by Hawke, Jessa
“Hello, sweetheart, mind if I join you at the counter?” a low male voice startled her out of her thoughts, and as she looked up she looked straight into a pair of fine blue eyes that seemed to look right through her.
She straightened her dress quickly and blushed at the thought of having been caught off guard like this. This dark haired guy immediately took her breath away with his hotness. She felt he was the most handsome guy that she had come across in quite a while. His hair was combed back neatly, and he removed his jacket and placed it on the counter. Emma felt her blood rushing through her veins as he unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt to reveal a trace of dark hair on just below his neck. She felt her heartbeat quicken and her lips naturally parted as she felt a surge of magnetic lust drawing her toward this gorgeous stranger.
“I'm sorry, please have a seat. What would you like me to fix you?” she finally found her tongue, pushing an imaginary hair off her forehead.
“I'll have a shot of Jameson, if you please. And I would like to buy you a drink if you don’t mind. It is not every day that you find a beautiful bartender hanging around alone,” he said to her, his low voice vibrating deep into her body and striking a chord somewhere in between her thighs. She had definitely gone for too long without having sex and was going to have to start thinking straight again.
“Thank you, what makes you think that I have been hanging out alone?” she decided to flirt with him as she headed off and returned with two glasses, which she dosed with the drink and slid one across the counter to him.
“I was standing by the entrance for close to five minutes and it struck me at just how lonely you looked,” he said, his eyes moving over to Sandi, who was busy giggling and being fondled, but did not seem to give a fuck in the world.
“Don’t take this the wrong way, sir, but I'm not like her,” Emma said defensively, feeling a hint of arousal as she saw just how glossy the fingers pulling out from under Sandi’s dress were, a clear indication of where Sandi was headed in the next couple of minutes.
“Please, call me Brandon. I just got arrived in town and thought that I would drop by here for a drink before heading to bed,” he said, reaching out to shake her hand, and as she shook it, she felt a wave of electricity bolting through her body right to the very core of her sex.
“I’m Emma,” she said, showing him the name-tag on her chest and blushing when she noted that his eyes were concentrating on her cleavage and not the badge.
This man sure had a way of triggering something deep within her. She felt every need and urge within her coming to the surface, but she remembered the pact she had with herself to never again have a one-nighter. She promptly decided to make an exception for tonight, for this incredible guy if he was up for it. There was just something about him that made him stand out from the other men that she had met, and Emma felt eager to go ahead and explore what it was.
*****
Brandon found that he was madly attracted to the blonde behind the counter. She was unlike any other chick that he had met before, and something about her made him want to get to know her more, although he knew that could realistically never happen. He was in town to for only 10 days and then after that he would be headed back to L.A. Still, there was this strong feeling that made him wish that he could get to know Emma better. She pushed her drink next to his and walked around the counter, settling on a bar stool next to his, and Brandon felt his dick shifting around in his pants when her short uniform inched higher giving him a view of a sexy pair of thighs.
“So, where do you come from?” she interrupted him, making him force his eyes off her thighs as he looked into her sultry eyes.
“Los Angeles. I run my business from there but I travel a lot,” he replied.
“Pretty interesting place, I hear. I've always wanted to move away from Seattle and try living somewhere else. Maybe someday I'll find that prince charming to sweep me off my feet,” she replied, swirling the drink in her glass. Brandon could sense her loneliness, which made him rest his hand on hers on the counter as soon as she had set down her glass.
“I'm pretty sure that there are many deserving men out there who would not mind being with a woman as hot as you. You must be feeling very lonely to talk like that, I'm guessing,” he said carefully, and she seemed to turn his words around in her mind, studying him closely before she answered.
“Maybe we can say that my love life sucks. Can you believe that the last time that I had sex was more than six months ago and right now I'm feeling so damn horny, I feel like dragging you to the washrooms for a short call, no strings attached,” she said, catching him totally off guard as he swallowed hard, draining his drink as the impact of her words made his cock begin to harden, a tent forming visibly in his pants.
“Wow, those are quite some heavy words, Emma, I don’t really know what to say,” he replied with a little bit of a laugh, avoiding her eyes because he was afraid that she would read just how badly he wanted her right now too.
“You can say what all the men out here would say; let’s make this happen,” she smiled, reaching for the bottle and filling up their glasses again with Jameson.
“That is just the thing, Emma; I am not like all the other men out there. I am me, and it is not really my usual thing to go out and have sex with a woman the first time that I meet her. I need to connect with her first, if you know what I mean,” he said, clearing his throat and trying to desperately hide his hardened cock since it spoke the direct opposite of what he had just said. It wanted to go and fuck her right away without thinking twice.
“If that is so, then tell me why you already have a hard on,” she replied, handing him his glass as her hand went down to his crotch, her fingers beginning to rub over the hardness of his dick within. “Look here, Brandon, I am going to be very straight forward with you, it is not every day that I have a crush on someone, and as a matter of fact, it has never happened here. Right now though, I think I want you to make me scream. I could use this hard dick of yours inside me.”
