Why Not

He felt lonely. There was no particular reason to feel like this. He wasn't attached for a long while now. But he always liked to live for his own. He was free in the choice of his after shave, he could ruin his stomach with microwave food and he could fuck the woman he wanted. He was a very simple man and proud, very proud having understood that this was his key for his fortune and luck.

Yet he still has this feeling of emptiness. He was really tired of playing this game of success, money, influence and sex. Especially this roundabout of love and friendship pissed him off. He only trusted his father, his best friend Miles and Sharon, the woman he loved for a long time but she had chosen another for the nights. Francis wasn't a very conservative man. In fact he loved very unexpected fucks. The crux was, that most of the one-night-stands offer only very little hot and dirty sex.

He made a lot of decision which didn't bring him fortune, decisions made just because he was in the mood to make a new one. He was an old and odd optimist. He decided not making all to get a woman in his bed: all the dinners, the dances and debates. He must grin thinking all the shit begins with a "d". He was full of those young birds which are showing their little tits at the copy machine to make a man randy. The saddest thing was that they hadn't even been interested in the bloke. They only wanted to see a males drooling face. They can't be so stupid thinking this is an enjoyable or kind way to turn-on a man.

So now it was the moment to fill the emptiness with a pint and some very unhealthy food and no woman tonight. He would watch an old rock video tape and be off to bed alone. He entered the pub and ordered a pint, to fill the space in his stomach with a good beer. In the moment he took the ale and tried to turn around he saw this woman. It was in this second he was thinking about another filling in the night.

She had short black hair, big brown eyes and sweet nice lips. "Oh sorry Sir." She apologised for bumping into him. "You will be, love." He answered with a big grin. He felt like someone had given him a precious present and he was not willing to give it back. Then he recognised her asking face. A blink of an eye later he added "I am only joking, the work kills my humour obviously." "Well I don't think so, it was my fault I haven't understood in the first place, I am not English."

Looking into her beautiful face he was thankful for this little misunderstanding. He tried to sort out what country her little accent could be, in which language she would moan feeling a man deep inside her. "So talking about killing don't kill me leaving me before I haven't introduced myself: "I am Francis."
"Hi I am Dorel, nice to meet you and please don't die...and if it must be, then in my arms." Yes, she was flirting with him. YES!

While they talked to each other he could feel her eyes taxing him. He began to look at her as well, liking those white teeth which she showed laughing about his little jokes. She often threw her head back a bit when she was laughing. She had a nice and natural laugh but dirty as well. He liked this.

He felt her sympathy and he was fascinated of her kind of talking. She used a lot of very inspiriting metaphors. She had this very lovely accent and he really liked her very appetising boobs. Talking about the Euro he was thinking about licking her nipples and grooving his face in those boobs, heavens he was randy already. She was wearing a business suit with low shoes and sitting like a boy but only he saw her very female in his arms. Her skin had a nice bronze tanning. Her nipples must be dark brown then. He saw the looks of the men around, they were all watching this beautiful woman as she touched his hand talking to him. "Well blokes she wants a real man." he was saying to himself knowing that he was a lucky bastard this time.

He wanted to fuck her to give her pleasure, to make her feel good. He wanted to put his tongue in her mouth, tasting her lips and licking and smelling her juice, tasting her elsewhere. Yes, dinner dancing, he would do all this to make her like and suck him, to spend the evening with him and better to spend the night with him. He wouldn't have to do any of this though. She already liked him and she felt his male strength his demand for her.

She liked his dark eyes, very strong eyes and she like his ponytail. He looked very distinguished with his hair torn out of his face, his very nice grey dark suit. His tie was made of the same cloth as his coat wast. All was very harmonic and an expression of very good taste.

"So Dorel, what about a decent meal?" "That is a wonderful idea, I will break my diet then." She laughed.
She looked ok, was she kidding or also a victim of the slim madness in these days? He must confess that she was confusing him a bit, but aren't all women like this.

