He was sitted in the VIP section slowly sipping his vodka. He was indeed very pissed at the outcome of the supposed business meeting. Immediately the bullshit startedd to go down the drain he stormed out of the room and went to the club to cool off. He has been seated for the past 3 hours. The suprising part was that he hadn’t been able to finish the bottle in front of him. He was here to forget and calm himself but not to get drunk.
The lights of the club began to get dimmer, it was time for the show. He has never been interested in the strip show that always took place here every night. The moment the lights would start to get dim he would pay for his drinks and leave, but this time was different. This timr he reclined into the couch getting more comfortable to watch the show. The first girl walked out from behind the curtain dressed in a pink transparent dress embedded with rubies on her breast section. Her pink curly hair dangled on her body as she swayed her hips side to side seductively. Men gathered around the front of the stage cheering her on as she performed. Girl after girl performed and left, for the grand finale everyone of the girls performed on the poles together, touching and caressing eachother. To say that they were amazing would have been an understatement of their performance. Their bodies were tantalizing. He watched them all still seated and unaroused.
He couldn’t understand how such an amazing performance by such beautiful women couldn’t even arouse him in the slightest. He remained unmoved by it all. Don’t get him wrong, he loves women. He got anyone that took his fancy but tonight he just couldn’t undertstand what was wrong. ‘Maybe its the alcohol’, he thought, ‘yeah that should be it’, he concluded.
He finished the contents of his glass and looked at his watch, 10:30pm. He’s had enough fun for one night. As he was about to stand up the music stoppped as a man appeared on the stage with a mic, “Our wonderful guests, we have a special treat for you all tonight. All the way from Australia we bring you…….. THE VIXEN!!” As the man left the stage all the lights turned off. ‘This better be good’, he thought as he rested back into the chair.
The music came on as a single purple spotlight brightened the stage. Everyone waited in anticipation as a pole decended from the roof to the stage and on it was a twerking lady. She was unside down, her legs holding unto the pole in a squating like position. Her feet plastered on the pole, her hands held on beneath her with her ass twerking like it was the most natural position in the world. She wore red. That was all he could see as he marvelled at her chocolate skin in the purple lighting
She was magnificent. Everyone was entranced by her ability to remain in that position for a long while shaking her ass in different patterns. The moment her legs spread out in a slip form still in her upside down position wiht her ass unstopably moving the crowed went wild. All the men gathered at the stage throwing as much cash as possible. The ladies that were brought with them completely forgotten. But who could blame them, she was indeed a goddess on a pole.
He was so hypnotized by her movements he didn’t even realize the length of his growing erection. The moment her legs touched the floor leaving her in a chinese bend position. He knew he was done for. He must have her by any means necessary. Immediately she stood up to reveal her large perfectly shaped breasts he was sure they would fit perfectly in his hands. She stood in that position for a while analyzing the crowd until her eyes met with the heated gaze of his blazing grey eyes, she smiled.
She immediately began to sway her hips side to side. He was sure she was teasing him from the way her dazzling green eyes remained on him as she tentatively swayed her hips. She wore a mask that covered half her face but he was sure thatthose eyes would scar his memory for life.
His eyes traveled to her lips. They were painted in a dark shade of purple. She bit down into her lip as she leaned her body into the pole behind her. Her body slowly gliding down the pole with her hands above her holding the pole till she got to the floor. Her eyes never leaving his.
As she got to the floor her hand left the pole to the floor putting her on all fours as she crawled to the edge of the stage but not too close to the edge. Her waist still rotating as she moved.
Arriving the edge she layed down on the floorstill shaking her ass up and down. Her gaze locked with his until she layed on her back facing the ceiling. Her eyes left his and didn’t return till the end of the show. She climed her pole blowing kisses to the audience before her eyes finally landed on his, she winked smiling as the pole began to escalate to the roof and the lights returned to normal. The man from earlier came back to the stage announcing that THE VIXEN would only be performing for just that night.
He knew one thing for a fact, and that was that she would be performing for him privately and ending up in his bed no matter the cost. He drained his bottle, paied and drove straight home.
He couldn’t remember when or how he entered the bathroom to take a cold shower but he knew he had been in there for more than an hour still with a hardened cock. He couldn’t think of any other thing but her body. He memorized every single part of her body to the very last detail that he could see. He gave up on the shower after realizing nothing could sedate him hormones at this point.
He put on pyjama pants and layed on his bed closing his eyes in sleep but only seeing her green eyes teasing and mocking him. Tossling and turning on the bed for a long time and all that kept going through his mind was how soft her skin would feel pressed up against his. How she would taste, her lips, her neck, her breast, her her pussy, every fucking inch of her body. All the positions he could take her flexible body. How she would look under him as he claimed her. How she would look as she climaxed screaming his name.
Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrggggghhhhh!!!!!
He couldn’t do this anymore. He checked the time, 3am. He hadn’t slept at all through out the night. He decided to go to his personal gym and blow off some steam. He worked out till 6am, at that point his body had calmed down and his raging boner was nowhere in sight. He took a shower, got dressed and went to the office.
As he arrived he was welcomed by his secretary, “Good morning sir, the agency sent your new personal assistant. She’s waiting in your private reception.”
“Thank you Clara”, he was releaved that the agency had finally brought her over. He had read over her file and was immediately requesting for her. As he stept into his private reception from the elevator he was greeted with a stunning lady dressed in a white shirt and long grey skirt that hugged her body in all the right places stopping slightly below her knees. Grey heels graced her feet making her legs look longer than they were.
She was indeed beautiful, and he hadn’t even seen her face her yet. Her backside was perfectly shaped. She hadn’t recognized his entrance as she was still on the phone talking to someone speaking in Italian. Then she started cursing and shouting. He smiled, he liked her fire. He cleared his throat gaining her attention as she paused. He started walking closer to her as she ended that call. The moment his eyes met her green eyes he froze.
Those eyes. Those eyes that teased him while dancing on in a club filled with horny men. Those eyes that stayed glued to him as her body gave the worst type of blue balls. Those sparkling green eyes that plagued his mind all night and is still lingereing there to this very moment. Those eyes that he couldn’t wait to gaze into as he put her body in more than 7 positions for 70 minutes. Those eyes he wanted to watch climax repeatedly with only his name as the repeated mantra. Those eyes. Generally people do have green eyes as rare as they are but hers dazzed him. He wasn’t expecting to see her so soon much less in his office as his personal assistant. This was going to be quite interesting and entertaining.