Time After Time

Sandy a tall red head, with green eyes, a great boob job from a 32 a to a 42 dd is a 38 year old exotic dancer, thankful that she still looks to be in her late twenties, early thirties she had to keep dancing for one more year then she could quit. Not that stripping hadn’t been good to her; she owns her 2003 black convertible corvette, her condominium over looking Pompano Beach, and has her choice of men every night.

Tonight she is seeing Vinnie a sixty year old man who is married with three grown son’s all lawyers and kept Sandy in the family. She would laughing tell her room mate Cher that she was their families whore. She slipped into a black lace thong, with matching push up bra, a black lace garter belt that held up her tanned hose. She slipped into a short black dinner dress that exposed most of her breast, six inch black spiked heels. Her phone rang it was Vinnie letting her know he was there.

Sandy walked up to the black limo and climbed into the back seat with Vinnie who sat with his erection out of his pants. She smiled getting on her knees between his legs on the floor of the limo and she began to perfume oral sex on him, his hardened erection softly pressed against her lips, her tongue slowly went up and down the shaft and all around the head, his hands were in her bra caressing her breast, then roughly he shoved her head down making his erection going further in her mouth until he oozed his hot thick juices down her throat.

He zipped up his pants after replacing him self back in his pants. “One hundred and I will see you when I return.” He told her handing the money and sent her on her way. She looked around at the street.

“Shit! He dropped me two miles from home.” She said to her self walking into a small bar to call for a cab and a drink to remove his taste from her mouth.” Could I have a whiskey sour and a cab please.” She asked the blond female bartender wearing a poor imitation of a playboy bunny’s outfit.

“Sure thing.” She said with a smile.

A drunken man in his thirties sat next to her. He placed his hand on her knee.” Where have you been all night beautiful?” he asked her leaning closer to her.

She smiled at him. “Oh I have been giving head for a hundred bucks.” She told him running her tongue over her teeth slowly.

The man with brown short hair, blue eyes that held a red glare looked at her swaying in his seat. “A hundred bucks huh? You going to buy the drinks then?” he asked her trying to hold his eyes open.

She couldn’t help but to laugh at him. “Sure I’ll buy you a drink.” She told him ordering him a drink.

“Your ok, I don’t care what anyone says about you, your alright with me. Hey someone told me you were giving head for a hundred bucks! I didn’t believe them.” He said shaking his head.

She giggled slightly noticing that if he wasn’t so drunk he’d be cute. “I told you that about me.” She told him.

“Exactly and I don’t believe it, I got to see it to believe it, want to show me?” He asked her almost falling off the bar stool.

“Well my cab is here, have a good evening.” She told him getting up to leave the bar.

“I am going with you, your buying the drinks remember.” He said following her out to the cab.

He pushed her in the cab and then fell in behind her. “Damn girl move over.” He told her trying to get straightened up in the back seat. “You want to kiss me?” he asked her with half opened eyes.

“No, not really, do you have a hundred and I will kiss you.” She said smiling at him.

“No not really.” He told her taking a deep breath.

She noticed the cab driver began going in the opposite direction. ”driver your going the wrong way.” She told him.

The driver an oriental man shrugged his shoulders and kept driving and he drove faster. She tried to open the door but they were locked. She could not get to him because of the metal mesh guard.” stop this car and let us out.” She yelled at him.

“Hey you heard her let us out of here!” the drunken man yelled punching the mesh guard. The cab driver just kept driving until he pulled in front of an eerie looking mansion.

A huge bald man opened the cab door to let the couple out and paid the driver who left. “Follow me.” He told them without any type of expression on his face.

“Why should we?” she asked grateful that she was not alone.

“I am taking you to Mr. Cadrula’s private party.” He told them.

The drunken man was all for this. ”Hell yes lets party!” He told them following them into the house smiling.

Sandy looked around feeling a little scared, they entered a room where there were naked people sitting around drinking. A very handsome man approached them naked. “Please disrobe and join in on the festivities.” He told them smiling at Sandy. ”Join me for a drink dear?” he asked Sandy

“Sure.” She said removing her dress and feeling strange being nude in front of him.