Francis was the perfect gentleman. He showed style and good behaviour in every gesture. She told him that she loves England and British men. He was thinking that it would be more than enough to love him this night, the whole night for sure. He would have a lot for her. He was pleased to hear "So you'll like me as well then. I am a real British citizen." He promoted himself with a grin of an innocent boy

They left the pub and she took his hand. She looked at him but he said nothing. At this moment he only would be able to say very hectic dirty words but she was talking to him as if he had asked a question "Yes, I like you Francis." She smiled and showed her nice teeth. All was so natural and Francis felt very comfortable in her company. Normally he had this feeling of order to be MALE but she was something special and he was not telling this to himself to want her even more. He wanted her in his arm, and he wanted to make her moaning his name in ecstasy. But at the moment he was enjoying only holding her hand. Obviously he was getting older, he was analysing his attitude at the moment.

They walked a little while and then she jumped in front him laying her arms around his neck. It was such a good feeling and so he did like he felt. He pulled her very close and kissed her. She put her tongue in his mouth and he sucked her tongue in deeper and deeper wishing for more. He got randy now, very fast. He wanted to lift her up to fuck her. He imagines how it was as she would wrap her tights around his hips, her pussy close, very close. Leading her through London, the only meal he was thinking about was eating her and let her taste him. "Ah - Why not?" He thought.

When they stopped kissing she was smiling so sweet and she pushed her little nose a last time to his chin. He could shout outloud with joy. She was now conquering his heart after being the mistress of his dick. "Well we want to eat something,right? We have to find it now because a few yards further on is where I live."
She only took this sentence with a "aha" and walked on with exactly the same speed as before. After a while they reached his apartment house. "Well my foreign hurricane, I am living here....will you come with me?" She stopped at the bottom of the stairs. "Francis, you are very sexy to me, I come with you with pleasure to get pleasure to give you pleasure. Hope you have a good number for Indian and Chinese take away food. "Baby, you won't be disappointed, I will do all things you like and you will burn of pleasure, my pretty baby." She climbed up the stairs in front of him as she was hearing his words with a hot and nervous voice. Then she turned around and whispered to him " I know..... Make love to me British!"

They entered the front door of the apartment house, hurried to go in as if they would have a fixed appointment to rush to. Indeed the had one, the wanted each other and this was a thing that couldn't wait much longer.

He was thanking all the known and unknown gods that he was living on the first floor so this temptation on two legs waving in front of him couldn't kill him in the following two minutes. He watched her from behind noticed that now she was walking very relaxed, nearly swinging down the floor. He was sure that she was feeling his eyes on her. She really knew how to tease a man Francis thought and he smiled. He was caught by her natural sex appeal and he wanted to play this game with her. He could wait until she would sink in his arms to beg for his loving and he knew how much she wanted him so much so it could last long.

"At the end of the floor , my precious." She turned around for a blink of an eye and smiled to him. He smiled back still like a gentleman, already with the wildest fantasies about them both. She was the kind of woman which could bring out the animal in him and they both knew it and both wanted it. Why shouldn't they? As he was standing in front of the door he stepped very close to her and pushed her tenderly against the door. She moaned. "My British." While kissing her neck he was grabbing her right breast. He was caressing her throat with the other hand. "Dorel my little randy girl." She was moving a bit back to him to feel more of his body. His hand slipped into the blazer searching now for her naked skin. He found and began to rub her nipple, feeling it become stiff and hard immediately. He liked this and she as well because she made sounds like a purring cat. He wanted to her, all her sounds: The sound when his dick would penetrate her pussy...taking it deep in and out. The sound when he was eating and sucking her. He wanted to play her like a precious music instrument. He was keen to hear her moaning and groaning and he wanted to cause her to shout of lust and to answer with his own moaning. His other hand passing her breasts dropped and stayed at her pussy. He put it in the trousers and with his fingers was playing with the edge of her panties. He was not touching her deeper. He touched only her Venus bone over her panties but he was not touching her pussy, her clit. He could tell she kept her hair short there as well. He wanted to tease her to make her very randy. He wanted to give pleasure, so he repeated this game stopping from caressing the surrounding of her pussy when she tried to move, pushing herself at his touch with her pussy.

