We touch up our makeup in the taxi on the way and soon we are in the bar. The music is pumping and there are lots of customers in, too many for us to find a seat so we stay close to the bar and scour the place, looking for Mr Hot from last week. Debbie had spotted him looking over at her but she chickened out of talking to him.
“You had better not be a pussy this week!” I tease her with a wink.
“Oh! No chance!” Debbie laughs, “If he shows up I am definitely just going over.”
The night goes on and it gets later, still with no sign of Mr Hot, when suddenly Debbie gasps.
“There he is! Look, Ali!”
Sure enough, he is here and he is looking over at her again, so without any hesitation she is off after him while I get us another round of drinks.
The bar is more crowded now, and as I wait at the bar to order some drinks someone sidles up beside me, brushing my arm. I turn to look and a good-looking older guy smiles back at me. I study him for a moment before I smile back. I feel like I know him from somewhere but I don’t think I do.
I quickly look away, embarrassed after staring at him for longer than I probably should have. My heart is suddenly pounding. Who is he? I question myself, and why do I feel like I know him?
He speaks to me then.
“I’m Tom.” His voice is deep and sexy, it instantly makes me feel tingly.
“Hey, I’m Ali,” I get another look at him, “Do I know you?”
“I wondered the same thing when I saw you, but I know that I would remember if we had met before,” he shrugs.
He is right, so would I. I have never felt chemistry like this before. I mean he is just a random guy that I have only said hello to, but I have an intense feeling about him.
He is cute, tallish, with greying hair, bright blue eyes and a wonderful smile.
I smile at him. “Well it’s good to meet you Tom.”
Eventually we get drinks and stay at the bar and chat for a while, we seem to hit it off instantly and it feels as if we have known each other for ages. My god, I find him so hot! What is wrong with me? I have never met this man before!
Some time later Debbie comes to find me with Mr Hot in tow, she is excited and tells me that they are going to go for a walk and that she will see me at work in the morning. We say goodnight and after me telling her to be careful, they leave.
I turn back to Tom and find that he is looking intensely at me, his eyes are full of lust and I almost quiver with pleasure just from his gaze. His hand moves to my arm, our eyes now fixed on each other, it is like some unspoken communication and I just know that he feels the same way that I do. I am so drawn to him, it is like some strong connection and need that I feel to have this man.
Suddenly he is close to me, pressing me against the bar with his body.
“You’re fucking hot,” he growls.
I am breathless and aroused by his words, by his simple touch. I smile and wrap an arm around his neck.
“You know that I feel the same.” I look up at him and bite my lip.
It is funny, I am usually so coy with guys, but something about Tom makes me feel very sexy and confident. The mutual attraction is sizzling between us.
“I just want to fuck you.” Whoa! Say what you mean Tom!
I bite my lip and grin at him. “Then do it.”
He grabs my ass and pulls me hard against him, slowly grinding his hips to mine, making me aware of how hard he is. It is enough to leave me breathless.
“Yes,” I moan, my lips finding his neck, “I want that. I want you.”
We leave the bar right away. Soon we are out in the cool evening air and walking to his car. I feel like a hypocrite for a moment, I always tell my girl friends how careless it is to go off with a stranger, yet here I am doing the very same. I cannot help myself though; Tom just does not feel like a stranger to me.
He drives and we do not speak, the air crackles with heat and passion, with a knowing of what is coming.
We finally end up on a quiet road a few miles out of town. He pulls up the car and turns to me, I look at him and bite my lip and he is on me instantly, his tongue thrusting past my lips, exploring every inch of my body with his hands. I grab at him, unbuttoning his shirt eagerly. God, I want this man right now, more than I have ever wanted anything.
He pulls away from me, opens his car door, and walks around the bonnet to my side, opening my door and offering me his hand. I climb out and look around, it is dark other than the lights of the car.
He smiles at me and it is sexy and suggestive.