Death By Seduction

 

By Graham Winegarden

 

He walked into the bar and at once felt at ease. This was his bar with his kind of music. It was smoky and there was an old song from the seventy playing on the jukebox. He lit a cigarette and walked up to the bar. Sitting down he said,

“Hello Sonny,” the bartender looked his way and said,

“Hay Graham your back, the usual?” Graham nodded and started to look around the place. It had a real roadhouse feel to it. The walls and floor were all made of ruff cut wood, which was great cause it soaked up all the spilt beer and occasionally even spilt blood. It was a nice change from the deserts of New Mexico. Looking around at the tables Graham saw a few people he knew and gave them a nod hello. Sonny showed up with his beer and put it down in front of him. Graham turned back to him and said,

“So anything new?” Sonny had been looking around and at that moment was facing the door. His whole body reacted by freezing up for a second. He said,

“That’s new, but I don’t think it could be improved.”

Graham turned to see a woman walking towards the bar. She moved with the grace of an athlete, but a very feminine athlete. Her golden hair framed a porcelain pale face. It caught the neon light from the beer signs hanging on the walls. The lights gave it little splashes of color here and there. She had on a white T-shirt, which also caught the light from the signs and changed its color to match that of her face. Her shirt was tucked into a pair of perfectly fitting jeans. They flowed over each leg, showing each muscle as she moved. She was slightly above average height, but with the heels she had on, she was about six feet tall.

The bar was not crowed but she walked right up next to Graham, he guess that was because Sonny was there. Sonny at once said,

“Hi what can I get for you?”

“I will have a draft and if I could use your phone?”

“The draft is no problem, but the phone is out of order.” She nods that she still wants the draft and Sonny walks away to pour it. Graham turned towards her and said,

“If you really need a phone I have one in my car. That is if you trust going out into the parking lot with a complete stranger?” He had been joking, but she looked him up and down. He felt like he had just been strip search by her eyes, both physically and psychologically. She came to a conclusion and said,

“Alright, and if you are a good boy I will buy you a beer after I am done.” She then gave him a wicked little smile.

They got up just as Sonny was coming back with her beer. Graham said,

“We will be back in a minute, the lady is going to use my cell phone in my car.” Sonny winked at Graham and said,

“Well hurry back, you would not want your beer to get warm.” The two of them walked out of the bar only to find it had started to rain. They ran to the car and Graham quickly opened the door for the woman. They got in and he started the engine saying,

“The battery is not very good.” She smiled and picked up the phone. After dialing, they both waited while it rang. When Graham figured the phone had rung about ten times he said,

“It looks like your friend is not at home. If you like you can try again latter.” She nodded yes and Graham could see she was thinking. When she came to some conclusion she said,

“Well I guess I owe you a beer and I guess we should drink them before they get warm.”

They went back into the bar and finished their beers, and about six more while they talked. Graham found out that her name was Jeniffer and that she was staying at the Markham Suites right around the corner from his house. This prompted him to offer her a ride, which she accepted. The bar was closing and they walked out to his car. The rain had let up but it was chilly. As they were walking under a light in the parking lot Graham turned to Jeniffer and saw she was cold. He especially noticed her two Champaign glass breasts that were standing at attention. Being a gentleman, he quickly offered his coat, which she put over her shoulders. Even with the coat he could not help but look down at her breasts again. When he looked up again she was starring right into his eyes. Graham was embarrassed at his blatant ogling of her body and quickly looked away. She reached up to his face and her touch was like the softest mink fur. She slowly turned him towards her and said,

“Thanks for the coat. That was very kind of you.”

Graham smiled and they walked on to the car. He opened the door for her, then got in himself. They drove to the hotel and Graham pulled up to the door to let her out. He started to say, good night, but she cut him off. She said,

“You’re coming up for a drink aren’t you?” Graham could not be sure if it was by accident or on purpose, but at that moment, his jacket around her shoulder opened up and there were those two beautiful breasts again. He thought, ‘No’, but he heard his voice say,

“Yes, I guess I could handle one more.” He had said it now and he had to follow through. He thought, ‘oh well one drink and I will make a quick get away.’

He parked the car and they made their way up to the room. In the room, Graham sat on the couch that faced a fireplace. Jeniffer said,

“What would you like there does not seem to be any beer here?”

“How about a Grand Marnier?”

“Good two Grand Marnier’s coming up.” She brought them over to the couch and Graham noticed their must be about three ounces in each glass. He took the glass she handed him and had a drink. As the liquid rolled down his throat, he could feel the heat radiate through out his body. Graham relaxed, and as he relaxed he realized he was probable letting his imagination run away with him. After all Jeniffer seemed nice and she had not really said or done anything to suggest she had any sort of ulterior motives, to his imaginations disappointment.

