry. They have the best Italian food on this side of the park.”
“I hope they have some nice juicy meatballs,” Alicia said as she looked me in the eyes.
Holy fuck! This woman was playing me with her flirting. I loved it. Her witty remarks were on par with my humor and were totally throwing me off my normal dating game.
“You like balls in your mouth?” I said with a smile.
“Mmmm, yes, big ones.”
Scott stood there and smiled at our interaction. I knew he was thinking the exact same thing as I was. This girl was funny. She wasn’t like any other woman I had brought to that restaurant and I suddenly realized I wasn’t prepared for a date with a woman like her.
My dating repertoire had a plan. A basic set of rules of what I would say, how they normal reacted and how I would proceed with the night in order to get them into bed. Alicia’s responses were nothing like other women. She was funny and irreverent and I liked it.
“Girl, you are killing me.”
“Oh don’t die. I thought we were going to fuck later.”
“Oh yeah. You thought that?”
“Yeah, I have it all planned out. I’ll flirt and try to be all feminine and delicate throughout our dinner. You’ll lay on some cheesy line about taking me home. I’ll invite you up to my apartment and have my way with you.”
“Seems like a reasonable plan,” I laughed. “Scott let’s get our meals to go.” I joked.
Alicia laughed too and I saw a smile that lit up the entire restaurant. Her pink lips separated just enough to show off her perfectly straight white teeth. My eyes fixated on her mouth and for the first time in a very long time, I wanted to kiss a woman. I wanted her lips to be on mine. I had an urge to feel them on mine.
Typically the only place I imagine a woman’s lips was wrapped around my cock. I couldn’t tell why I had wanted to kiss Alicia so badly, but it was a surprise to me.
“Scott, how about you bring us a bottle of wine and our dinners here?” Alicia said as she talked to our waiter.
Scott looked to me for guidance as he wasn’t sure which one of us he should listen to.
“Yes, Scott; listen to the lady.”
“Mmmm I like this,” Alicia said as she licked her lips.
“What?”
“This between us. It’s electric. Do you feel it?”
Fuck yeah, I felt it. There was something fun and exciting between us. I knew for sure I wasn’t going to be able to play Alicia like I did other women. But the funny thing was, I didn’t want to play her. I really enjoyed this back and forth between us. It was probably as close to a real date as I had been on in years.
“Oh, that’s just the vibrator I brought,” I said as I made a vibrating noise with me mouth.”
Again, she laughed.
It was like a drug to me. Watching her head slide back and look up into the air as she let out a giggle. Her hand went to her chest and steadied herself as she let out the sweetest laugh I had heard.
“You’re funny, Evan. Tell me more about yourself.”
My mind swirled with all the things I shouldn’t tell this woman and all the things I should tell her. It was hard to keep them all straight. I wanted to find out more about her company, but I had to be strategic about it. I had to tell her just enough so she would talk to me and not so much that she knew what I was really after.
“I’m a real estate guy. You know, the mini Donald Trump. I know. I know. I’m still working on the hair thing.”
“I like real estate, but I like to work with my hands more. I think if I ended up in real estate I’d always want to be on site and supervising the constructio
n so I could play with the tools.”
For a moment, I ignored the obvious flirt about playing with the tools.
“Yes, getting involved in a renovation is the most fun. So rewarding. What do you do?” I asked, although I clearly already knew the answer.
Dinner continued on fantastically well. It was better than any choreographed date that I could have planned. We drank a bottle of wine between the two of us and I could see the flush as it filled her cheeks.
Her laughter and playfulness were delightful and my need to fuck her had somewhere, somehow changed. I wanted to know this woman. I wanted to know all about her.
“Can I take you someplace?” I asked as we left the restaurant.
“Your place?” Alicia joked.
“Well yes, there of course. But I’d like to take you to my favorite little place to get a nightcap. Do you want to join me?”
Alicia just shook her head yes and we stood outside Genoa’s waiting for our car. She moved her hair to one side of her neck and again I was faced with the urge to kiss her neck. But this time I couldn’t resist.
My hand followed hers and held her hair off to one side as I leaned down from behind her and let my lips gently touch the back of her neck. She froze, but she didn’t move away. I felt her tilt her neck to the side and open it up for my lips to explore even more. I finally got a good look at her tattoo; it said “Dream.” I wondered why she had chosen it, but decided I should ask her later.
Gently I let my lips kiss up her neck to just below her earlobe. I could feel her pulse under my touch. I could see it quicken with each touch of my lips.
Her delicate, pale skin was so smooth. It was obvious that Alicia took good care of herself. I could smell the deliciousness of her skin products. I felt like I could literally have eaten her up right there, so it was a disappointment when the car pulled up.
She reached back and grabbed for my hand as we walked the few steps to the car. Her gentle touch again instilled electricity into my body. Although we only touched for a brief moment, I knew I needed to feel her more. I had to have more. I had to feel that electricity again.
Chapter 7
Something changed with Alicia as we walked into the bar, Nightly Sinners. It was like she put a self-inflicted brake onto the flirting she had been doing. She didn’t reach for me and she didn’t give me any more of her sexy jokes. I thought, perhaps, that I had crossed that thin line when I had kissed her neck. But she was still there with me, so there was hope.
“So why do you love this place so much?” Alicia asked as she looked around the dark club.
The club was very dark; they used dark light bulbs and didn’t have a shred of normal light at all. The bartenders even used black lights when they needed to look for something. The darkness was only part of the appeal. The music was another thing I loved. The soulful sounds of jazz, rock and any number of other genres mixed and matched throughout the night to lull you into a sense of calmness.
“It’s relaxing without being sexy. I think it does a great job of serving the purpose of what they want people to come in here for.”
“Very true. It’s important in the business world to give people what they want. I’m trying to do that right now with my business.”