Brandon held his breath as she pulled his fly open and slid her hand into his pants, pulling his boxer down over his erection, before wrapping her fingers around it firmly and beginning to jerk it up and down slowly. Brandon looked around the bar, but the only other people in there were the barmaid and a man who seemed to be kissing and fingering her as if he wanted to fuck her right there. Moments later, they got up drunkenly and staggered out of the bar to the back leaving Brandon and Emma alone.
“You want me to tell you the truth too?” he said to her, placing his hand under her chin and making her look him in the eyes. “I think that you are the most beautiful and sexy girl that I have seen in ages.”
Their heads moved closer together, their lips connecting as they began kissing hungrily. Emma jerked his dick playing her thumb over the tip and spreading the precum that had already pooled there over the surface of the skin, and Brandon felt as if he was going to explode with pleasure. His hands went to her breasts and he began massaging them over the material of her dress. He felt as if his balls were on fire when he realized that she was not wearing a bra, her nipples pebbling as he pinched them softly and began playing around with them. Emma let out a moan into his mouth and from the way that she was trembling; he could tell just how in need she was. She needed this release more than anything right now and he was stoked at the reality that he was the guy to give it to her. She finally pulled her lips away from his and looked at him with eyes clouded with lust, passion.
“I'll just close up the bar, there are some rooms in the back, we can use one of them as long as we are out of here before the cock crows,” she said, sliding off the stool and heading off to lock the front door while Brandon fished out a couple of bills and tossed them onto the bar counter.
*****
Emma finished her cash out and then grabbed Brandon’s hand without saying a word. She led him down a long corridor, heading towards one of the rooms set aside for her for the nights when they closed lat
e and she was too tired to go home. She had used it very few times, but right now she was just glad that it was there for her convenience because she did not know if she would have made it to some hotel alive with all the lust that was boiling within her. She could not even believe that it was she who had actually made the first move on this total stranger, but she would deal with the consequences later. She had a feeling that he was going to give her the sort of mind blowing experience that she would never forget and that was all that mattered right now. She slipped the key into the lock and then pushed the door open before hitting the light switch. Brandon immediately pulled her into his arms and kicked the door shut, their lips hungrily seeking each other out as they began kissing wildly. Emma had never felt so highly aroused in her life, she felt as if her whole body was alive for the first time. Brandon's mouth tasted like honey, and she wondered how it would feel tasting other parts of her body, parts that were way more sensitive. Her pussy had already creamed up, her thong was soaking wet, and she could even feel her juices rolling down her inner thighs; she was at the height of arousal.
“Brandon, please don’t take this the wrong way, but I really needed this. I really need to do this with you,” she breathed heavily, pulling her puffed lips away from his and looking him in the eyes as she began to unbutton his shirt.
“I understand you, sweetheart. I really need it too. I feel as if I need it more than anything that I have ever needed in my life before,” Brandon said, peeling off his shirt and tossing it onto a chair, as Emma crouched down before him and began unbuckling his belt.
She felt as if she was possessed as she pulled his pants open, dragging them to his ankles and then pulling down his boxers to reveal a sweet looking cock, curved to perfection to pleasure her innermost places. She moved her head closer to his crotch and breathed in his male scent, and just like some fine wine, it went straight to her head making her dizzy with desire. She slipped out her tongue, and with her eyes fixated on Brandon's, flicked it over the tip of his dick, getting a taste of his male honey, which had formed on the huge pink slit on the tip. Wrapping her lips over the head, Emma began sucking it with her mouth making Brandon groan with desire.
“Oh fuck, yeah, that feels good,” he groaned as she took more and more of his dick into her mouth, her head beginning to move up and down on the shaft.
Feeling the intense need for more than just a shaft inside her mouth, she pulled her mouth off the cock suddenly and stood up as Brandon sounded his disappointment. Reaching behind her, she unzipped her dress and pulled it off her body swiftly, leaving her standing there naked in just her thong and heels. She then hooked her finger into her thong and slipped it off, bringing it up and pressing it onto Brandon's nose as she pushed him backwards towards the bed, glad that he had gotten rid of his shoes and socks. As he breathed in her love juices, she made him get onto his back on the bed and then climbed on top of him, straddling his head with her dripping sex right above his face. Emma lowered her pussy onto his face, and Brandon wrapped his hands around her thighs, pulling her down onto his mouth. She let out a moan of pleasure as he began lapping at her aching folds, sucking her clit into his mouth and beginning to lavish it with pleasure. She then leaned forward, her face aiming for his crotch and once again began sucking on his dick. She rubbed her pussy over his mouth, loving the sensations as they pleasured each other, 69 style.
