He pulls the contract from his back pocket and I show him where he needs to initial, sign and date. I explain to him that the contract is good for only three months and can be broken at any time. Before he signs the last page I stop him and make sure this is what he wants to do. “Yes, I wasn’t sure completely until you said about the trust part and that we take care of each other. You sold me with that.” He leans down to me and kisses me on the forehead. As a girl, I always love those kisses. He signs the last spot, I sign underneath his signature and then I take the contract and sit it on my desk in the far corner of the living room. I turn back around to him with a complete mood change. This girl is on the prowl and I only have one thing on my mind now. Getting him out of those fitted clothes.
“Do you have any questions about anything in the contract? I know some of the toys and things can me quite intimidating but I can assure you I will explain things and go easy on you until I know your ready.” Zane looks around a little bit as if he is trying to find something laying around to help him with his answer.
“I don’t think so. I understand what a dildo is, and im pretty sure I get the bondage part. Im not quite sure about anal sex, it’s a little weird. Just the thought of it.” He puts his hands in his pockets and looks from my eyes down towards his shoes. I can see his point. Typically men feel that anal beads and butt plugs are made for women, but when in fact they are actually made for men. Their “g-spot” is in their ass and I love helping them find that out.
“That is something that can be worked on.” I say, “I wont do anything your not ready for.” I sit on the arm of my couch facing towards Zane who is still standing by the island in the kitchen looking a little lost.
“So where do we start?” He takes his hands out of is pockets and crosses his arms. His body posture comes off confident but his face is showing me he is still hesitant towards it all.
I slowly get up off of the arm of the couch and walk over towards him. We start with you getting those fucking clothes off, that’s for sure! Once I am right in front of him I lean in and start kissing him deeply. He reacts instantly and gets forceful with his lips, pushing his tongue in my mouth and biting my lip. I reach down to his belt and undo it along with the button and zipper of his pants. As I slide the zipper down I can feel exactly how ready he is. His impressive length is pretty solid which makes my nipples react instantly. He goes for my hips and starts to slide my shirt up my torso and stops once he reaches my bra. He slows his kissing down and pulls back from me. My hands still holding onto the opening of his pants. “Whats wrong?” Zane runs one of his hands through his hair and looks up and lets out a loud breath.
“I am so sorry Gabriella, I really would love nothing more than to let you continue undressing me.” He looks at my lips, hunger in his eye.
A little agitated to be stopped I reply, “So what is the problem?” He rubs his finger tips along either side of my spine underneath my shirt.
“Well, I know this isn’t what you asked of me, but I uh. I typically don’t do this sort of thing until a little later in the relationship. Typically I wait until date three before considering doing anything past kissing.” He looks directly into my eyes. “I know that may sound old fashioned but I was always brought up to respect a female and I don’t want to cheapen whatever it is we have by just tossing you down and having my way with you.” What part of the contract didn’t he understand? Im pretty sure it clearly states that I want to be thrown down and I will throw him down. I leave out a sigh.
“I certainly never feel cheap and I do believe we have been on three dates, tonight being the fourth.” I tighten my grip on his pants and tug them a little bit towards me making him come closer to me. I kiss the space between his shoulder and neck making a deep growl come out of his throat.
He pulls back a little bit. “Technically, you said yourself, we have only had two dates because the first night didn’t count. And to me, tonight doesn’t count. We arent doing anything that would constitute a date in my eyes. Wine and dine is a date. Dinner and a movie, dancing or even going for a long walk and stopping for coffee. This is just an in between meeting.” I start laughing soundlessly. “Don’t laugh! I take these things seriously. Take me out and then you can unwrap your present.” Now im completely laughing uncontrollably. Zane just stares at me playfully like he doesn’t find the humor.
“Ok, ok. I get it. I understand and I will respect your wishes. But just so you know, I have been waiting quite a bit to tear those boxers off of you!” He looks down at his plaid boxers and looks back up at me.