It was finally time to delve into the business dealings. She had opened up the door to discuss her company. It was with mixed emotions that I would go through that door. I wanted to know more about her IPO, but I had enjoyed the flirting so very much.
“What are you doing with your business?”
“Under advisement from my team, we are going to release our company to the public,” Alicia did not seem happy about the news at all. “It’s what you’re supposed to do. Right?”
In fact, I thought I saw a sign of sadness in her eyes. Usually, companies were excited for the infusion of cash that an IPO would offer them. It wasn’t often that I saw someone look so downright sad at the prospect.
“You’re not happy?”
“No. I’m an artist. I started my company purely for that. It has gotten so huge and so out of control that I don’t have control over it at all anymore.”
“Well if it’s your company, you should get to decide.”
“Yes, if only that was how the business world worked.” She sighed. “So what about you? Tell me more about your real estate.”
I couldn’t lie to her, but I really didn’t have much experience in real estate. My own condo purchasing and remodeling was about my extent of real estate experience, but that seemed enough for now.
“I bought an old outdated condo to start and then renovated it with a friend. It was the first time I felt truly accomplished in my life. I continued to sell off one condo and then buy another until I got here.”
It wasn’t a lie. The truth was that was how I had purchased my current condo. Always buying something that needed to be renovated and then selling it off after I had finished making it looked undeniably perfect. I didn’t do the work myself, but I did give a lot of input into the designs and ideas that I thought would work best.
“Everyone starts somewhere. Are you doing well now?” she asked.
Many women had asked if I was rich in some sort of roundabout way, but when Alicia asked I didn’t feel like she meant it that way. It felt different. Like she was genuinely interested to know if my business was doing well. Some women would downright ask me how much I made each year. I had started lying to whatever women I could about what I did for a living. If they thought I was a bar manager or a law clerk, it was much less likely that they would focus on the amount of money that I made.
Money was a joy of mine, but I didn’t need the women I was fucking to know just how much I made each year. I needed something to be kept private.
“Yes, I’m doing very well. Always learning and looking at new areas, though. I think that is the key to any business. You always have to analyze your downside and build up your upside.”
“Exactly,” Alicia said as she stared off into the bar.
She wasn’t there with me. For that moment, I could tell her mind was clearly somewhere outside of that bar. It was alright with me, though. I enjoyed watching her without worry that she would notice.
My eyes leered at her breasts as I saw the top mounds exposed from her dress. It was a classy dress and she certainly didn’t intend to entice me as much as she was, but it was sexy because it fit every curve on her body. I found my eyes lingering on her breasts and wondered what she would do when I wrapped my lips around her nipples. I loved when a woman was ultra sensitive to having her nipples played with, I loved to hear them moan as I pulled on them hard with my mouth.
“I’m sorry, I’m distracted. Did you say something?” Alicia asked as she came back to the present time.
“Nope, I was just staring at you like a stalker,” I joked as I finally looked away from her breasts.
“I should probably get going. This IPO is really stressing me out. I’m afraid I won’t be good company for much longer. I just feel so out of control with all the business talk. It’s like my company is slipping away from me.”
“I know a little about investing. Can I help you at all?”
The sadness in her voice had caused me to offer help when the last thing I wanted her to know about me was my connection to the stock market.
“No, I think I’ll just have to figure this one out for myself. Thank you though.”
Alicia got up from the table and started to leave.
I scrambled to pay the check and ran after her. The abruptness in which she left the bar had me worried.
“Let me take you home,” I said as I got my phone out and summoned a car.
“I’ll be alright. Thank you for a nice evening. I think the wine has just gotten to me. I need to lay down.”
“My apartment is right there,” I said as I pointed up at the building across the street. “You are welcome to come home with me. I might even be able to behave myself and let you rest.”
I genuinely offere
d her to come to my home and sleep. What had come over me? I had never once said such a thing and actually meant it. Surely I had come down with some sort of illness.
“I’ll head home for tonight. Thanks again, Evan. I enjoyed our night.”
Alicia leaned in and kissed me on the cheek and then threw her hand up in the air. Within ten seconds, a cab had stopped for her, proving my thought that cabs just liked to stop for pretty ladies. I had never gotten a cab so quick in all of my life.
“Again?” I asked as I opened the cab for her. “Should we go out again sometime?”
“Let me finish this business deal and I’ll call you.”
She leaned in close to me and her lips gently touched mine. The softness of her skin against mine was too much for my body to resist and my cock got hard with excitement. But before I could reach for her and pull her close to me, Alicia had slid into the cab and closed her door. She sped off toward her upper east side apartment and I was left standing there with a rock hard cock and no electric lips to wrap around it.
Stunned was a good way to describe what I felt. The whole night had gone nothing like I had planned it. I hadn’t expected to enjoy talking to Alicia so much. I certainly hadn’t planned to be standing alone at the end of the night.
I made my way across the street to my apartment. I slumped into my couch as I thought about Alicia and the night. She seemed to hate the idea that her IPO was happening. That made me sad. It was such an exciting time for businesses, certainly something that she should be proud of. Her company had grown enough that it could be sold on the New York Stock Exchange. Did she understand how many small companies would love to be her?
The night was young and I couldn’t sleep. I tried to watch some television, but nothing had caught my eye. In fact, I couldn’t even remember the last time I had turned my television on. I sat there blankly staring at some hospital show before I gave up and decided to go down to Edwards on 5th. I needed to fuck someone. I needed to get rid of the pent up energy inside of me.
Chapter 8
I saw the woman I wanted to bring home almost instantly as I walked into Edwards. She was young, blonde, and looked like the biggest bitch in the bar. I didn’t want a sweet girl. I needed a down and dirty woman that I could really give a good fucking too.