Brandon parted her butt cheeks with his hands and she felt a finger trailing down the length of her crack, coming to a stop on the rim of her butt hole. He eased a finger into her butt hole slowly, and Emma felt as if she was going to explode with pleasure. While fingering her butt hole, Brandon sucked on her clit hard and consistently, and that was enough to bring out the first signs of her orgasm. She felt her stomach tightening, and before she could control it, Emma climaxed hard, her juices flowing freely all over Brandon's face. She rubbed her pussy frantically over his mouth until her climax ebbed before she suddenly pulled herself off of his face and without getting off Brandon, moved over him until she was straddling his erection. She reached her hand for his dick and guided it into her cunt as she lowered herself onto it in reverse cowgirl, loving the sensations of its thickness against her overly sensitive walls.
*****
“Oh yeahh!” Brandon moaned as he felt the tightness of her love sheath closing around his aching cock.
This was definitely an experience that he would live to remember, the naïve looking but wild bartender out to kill him with pleasure. He slapped her buttocks, looking down at them as his dick disappeared into her delicious wetness. She then leaned forward, resting her hands on his knees as she began riding him in long delicious strokes. Brandon felt as if he had died and gone to heaven. Surely, nothing on earth could feel as good as the pleasure that this stranger was giving him. She rode him intensely, gripping her pussy muscles around his shaft whenever she pulled off him, and the pleasure was almost more that he could take. The thing that really got him off was the fact that she also seemed to be enjoying it enormously, her movements becoming more rapid and intense with every stroke.
“Oh yeah, it feels so good, oh yeah!” she moaned over and over and Brandon was having a hard time controlling himself.
He would have loved to come inside her already, but he knew that she had just come in his mouth and would probably take some time to get off again. Moving his hand to his dick, he reached around it for her clit and began rubbing it hard over his shaft as it drove in and out of her love slit. That seemed to do the trick because her moans became even more intense, her pussy creaming up even more with her desire. The silky feel of her love juices was maddeningly pleasant making Brandon's balls boil with desire. Suddenly, he felt her pussy contracting over his dick.
“Oh yes, I'm coming, oh yes, I'm coming, I'm coming!” she screamed suddenly as she rode him harder than ever.
Brandon arched his waist upwards, driving his dick deep inside her cunt. He felt a sudden heat bursting through his penis and he held her tightly by the waist as his cum shot into her love nest. Emma gripped his love rod tightly with her vagina muscles, milking every drop of love juice from it, and Brandon could feel it blending with her sweet nectar. Never in his life had he ever experienced such mind blowing sex, and he was sure that he would be coming back to The Hive to see this woman again.
*****
“I hope that you remembered to take the day off because we are having dinner with George. His son is in town until the wedding, and we would really like you to meet him at some point, although I don’t think that he will be at dinner tonight,” Lisa said, popping her head into Emma's bedroom where she stood by the dresser working on her makeup.
“I'm just hoping that it is not going to be one of those boring dinners that will leave me dozing off, mom,” Emma said.
It had been two days since she’d had the one night stand with Brandon, and she could not seem to think of anything else apart from that mind-blowing fuck. It had been the most heated night of her life and one that she was unlikely to ever forget. She was starting to think that it was too bad that they had decided that it was just a no strings attached affair and so they had not even exchanged numbers, they didn’t even know each other’s last names, although he knew where to find her anytime. Emma was not even sure that she would ever be able to enjoy sex with another man if it was not Brandon. There was just something about him, something that she could not quite place, that had touched her much deeper than a one night stand was supposed to. She wanted more, more than just a meaningless fling. She wanted to get to know him better because she had the feeling that they had something special, something more than just sex. They had a connection, and it had come naturally or else Emma would never have acted that way with him. She would never push herself at a man just like that if she didn’t feel there was something more there.
“Why do you always think that we older people are boring? Anyway, the main reason for this dinner is so that you can spend a little time with your step father, and so th
at we can iron out the final plans for the wedding, which I can’t believe is in only two days,” her mother said. “The wedding would be a good opportunity for you to find some man who might interest you, you know. At twenty five you are not growing any younger…”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, go on mother, I'll be upstairs in a second,” Emma went to the door kicking it shut and forcing her mother to leave her alone so that she could finish preparing for the dinner.
Dinner conversation with George ended up being pleasant and fun, to Emma’s surprise. It turned out George was a pretty handsome and charming man and Emma could not help but wonder why there was something about him that made him seem so familiar. Maybe it was due to the fact that her mother talked about him so often to the point where Emma felt she knew him better than she actually did. He was into shipping and other businesses, and had developed a lot of wealth, something that was very appealing to Emma’s mother. That was one of the major differences between mother and daughter. Emma did not believe in material things and all; she believed in true love and true feelings. Wealth could always be acquired with the right sense of mind and opportunity. The lasagna and salad were delicious and the food was accompanied by the finest bottle of white wine, and by the time that dinner was over, Emma was not sure if she would ever be able to eat again.