“Impossible, I just bought them last night.” He grabs me by the small of my back and leans down to kiss me softly and as the kiss grows deeper, his hands run up my back and he takes a fist full of my hair and tugs lightly. This makes just about every nerve ending in my breasts go on high alert. My nipples grow erect and I push myself into him and run my fingers back and forth between the elastic of his boxers and his soft skin. I can feel how muscular he is in those areas and I cant wait to run my hands all over his bare skin and feel his muscles all over. He starts to get goose bumps where my fingers are lining, causing him to pull me tighter against his body and constantly growing erection. I know if I don’t end this make out session now, he will not get his wish because I will tie him to the stool by him and ride that hard cock anyways! I take my hand off of his waist and back up ending the kiss. I look up into his eyes and they look animalistic. Almost like he is going to pounce on me at any minute. He smiles a crooked smile enough to see his dimples. “Do not lose that thought right there. In a few hours I expect to see it behind your eyes again.” He pulls his keys from his pocket and grabs my hand to follow him out the door.
We pull up alongside a little diner. Nothing fancy, family owned with plain paper menus. We sit at a booth and order our drinks. I get a water with lemon and Zane orders a Pepsi. Once the waitress comes back with our drinks we order our food and then wait for our order and pass the time with small talk. You can feel the sexual tension in the air between us. The way he looks at me is different than when we came to a diner before. Its like he is undressing me with his eyes but not so intense that you cant tell if he is interested in the conversation. He was definitely right about being a pure gentleman. I, on the other hand, could care less about our conversation and im sure if he asks me to recall it at a later time I wouldn’t even know what we spoke of. I just want to crawl underneath this table and release the beast trapped in his pants. Once our food arrives we eat it in silence except for the occasional questions of how it is and if we can try each others meal. Zane pays for the check and grabs for my hand as we walk out the door. I get a wonderful idea and as he goes around to his side of the car and gets in I let him in on it. “You mentioned dancing earlier. That you’d like to do a date where we go dancing.” He looks at me confused as if I just spoke to him in Hebrew.
“Sure, but you don’t like to dance.” He starts up the car and I close my eyes for the second that the engine starts up.
“I don’t like to do it, but I do know I am good at it.” I place my hand on his leg to let him in on what exactly I ment. My mom always said “You can tell a lot about how a woman is in bed by how they dance.” So what better way to show him what hes in for than by taking him to a club and dancing on him.
“Ok. Well if your sure, I know a place not too far from here that stays busy through out the week.”
We pull into a parking garage and Zane hands his keys to a valet and the valet thanks him by name. “Come here often?” I smile at him.
“Its not like that. My college roommate actually owns the place. He went to school for business and loved to party, a lot. So now he makes a living doing it. Zane helps me out of the car and places my arm in his and directs me towards the sound of loud music and thumping bass.
It doesn’t look like the sort of club you would expect in New York City. It looks more like a fancy restaurant other than the huge bouncer standing outside the door and the line to go in half way down the block. We walk up and the bouncer turns to Zane and nods, opens the door and we walk in just like that. The inside of the club reminds me of something out of a movie. Ive been in clubs before with other subs, but this place is actually classy and retro. There are a few women dancing in flapper like dresses on top of tables and others dancing in cages above the dance floor. The music playing is modern but the way the place is decorated looks like it could be out of the 1940s. “Andrew was really into prohibition and all that those years entailed.” I can definitely tell.
Zane leads me over to a round couch booth with a low table in the middle. He helps me sit down and as he is taking a seat beside me a waiter approaches us. He is wearing pinstriped pants with a long sleeve button down shirt tucked into his pants and garters on his arms. His hair is slicked back and I notice he is even wearing shoes that complete the outfit. “Good evening Zane. What can I get you and this beautiful lady tonight?” Zane turns to me for my order.