He smiled at her body. “We are going to have a great time he told her taking her to a secluded couch in the corner.

The drunken man was led to a tall blonde where he began to enjoy him self hugging on the woman laying his head on her large breast. Sandy felt like she was under a weird spell and could not resist him as he kissed her lips, he poured her a green drink and began running his hands over her breast, her vision was becoming blurred.

” I feel strange.” She told him as she looked for the drunken man, she saw him laid back on the couch a sleep. Mr. Cadrula began licking her neck as he massaged her breast, he laid her down on the couch and performed oral sex on her until she filled his mouth of hot juices. She had never been with a man who could pleasure her better then her room mate Cher. She felt him enter her with his hard erection, he felt so good, he made love to her slowly until they both came in a powerful orgasm and she felt him bite into her neck until she past out.

When she woke up the next morning she was in the drunken mans arm. She still felt strange from last night. She noticed the man was looking at her. “How long have you been awake?” she asked him.

He smiled at her. “Long enough to wish I had a hundred.” He told her.

“So you remember huh?” she asked smiling.

“I remember everything about you and the big blond that blew my mind so to speak and then bit the hell out of my neck.” He said rubbing his neck.

“He bit me too.” She said remembering the strange handsome man. “Where is everyone?” she asked looking around.

“They fucked like rabbits and left just before sunrise,” he told her beginning to kiss her mouth.

She found him attractive sober and returned his kisses. Maybe it was some side effect of the weird drink the man gave her because she was hungry for sex and straddled him; he entered her body slowly caressing her breast as she moved in a slow circular motion, she began sucking his fingers one at a time, he placed his hands on her hips taking her deeper and harder when she began moaning from the pleasure of his hard erection until they both erupted into hot orgasms one after another.

She collapsed on top of him breathing heavily when she noticed blood running from his bite wounds and felt a warm liquid seeping from hers. She touched her neck and looked at the red liquid on her finger tips. She lay next to him, still staring at her bloody finger tips when sleep had over come the two new lovers.

Hours had passed as they slept peacefully side by side when they were awakened by the large bald man. He led them to a room that was upstairs where he drew their baths for them to cleanse themselves. Sandy looked at her new friend bewildered. ”what is your name?” she asked him soaking in the tub as he shaved over the bathroom sink.

He smiled at her.” Tim, Tim Jenkins and you are who?” he asked shaving his neck.

“My name is Sandy Lewis.” She told him washing her arms with the large white bath sponge. “I need to get to work soon.” She said finishing washing.

“What do you do?” Tim asked her watching how sensual she made a bath look.

She smiled at him. “I am an exotic dancer and private escort.” She told him.

“Ah so you were giving head for a hundred.” He said feeling almost a sadness hearing how she makes a living. “Well I need to get going to, I have to feed Fred.” He told her watching her step out of the tub.

She wrapped the large white towel around her.” Who is Fred?” she asked him walking to the large bed in the other room, she noticed there weren’t any mirrors in the bedroom just the small hand held that Tim used to shave with.

“Fred’s my dog, I imagine he is pretty pist and hungry.” He told her drawing bath water to bathe in.

The bedroom door opened and the large bald man brought in clothes for them to put on. Sandy looked at the clothing,” These aren’t our clothing.” She told him fingering the articles of clothing.

“Compliments of Mr. Cadrula Miss. Lewis.” He told her without an ounce of emotion running through his veins.

“How do you know my name?” she asked him looking weary at him.

“You told Mr. Cadrula last night.” He told her and left the room.

Sandy looked bewildered her memory of last night was blurred and the wound on her neck kept seeping blood, she found some gauze in the bath room and doctored their necks. She noticed they both had two puncture wounds. “I think someone was drinking our blood.” She told him jokingly.

“Nothing would surprise me, man I am hungry lets go eat.” He told her rubbing her stomach.

“Cute, very cute.” She told him smiling at him being silly.