"Baby Girl"
an O.D.B's fantasy
Prelude
After a few months of exchanging
e-mails, and chatting online (sometimes getting pretty hot) our couple (guess
who!!) finally decides to meet for a night on the town before the girl moves
away to a new city. He's and older
male cultured and refined know to be a risk taker at times but not foolish.
He finds it hard to believe he has become so attracted to this young
honey. But after sharing so much of
himself with her online he needs to see if she's for real or did he just buy
into an online fantasy.
She is a young lady who enjoys
life to it's fullest a woman in full control of her self.
She loves to party hard but she knows her limits.
She really digs this older man. To
her his sensual, erotic, and freaky mix makes him very interesting.
Just the thought of him makes her moist every time.
She wishes he were her age but still…. He's been around and from his
words she knows he knows how to please a woman.
Their curiosity about each other
is at a breaking point (they have to meet!).
A night out in at a local club seems like a safe place for a first
meeting. They agree to meet at a
club on the strip that has a reggae band playing the night of the date.
She lets him know right from the jump that she likes him but feels he's
to old for her and tonight is just to finally meet in person.
They agree to wear all black and
wait for each other at the front door so they would know each other.
Scene One
Part I
It's Friday the day of their date but A
late afternoon meeting has put him behind schedule and he has to rush home to
get ready for his date. He pull up
to the club a half hour late wanting to kick himself in the ass for not being
able to get off work sooner. There
are a couple of people hanging out side of the club. He takes a good look at the
women standing around the outside and knows right away that she is not among
them. "Damnit" he thinks
to himself….”I hope she didn't get pissed off and leave".
He waits for a little while hoping she's late too but she never arrives.
Feeling
like an idiot at having blown a chance to meet a sweet young honey he swears at
himself letting off a
little steam. He hears the music…
the clubs jumpin tonight and he move to go in hoping the music will lift his
spirits a little. He go into the
club and make for the bar… normal he wouldn't drink when he has to drive but
to hell with it tonight "I'll catch a taxicab home" he tells himself.
He get a rum straight up with a beer chaser and make his way to a open
table... the only one left is near the dance floor…he thinks "lucky
me" but he really doesn't feel lucky at all tonight "I really blew it
this time" he thinks. By this time tomorrow she'll be on a plane out of
here and I really fucked up. He
drinks down the rum in one gulp and start on the beer…. trying
(without much luck) to get into the music…. He looks around the club's
packed…. he looks at a few of the honey's on the dance floor.
The
sista's are in full effect tonight and they came to be seen. The outfits are fly. Just
the way the brotha's like them short and tight the fellas all around the club
are eating it up. He starts to feel
a little better still mad at himself but he starting to get into the music and
the crowd. He start looking at the
honey's again most of them are paired up with someone but there's a few hang
together at the tables…. Then his eyes settle on a sweet honey on the dance
floor …the bands playing a smooth reggae song…as he watches her move her
body swaying with the beat…. She a nice thick sista…thick in ALL the right
places….he watches her as she get into the music throwing her hand in the air
and slowly whined her waist…she's wearing a sexy black halter shirt that fits
her body like a glove…. a halter that shows a little of her belly and let
everyone know that those big beautiful breasts are all hers…. Nothings fake
about that sista. He hear a couple of sista's at one of the tables let out a
huff as if they disapproved of the honey in black but the eyes of the brotha's
at that same table tell a different story.…."That sista's fine" but
of course they can't let their ladies know that. He laughs to himself "they're just jealous" if they
were as fine as that sista they would be out there to thrown it around too.
He
continues to watch that thing of beauty perform on the dance floor…taking in
every inch of her body as she moves with the music …for a moment their eyes
meet…he almost nuts in his pants as she looks at him and licks her lips.
He hadn't notice 'til just then how hard he was. As the band ends the
song he see the hounds movin in on her as she moves off the dance floor.
They're right behind her "Yo baby let me buy you a
drink"…."Baby girl wassup"… she moves off in the direction of
the bathroom side stepping the hounds with ease not paying them any attention at
all. He watches her intensely
hypnotize by her rolling hips as he lose sight of her he almost believes for a
second that she looked back in his direction.
After
a few minutes the band starts up another song and most of the crowd move back on
to the dance floor. He looks once
to the bathroom trying to find that fine honey but after a while he starts
feeling a little silly. "Yeah,
right she was looking me". He
drains the last of his beer and rushes to the bar for another round of drinks
trying to hurry and get back to his table before someone comes along and plants
their ass at it. This time he buys
two rum shots and a beer "Yeah I'm definitely taken a taxi home
tonight" he thinks to himself.
As he makes his way back to his table
the thought hits him again. "I could be here with a fine honey if I wasn't
such a workaholic…Damn I need to learn to chill".
Mad at himself all over again he throws down one of the rum shots and
slam it down on the table. He picks up the second shot and start to do the same
with it when a soft hand catches his wrist.
He looks around mad as hell until he finds himself looking into the eyes
of the sister in black.
"Is
this ones mine" she says and takes the drink from his hand and throws it
down…from the face she makes he can tell she's not a rum drinker…she slams
the empty glass down on the table just like he had done and asks "Now do I
take a drink of beer to chase it down?"
for some reason his mouth doesn't work right. …She just giggles and
picks up the beer and takes a big sip…she's not a beer drinker either…she
puts the beer down and make a face and says "damn is that what you like to
drink" he gets his mouth to finally work and say "Yeah, I'm not into
sweet girly drinks" she take her hand makes a fist and gently beats on his
chest and ask him "so your one of those He Men" then she starts
touching his chest "oh do you lift weights"…this honey's was driven
him crazy with lust. He say
"Yes I lift weights, I like to stay in shape and no I'm not some He Man, I
just like what I like" She move in close to him pressing her breasts gently
against his chest. He could feel
her nipples harden against him. She
slowly starts moving her body as if dancing with him as she slips even closer to
him she notice the bulge in his pants…. She giggles but doesn't pull
away…instead she grinds her hips into him and lets out a soft moan. He grabs hold of her waist and pulls her into himself.
"Damn you smell good too," she says in a sexy voice that made
his hardon throb.
End of Scene
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