I was at the Blue Martini lounge in Fort Lauderdale. I went with a group of friends from our old work. I went solo. Charlie was not up to it. As the night and the drinks flowed, the group got smaller unit I was the only one left. I ordered one last drink before leaving and was slowly savoring the drink and the music. The band was playing one of my favorites, Harlem Nocturne. She was a few tables away, all alone. She was dressed smart, power suit smart.
I was looking at her when her eyes locked into mine. I felt electricity going down my body all the way to that special place only lovers are allowed to look at. She smiled and I knew my plans where going to change. She got up, grabbed her drink, and slowly started walking my way. Her hips had a cadance that told me she knew she was desireble. Her low, almost raspy voice spoke something, I can't say what. I was mesmerized. She sat down across from me. I have always been the agressor in all my encounters with men or women. This time I was totally overpowered.
She said, "My condo is close by. Come with me. I felt like I was out of my body. I followed her and got in her car. She leaned over and kissed me while her fingers found my pussy. I groaned and kissed her back. I don't remember the ride to her place. All I remember is a furious tug on our clothing and getting in bed. She started to suck my breasts as she played with my clit. I was gushing. I started sucking her breasts too. I played with her clit and soon we were both in what I can only call, heat. She got a dildo from her night table and made love to each other, along with plenty of tongue and finger for the rest of the night. It was glorious. The next morning I quietly got dressed, ordered a taxi and left.