She pushed her pelvis even more against him as she was kissing. Her hands had been against the door the whole time. As she tried to touch his dick he kissed her and whispered in ear her name and how much he wants her, and that her pussy would the first place which will feel his dick. She turned her face bit back and they kissed very tender but also very demanding, leaning against the front door again, he kissed her ear, slipping his tongue in and he was stopped when she suddenly began to make some movements. She bent a bit to offer him the doggy position. Francis was randy and this time he was enjoying this. It was not a pressure or a need as it was sometimes, like hunger it was now more than only a reaction. It was more. He didn't want a fuck, a pussy or cunt to stick his dick in. He wanted her, her body and what he found out in this short evening. He only know a little about her but he was crazy about what he knew. It was so long ago he had felt like this. He opened her trousers and he began to caress her butt. He slipped his fingers under her white panties. It was a sportive underwear and on her it looks very sweet. She was offering herself more by pushing her butt even more in his direction.

"Do you want it right here Dorel, Do you?" She was not answered in words. She only put her coat down on the ground then was stepping out of her trousers. He saw her naked butt and he brought it against his hips. Then he was touching her clit a bit as he let down his trousers. He was not willing to unlock the door to go in his apartment. He only could think of penetrating her right in front of his apartment door. His hardon came out of his boxers automatically and he decided to stick it in without caressing her clit, she was dripping he could see her juice. She wanted this little kind of shock getting the dick without warning beforehand. He know which kind of thrill she likes and he bet that she will suck him as he needed. He knew this just right now...

He stuck his dick in her waiting hot and wet pussy. She only breathed out, nothing else. She was so hot deep inside and tight. He didn't want to cum in her so fast He want to save his cumming for awhile but this would be difficult seeing her sweet arse, those cheeks and his dick in her pussy. He would really have to think of his tax declaration not to inject his cream at one of the next pushes. He saw her juice coming out now and he listened to her moaning and begging for more. She was a foreigner but she really didn't have any problems asking for her wishes in English. She demanded his dick deeper and faster but he didn't give it to her. He wanted to tease her more. He wanted to control her. He wasn't a fond of controlling a person but fucking this woman he knew that this was what she wanted in this moment and it was exactly what he wanted now. He wanted to dominated Dorel this sweet pretty little bitch. He wanted her randy, dirty and under his control.

"Fuck me! Fuck me please, I want you Francis ...ahhhhh yes ......" She moaned. He couldn't believe it but she was even more randy than him. While fucking her slowly and steady he gave her clit a very gentle massage. He liked to feel her clit swell, her hot body moving of pleasure. He liked the way she was throwing her head back. He went on fucking her from behind looking in her eyes while she was looking back to him. He grooved in her short hair, he touched her throat and she was kissing his hand, biting his hand and at last kissing it again. With the other hand he was holding her hips to welcome his pushes.

As he fucked her in the hall of the house it felt like it would be the most usual place for having sex. He wanted her even more hot for him so he stopped from one second to anotherr pushing his dick inside her. He took it out and she seemed to be desperate. As he turned her around he looked in her asking face. He looked in her big brown eyes in this pretty face. He kissed her face which looked randy but like a child as well. God she was sweet and he decide to cum in her face this night as well if she would allowed him to do. "Francis please why are you stopping, ..why..."
"We are going in now baby," He said passing her the key for the front door. She went down on the floor to get her trousers and her coat and before she stood up again she kissed his legs grabbing his butt. Her lips came near his dick, her tongue was out and while standing up again she licked his hardon. "Hurry I heard something at the other end of the hall". He pulled his trouser up again and they popped into the flat and closed the door loudly and quickly.