Her hunger grows

“Well Just Rose, what brings you to this lovely establishment tonight?”

“I don’t really think that is any of your business now is it?” she shot back at him.

He took no offense to her brusque answer as he said, “Hmm, pretty touchy, you must have been stood up by someone, a boyfriend perhaps?”

“No, not a boyfriend, definitely not a boyfriend,” Rose responded. She had slept with Christopher, and she had fed with him, but there was no warmth in their couplings, just raw rutting, him displaying his power over her.

“Hmm, sounds like it must have been a business deal then, perhaps he has something that you want, or even need?”

“I am not a junkie, if that is what you are hinting at, nor am I a whore,” she barked back.

“Whoa, I did not mean to imply either of those scenarios. Damn, talking with you is like talking with a bear, I never know if I am going to get an answer, or get eaten.” Then he smiled at her scowl and said, “Tell you what let’s talk about me, or the weather, or anything but you, and that way you can ask the questions.”

They talked for the next two hours and as the drinks flowed, and the conversation turned Rose found herself in a pleasant glow of an **** buzz and a relaxed conversation. She was truly disappointed with the last call bell rang. She stood to go and realized she was a little woozy. She looked over to Daniel and realized she was also more than a little horny. He was such a handsome man, so interesting, so vibrant, so alive, so the opposite of what she was. She realized that she wanted him, she wanted him sexually, and she wanted him to feed the hunger within her that never was satisfied.

“So where are you heading now my new friend”, she said to him in a slightly slurred and seductive voice.

No man living could have missed what she was offering and he asked her, “What about your rule?”

“Rule,” she questioned back at him.

“You know the one about men you just met,”

“Oh that rule, well that is more of a guideline. Now take me to your place before I change my mind.”

It turned out that he lived right around the corner and they left the warm, smoky confines of the bar for the crisp autumn air outside. As the cool blast hit her in the face, Rose began to doubt the wisdom of this move. He was just so delicious that she could not resist. She held onto his arm some for support, and some for the warmth of his body, as they walked the couple of blocks to his place.

It was a second floor apartment, up a flight of stairs. They reached the door and she said, “Do you need some time to clean up? I know how most men live.”

No, my mother taught me to keep a clean place, she always said that you never now when your mother in law might show up.”

She followed him in as he clicked on the light and she realized he was right. He did keep a clean place. There was a couch, a couple of chairs with books piled next to one of the chairs. The books were a mixture of history and religion tombs and she noticed there was no TV in the place. “You don’t have a TV,” she asked.

No, nothing that I really want to watch, I can watch sports in the bar if I have the urge. Otherwise I like to read and write when I have spare time. Rose realized that she really did not know anything about Daniel even after talking with him for almost two hours. Then the realized that she didn’t care she was here to fuck him and satiate her hunger, nothing more. He went into the kitchen and she heard him call, “Would you like a beer?”

She didn’t answer him, but she let her coat drop to the floor, followed by her black silk blouse and tight black jeans. She never wore a bra or panties so she was quite naked when he poked his head out the kitchen.

“I said did you…?” That was all the further he got as he took in the sight of her perfect body. Her body was thin, her skin pale but clear, and she was perfectly formed. Her large breasts were firm and upturned with hard pink nipples perfectly centered in crinkled areoles. Her pussy was shaved except for a little patch just above it. Her legs were long and well shaped and she was a 10 on anyone’s scale of human beauty. She had no imperfections on her and her body was almost inhuman. She could see his eyes widen with desire as he looked at her.