Alexis, the vampire

You knock on Alexis’ door, and after a moment, you hear her reply. “Come in.”

The door is unlocked, so you open it and step inside. You see immediately that your suspicion was correct; she is using her laptop. She’s also completely nude.

Alexis is lying on her stomach on the broad bed, tapping at the keyboard of her laptop, which is propped up near the headboard. She is pale, and tall, and has an excellent figure; she may be 400 years old, but she doesn’t look a day over thirty. Your gaze travels up her long, elegant legs, to her round ass, to her narrow waist and the curve of her back, up to her smooth shoulders. Her long, dark, wavy hair spills down her back, and as she glances briefly back at you, you catch a glimpse of her deep blue eyes and rich red lips.

Having recognized you, she turns her attention back to her laptop without a care. “Yes?”

You swallow. “I just wanted to see if there’s anything you needed. Before I turn in for the evening.”

“Nothing,” she says, continuing to type.

“Good night, then,” you say, starting to back out. “Use the phone to call me if you need me.”

You are about to close the door when she interrupts you. “I think,” she says, “that it’s you who needs me.”

You hesitate, and turn back. “Sorry?”

“I’ve noticed how you look at me,” she says, still typing away. “Ever since I checked in. I have that effect on men. It’s a survival skill. Makes it easier to find prey.”

You start to wonder whether this was the right room to check in on. “Uh...”

“Oh, don’t worry. You’ve kept me well supplied with blood while I’ve been here. It’s just blood bank stock, I know, but it’s enough. So I apologize for distracting you.”

“Oh,” you say. “That’s all right.”

“So if you do want me, come ahead and take me.”

You’re not sure how to react to that, especially since she’s still at work on her laptop. When you hesitate, she glances back at you again, and gives you a twitch of her head. “Come in. Close the door.”

You do so. She returns her attention to her laptop, but she spreads her feet apart on the bed, opening her thighs, giving you a glimpse of her pussy. “Take your clothes off and climb up on the bed. I don’t mind. The past 400 years have given me a somewhat academic perspective on the whole thing.”

You disrobe, a bit clumsily, and crawl onto the bed. She remains lying on her stomach, working on her laptop, and you have the opportunity to take a long, close look at her naked body. Every inch of her skin is flawless, though unusually pale.

She spreads her legs wider, inviting you to kneel behind her. “Nothing rough,” she says. “Let’s keep this friendly.”

It seems clear that this will be a very one-sided experience. Still, her body is fantastic, your cock is hard, and she seems perfectly willing.