“Ill have a cosmopolitan please.” I say to the waiter and look back to Zane as he orders a Miller Light. “This is definitely quite the place! I love how it feels like I have gone back in time. Definitely cool.” A tall man wearing dress pants and a button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and suspenders approaches us and sits down next to Zane.
“Hey stud muffin! The girls working by the entrance said you were here! I didn’t see you walk by me.” He slaps Zane on the back and looks over at me. “Well, who is this beautiful lady accompanying you this evening? My name is Andrew.” He reaches across Zane to hug me. “I own this place.”
Zane squeezes my leg and looks at me and says, “This is Gabriella, my, uh,”
“Friend, im is friend. This is quite the place you have here!” I look at Zane and put my hand on top of his and give him a squeeze back. Our eyes meet and I smile.
“Thank you!” Andrew looks around as if to admire his hard work. “It helps to have a trust fund. My dad wasn’t too thrilled but he seems to be coming around now. The table lamps are authentic! I couldn’t believe I got them in as great of shape as I did.” The waiter comes back with our drinks and sits them down on the table in front of us. “Ben, please be sure to take care of all of their needs tonight and their order is on the house tonight. You guys have fun and be sure to come say bye before you leave!” Ben, the waiter, nods and asks us if we need anything else. We say no and Ben and Andrew walk off leaving us to ourselves. We sip our drinks in silence as we take in the club, watching the ladies dance on top of the tables and the couples all but fucking on the dance floor. I finish off my drink and have had enough watching. Im ready to grind up on Zane and show him my moves. I sit my empty glass down and grab for his hand. He follows behind me and I pick a spot in the middle of the dance floor and a song with a great beat comes on and I start dancing. After a few minutes we become in sync and I turn my back to his chest and start moving my hips like im dancing in a Jlo music video. Zanes hands find my hips and they feel me move. I take my left hand and reach up above and behind myself to grab ahold of his neck. I can start to feel his dick moving under his clothes as my ass is rubbing against it. He leans down and starts kissing my ear and my neck. I push my hair to the other side and bend down to touch my toes as I grind deeper into his crotch. When I get back up Zane places his thumb in the front of my shorts and lets his hand relax over the front of my shorts and I continue to move my hips how I plan to later with him underneath me. The song changes to another up beat fast tempo song and Zane leans down and whispers in my ear, “Come with me.” He grabs my hand and leads me towards one of the bars in the back of the room where there is an open stair case that leads you up to different levels of the club. All of the levels are open so you can see down to the main dance floor. The levels consist of couches with tables in front of them and light mood lighting. Zane leads me up three flights of stairs where there are private VIP booths. The booth we walk into is a long couch with an ottoman in front of it. He sits down in the middle of the couch and opens his legs to sit comfortably. He leads me to stand right in front of him and says, “Dance for me.” I look around to see exactly how sexy I can get, and realize no one can see us up here. So I start moving my hips to the music and turning around so he can get a back view of my moves, making sure to dip and shake my ass. As my back is turned, I start un buttoning my shirt the whole way. I leave it on and turn around as I continue to move my hips. Zane bites his bottom lip and squirms a little bit in his seat. I come closer to him and sit down on his lap and start ridding on him and moving my hips to the beat. His erection is so hard at this point that it leaves nothing to my imagination. His hands slide up my stomach and he starts sliding my shirt down my shoulders and arms. He leans down and kisses my shoulders and comes up to kiss my ear and at the same time I grind deep into his crotch and he moans in my ear. I stand up leaving my shirt in his hands and he tosses it on the arm of the couch. I continue to dance for him and once the song changes, I sit back on him facing him this time, so im straddling him. I start to unbutton his vest and then his shirt. I rip it open and rub my hands over his hard muscles. I lean down and start kissing his neck and then his chest. Once I reach his abs I use the tip of my tongue and lick the whole length of them until my tongue reaches the top of his pants. Zane puts his head back and