They talked for awhile and had almost finished their drinks. Jeniffer got up and walked into her bedroom. Graham finished his drink and rose to leave. He said,

“Jeniffer it is getting late I should go. I have to work in the morning.” She did not answer, and Graham put his glass on the bar. He called out again this time a little louder,

“Jen did you hear me?” Her voice came from behind him and it said in a very commanding tone,

“You are not going anywhere.” Graham turned and could not fathom what he saw. She was standing there with her golden blond hair back in a ponytail. Her outfit had changed also, now she had on what looked like a black leather bathing suit with silver studs all over it. Over her breasts were two silver cones with the tops cut off so her nipples pocked through. She also had another hole in the outfit all though this one was in the crotch area, which showed what looked to Graham like the Golden Fleece. The outfit looked like it had been painted onto her body it was so tight. Her boots were something right out of an S&M catalog; they were black and right up to her thy’s. Graham noticed the heels more then anything else. These were silver and about five inches long and looked like they came to a point on the end. She was facing Graham with her feet about shoulder width apart holding a black riding crop in one hand and slapping it into her other hand.

Graham at once got both aroused and afraid, after all what kind of woman does this with a complete stranger. This type of sex had never been his idea of healthy sex; but then again, he had never tried it. Before he could really think of what he should do, she said,

“Get over here!” He moved slowly but definitely towards her. She looked him right in the eyes and he looked back. The intensity in her stare both scared and intrigued him. Before he could move she said,

“You will remember this night for the rest of your life. Now strip.” He did not know why but he did as she said, and probably would have done more. Standing there naked, he felt very vulnerable.

Jeniffer’s voice had him in complete control. She said,

“Now down on your hands and knees.” He did so without hesitation this time. When he was down, she slowly raised her foot and put it heel first onto his back. As she rocked her foot, back onto the glistening silver heel it dug deeper and deeper into his back. She put more weight onto it, until Graham let out a little squeal. He looked up at her and he could see the power in her eyes. She saw him looking at her and the riding crop came down across his bare ass. She said,

“Who told you, you could look up?” Graham’s eyes quickly fell to the floor. She laughed and said,

“Good boy,” and started to rock her heel into his back again.

“Now we are going to play a little game to see just how good you really are. I want you to start licking the toe of my boot and work your way up.” Graham was thinking this was getting just a little to weird, but moved to do it, because this woman excited parts of him that he did not even know could be excited. He thought, ‘for one night, who cares, I will discard my prudish morals and just go with the flow.’ Slowly he licked her boots, working his way to the top of them. Just as he was about to move onto the leg, the riding crop came down again.

“Stop!” she said. There was a pause for about ten minutes; this seemed like an eternity to Graham, after all things were just getting interesting. Finally, as Graham was about to explode, she said,

“Continue.”

Graham’s tongue snaked out of his mouth in eager anticipation, in order to caress Jen’s thy. The wet tongue slid over the silky smooth surface of her thy. Graham thought, ‘what in the world have I done to deserve something like this.’ He was slow and methodical to insure he covered every inch of the taste morsel. The softness of her skin all of a sudden made him think, ‘how old is she?’ At that moment though it did not matter he was totally consumed by his desire for her and he would do anything she asked to have her.

He had almost worked his way to the prize at the top of that beautiful leg, when she said,

“Stop!” He thought, ‘no you can not with hold your treasures at this point of the game.’ She reached down and put a leather collar around his neck. Then she attached a chain to it and pulled him to his feet. Graham found the collar was so tight that he could not talk. He had lost all his will and even this did not bother him. Pulling on the chain, she said,

“You will run me a bath.”

Jeniffer then dragged him to the bathroom. It was large a spacious and done in black and white colors. She pulled him to a two person tub and said,

“Not to hot, I don’t want to burn my self.” Graham nodded and turned on the taps. The sound of the rushing water filled the bathroom, as did the steam from the hot water. It gave the room an eerie feeling. Seeing bath soap on the side of the tub Graham pointed to one. She nodded yes and said,

“See you can be a good boy.” He poured the soap in and watched it foam up. It created a world of clouds that added to the dream like feel of the whole thing. Things were so confusing now, but he would worry about that tomorrow. When the tub was three quarters full, she said,

“Get in.” He stepped into the tub and the warm water moved over his body as he sank down into it. He felt clean again and his senses started to come back to him especially his common sense. What in the world was he doing here, he was a world class archeologist and had just made the find of his life.

She moved to the counter and turned on the radio. Classical Rock music filled the bathroom and she said,

“That is better. Do you like this music?” and she loosened his collar.

“Yes I love it. At the dig sight it was my escape at the end of the day.”

“Yes Dr. Preston told me that. That would be when he paid me to kill you.” Then she through the radio into the tub, and the sparks started to fly. Graham’s body went into spasms and then became rigid. His eyes rolled up into his head and his body slid down under the foam from the soap. Jeniffer said,

“Sorry Graham nothing personal this is just business.” Then she walked away.

 

 

The End

 

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