Housewife

Although the thrill of flight is exhilarating, especially when combined with the ability to sense the world from a hundred different points spread out over an entire neighborhood, you must feed soon. Thankfully one of your component bats has landed on the sill of one of the houses and has been listening in on what is going on inside...

"That's alright, dear" says a female voice "I'll keep your dinner for you and you can heat it up when you get home."

You bring your cloud of bats together at the house and reform your body and hide in the shadows near one of the windows. Inside a beautiful woman in an attractive dress is sitting at a table set for two with tears in her eyes. You can sense her sadness, but also her need. Her body craves the touch of a man and the release of sexual climax almost as much as yours craves the blood in her veins. You decide to satisfy her cravings as you sate your own.

You change to mist and seep into the room, reforming in the shadows so she cannot see you. As she turns you step out and before she can scream lock eyes with her draining her of the will to resist you and silencing the scream in her tender, inviting throat.

You stride over, tip her head to the side and sink your fangs into her neck. She cries out softy then her eyes flutter as she gives in to the ecstasy of your 'kiss'. You draw from her just enough to sate you without endangering her then close over the wound.

"Now" you say "You have helped end my cravings and I shall help to satisfy yours. Where is your bedroom?"

"Up the stairs, at the end of the hall" she replies weakly.

You ascend the stairs, walk to her bedroom, lay her on the bed and begin to remove her dress.

"Who are you?" she asks, too weak from blood loss to do anything but lie there and watch you disrobe her.

"I am the dark stranger, summoned by your need to do what your husband cannot." You say opening her dress to reveal the seductive negligee beneath.

Once the dress is off you run your hand up her leg to her already moist opening and gently but firmly push your fingers inside her. She gasps, and you sense that her need is fighting with her desire to not give in to her passions with you and thereby betray her marriage vows.

"Tell me to stop and I will" you say.

"N-no! Please don't! Please don't stop!" she says as her desire for release wins out.

You tear away her negligee to reveal her gorgeous body, positively vibrating with need. You remove your fingers from her wet snatch only to replace it with your mouth. You lap at the opening between her legs just as you did the one in her neck although the hot wet fluid that seeps from this one satisfies her hunger this time. She groans and the cries out as a climax, too long deferred, wracks her body. You stand up lean over and kiss her, the taste of her blood and sex still on your mouth and then, as your clothes change into mist, you thrust your hardness inside her. She groans into your mouth and then begins to give little cries in time with you motions as you pound yourself in and out of her. It doesn't take long before her body is wracked with yet another orgasm, and then another. Over and over you bring her to climax until finally you reach the summit yourself and empty your seed inside her.

She lies back, drained both physically and emotionally, weak from blood loss and exhausted from exertion. As you draw out and return you clothes to your body you hear the front door open.

"Honey! I'm home!"