says “Oh Lord Jesus.” I sit up straight and grab either side of his face and lean in to kiss him. My hips continue to move with the beat. Zanes hands make their way to my back and he runs his finger tips along either side of my spine. My nipples react and I deepen the kiss. He slowly starts to unbuckle my bra. He gets all of the clasps undone and slides my straps off of my shoulders. I grab the front of my bra and slide it sideways and throw it towards the arm of the couch where my shirt is. Zanes hands move up my sides until the meet my breasts. He starts massaging them and then slows his kiss down and lowers his head a little bit to meet his mouth with my attentive nipples. He moves his tongue in circular motions making my head fall back. My hips continue to move to the beat and his erection continues to stay rock hard. Instinctively my hands move to the back of his head and I run my hands through his hair keeping his mouth on my tits. Once he feels satisfied that my left breast has been pleased, he moves on to my right. Continuing the circular motions of his tongue. I can feel warmth begin to build up deep with in me and its making it hard for me to take this slow. He pulls away from my tits and leans back up to kiss me. Then I start to kiss his neck, going lower to his chest and then even lower to his abdomen. Once I reach the top of his pants, I unbutton them and pull the zipper down exposing his plaid boxers covering up his rock hard erection. I unbutton the button of his boxers and slowly pull his dick out of them. I look up and make eye contact with Zane as I slide my mouth over top of the head of his penis. Never breaking eye contact I put as much of his length in my mouth. Once I reach near the end of his length, Zane closes his eyes and tilts his head back to rest on the back of the couch. He squirms around just a little bit enjoying the feeling of being in my mouth. I continue sliding my mouth up and down his cock making sure not to leave out his balls. I rub my hands over them lightly feeling the skin around them grow tight. When I decide his dick is good and moist, I stand up and unbutton my pants, slide my shoes off and then my pants. As Gabriella, I don’t wear panties so here I am, completely nude. The look on Zanes face seeing that I didn’t have panties on, was one of complete hunger. He looks up and down my body taking it all in. Every curve. He looks back up into my eyes and grabs for my hand. He leads me back to his lap where I straddle him again and he reaches in his pocket for his wallet. He opens it up and pulls out a condom. He definitely comes prepared. He rips the foil packaging open and I take it from his fingers and slowly I run the condom down over every inch of his hard dick, taking my time to feel all of the veins. Once the condom is secure I slide down on top of his dick slowly and begin to rock my hips back and forth, side to side and in circular motions all while keeping up with the beat to the fast pace music. I lean back and support my weight on his knees and Zane puts his hands on my waist and watches me work my magic on him. It doesn’t take too long for both of us to get off. Zanes whole body goes into what almost feels like a spasm when he reaches his climax and he moans a deep throated moan and clenches his fingers into my butt cheeks to slow me down and I grab his arms to remove his hands from my ass and I go faster until I feel satisfied he has unloaded every drop. I stop and lean forward to kiss him. Zane puts a hand on either side of my face and when I lean back after our kiss he looks directly into my eyes.
“That was certainly a show.” He smiles, kisses me again. “Here I didn’t think you liked to dance, and then you do that! Definitely the sexiest girl I have ever watched strip.”
“So you watch girls strip often?” I get up off of him and reach for my clothes off of the floor. I look back over at Zane, who doesn’t know if im upset or being smart.
“Well, its not like I do it often, but yeah. I have seen girls strip.” He takes the condom off, tucks his dick back into his boxers and fixes his pants. I toss his shirt to him.
“Like I said before,“ I say, “Ive got moves you’ve never seen.” I smile and snap my bra back on and slip my shirt and shorts back on. “Watching girls strip is actually a favorite past time of mine.” That captures Zanes attention from buttoning his shirt. “What? Its not like its weird when a girl goes to a strip club. I happen to think they are a lot of fun. Girls arent my thing but theres nothing wrong with appreciating a female body.”
“I do believe,“ He says, “there are a lot of things I have yet to learn about you Gabriella.”
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