A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4

... his right arm. I grinned at him and told him, “Such a good boy.” I then turned back towards the bar and hailed the bartender's attention. He saw me waving to him, and he finished topping off a beer for another customer, before quickly walking over to my aid. I smiled at him and said, “First and foremost, here's thirty dollars for the three shots of brandy; you can go ahead and keep whatever change is left.” I handed him the money and he took it with a smile, and gave me a nod. He started to walk away when I said, “I'm not finished.” I curled the index finger of my right hand up, beckoning him to come closer, and he did so slowly. Once he came around to stand in front of me behind the bar, I rested my elbows on the counter and leaned in, even closer to him. “I'm assuming you know how I can rent a private room for an hour or two...” a smile spread across the bartender's face and it told me he knew exactly what I was talking about. I glanced at Matthew and smiled at him as I realized he had been telling the truth about being able to rent rooms at this club, and then I began to wonder just how many times he had already been here... But I would save those questions for another day; nothing could spoil this night. I turned back to the bartender and said, “Well, do you or do you not-” He cut me off then, quickly saying, “One hour in your own private room is two hundred dollars. That includes the use of the sterilized toys and equipment.” He was about to tell more but I stopped him, ...

... “Yes, I'll take it. Here.” I said handing him my credit card. The bartender just smirked mischievously and swiped my card, I entered my pin, and he handed me back my card along with a room key.” “There you are Miss. Have a wonderful time.” He glanced at Matthew and winked, but Matthew payed him no attention, his eyes were on me, and as I stared into his gaze I felt a sensual shiver run down my spine. I smiled at him, and quickly looked at the room number on the key; it read room 13. I chuckled then and said, “Hah! Lucky number thirteen, eh?” and showing him the key. Matthew just gave me a look, “ Isn't the number thirteen supposedly, unlucky?” I paused, just staring blankly at him for a moment before finally coming to the realization that, “Well I suppose it's merely a matter of perspective then... Either way, its paid for now, so shall we?” I grabbed hold of his tie in my left hand and yanked on it softly, beckoning him to follow me, and he did so without a moment of hesitation. Slowly we made our way to the door that read 13 and I quickly entered the key, unlocking our own little version of a private oasis. Once I had him within the confines of this room, all to myself with the door now locking us securely within, I yearned to have him in my embrace. Though first, I wanted him in nothing but his bare skin. I very suddenly was pulling his suit-coat off of his broad shapely shoulders, and he murmured a sound of surprise, but ultimately was compliant. I threw his jacket to the ...