Dedicated to Diane, Zoe, Elaine and Lisa for being true friends this weekend. Finally thanks to Angel for her feedback to improve it from the original draft. Feedback gratefully received.
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Dan Hollister sat in the stylist’s chair weeping. His beautiful, long, raven locks lay on the ground at his feet.
“I know it’s a bit of an emotional time for you, Dan.”
“It’s not just the hair it’s the rest of what it symbolised. That part of my life is now well and truly over. The job, the house, my wife, all gone.”
“It’s a fresh start, you are better off without the cheating ‘female dog’ anyway. Although it’s a major pay cut you get to start again and you would have never have known if she hadn’t blown her top when you quit the last job.”
“The sales director was embezzling. As soon as the fraud office find out they will shut the company down, I had to get out when I did. It’s just a shame Vanessa couldn’t see it.”
“She could, I think she was feeling guilty for screwing around with Stuart behind your back and needed an excuse. You are a free man now, if I wasn’t taken you would be on my list of targets.”
“Thanks Karen, but I am not ready for anything serious again for a while. I thought I would just play the field a bit and have some no strings fun.”
Karen Laughed.
“What’s so funny?”
“You sound just like my friend, Tracey. You and her should meet again.”
“Again?”
“You bumped into her when you were last in here. She was coming in as you were going out. You were the topic of conversation for the next ten minutes.”
“Interesting, but that was about 9 months ago while I was still married with the long hair.”
“She said it was the only thing about you that put her off, now it’s on the floor rather than your head.”
“Is she spoken for?”
“Are you interested?”
“How can I possibly answer that question. I don’t know her and don’t remember her.”
“She is in the same boat as you, messy divorce but she got to keep the house. She likes cyclists and I know how much of a part that plays in your life. She says it gives them good abdominal definition and a great butt.”
“Well I don’t like to boast but,” Dan winked at Tracey.
“You don’t need to say anything more. The fact has not been lost on either of us.”
“That’s quite a compliment.”
Karen changed the subject, “so when you next getting up to Manchester to see your team?”
“I wish I could, haven’t got the money now and 150 miles is a long way to cycle.”
“Such a shame, I know after the bike it’s the second love in your life.”
“Wifey always said she felt like she was a distant third.”
“Was she?”
Dan thought about it.
“Don’t bother answering, that pause tells me all I need to know. You may need to rejig your priorities if you want to keep someone in future.”
“Like I said I am enjoying the single life and playing the field at the moment. Fun and frivolity are my goals at the moment.”
Karen removed the gown from over Dan’s shoulders and brushed him down. “Tracey and I will be at Area 52’s this Saturday night. Want to join us for a drink?”
“Three’s a crowd. I really don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“Don’t let that stop you. Tracey has a habit of flying solo, she might be drawn moth like to your light though. Give it a try, just make sure you wear some tight jeans.”
“You girls are only interested in one thing!”
“You are saying guys aren’t the same way? Besides that’s £20, please.”
“Two things… oh right, the haircut.” He smiled and handed over the cash.
“If your butt doesn’t do it for you, flash those gnashers at her. Watch out though she’s a tiger.”
“Sounds like Saturday night could be fun. I will see you there, after all I wont know which one is Tracey without your help.”
“You have got it , see you inside just after 10pm.”
He kissed her hand and walked back across the car park to his bike.
Area 52 was a smart casual night club which allowed polo shirts, black jeans and smart shoes. Split over two levels Saturday night was pop on the upper level and soul in the basement. Gloomy, moody and loud was always the way Dan had described it in the past and this visit was no different.
Decorated throughout in black and green, its theme was an alien spacecraft where its clientele were abductees about to be experimented on. Strange alien appliances, made imaginatively from scrap metal and junk were scattered throughout the building. Other places used plasma globes to appear to be alien machinery and there was a fun Van Der Graaff generator that made everyone’s hair stand on end and was the cause of great amusement.
Dan paid a quick visit to the gents to make sure his appearance was spot on. He straightened the collar on his dark shirt and made sure it hung properly over the top of his jet-black jeans, his shoes were immaculately polished, looking spick and span.
As he turned to leave the bathroom one of the other guys spoke to him, “she doesn’t stand a chance. Just practice your pick up line and the rest should be plain sailing.”
Dan checked the time on his phone, 22:05, well he was in the club on time, even if he hadn’t found Karen yet. He hoped she and Tracey were pop fans and weren’t in the basement. Rock was his favourite but Rock clubs were very rare around here, in fact he had to travel 30 miles into Birmingham to find the nearest one. So pop was his adequate fall back.
As he approached the bar he saw Karen chatting with two women and three men. None looked familiar to him but he waved at Karen to try to get her attention.
Finally he caught her eye and she beckoned him over.
“Suki, Jack, Mike, Trev, Nat, this is Dan. He is a client of mine at the hair salon, I might go as far as saying we are getting to know one another over the last three years.”
Dan shook hands with each of them and spoke loudly straining to make himself heard over the loud music. “None of these people are Tracey though, didn’t she come here tonight.”
Jack butted in, “Tracey huh? Good luck mate, most try and most fail abysmally.”
Karen chipped in, “she is on the dance floor. She is in a black mock snakeskin jacket and a little black skirt. Look out for the dark brown shoulder length hair and green eyes. If you can’t find her come back to me.”
Even though it was early the dance floor was already heaving. Dan wandered out on it shimmying and shaking as he looked around. Several women danced closed to him as he looked around, flirting with him and trying to get his attention. Dan knew he was a good catch but these girls weren’t really his type, many were quite young and immature and they wore cheap and tacky outfits. He politely ushered his way through, teasing some of them as he bumped and ground his way through.
Someone walked up from behind on him and squeezed his right buttock through his jeans. She leant in and spoke loudly into his right ear. “Looking for me, handsome.”
He turned about to say, “I don’t think so”. Instead he stood there captivated. Dark brown shoulder length hair, check, green eyes, check, Mock snake skin jacket, check. He mouthed, “Tracey?”
She leant back into him, “in the flesh! You must be Dan. Karen described you well.” Her hands ran across his abs as he looked directly at her. “Yep, I can tell you put a fair few miles on your bike a week.”
“About 120.”
“Not bad, tight butt too.”
“You aren’t so bad yourself,” Dan took a second opportunity to check her out. Her curves gave her a full hourglass figure but without excesses at any point.
Tracey struck a pose for Dan as she watched his eyes size her up. “Like what you see?”
“Very much. Can I get you a drink in a minute?”
“Not before you have shown me what you can do.” She backed up into him and pushed her bottom against his groin. He grabbed her hips and rubbed his pelvis up against her. She bent forward pushing back against him and smiled as she felt his reaction press against her.
Standing back up she rocked her head back against his shoulder, “don’t be shy, no one is watching lets your hands wander a bit.” She took his right hand and placed it directly on her right breast with only the jacket and an under vest getting in the way.
Dan needed no further coaxing and both hands moved to caress her, she responded by kissing his neck and further rubbing up against him.
As the track finished she broke away mock scowling him for his naughty behaviour on the dance floor and swiftly moved off towards the bar. She took a seat on a high stool showing off her elegant legs and the knee length sleek black two-inch heeled boots she was wearing. Her skirt was short but just long enough to preserve her modesty. “Now, Dan, I remember you asking if you could buy me a drink? I will have a long slow comfortable screw.”
“Ok, that comes later, what do you want to drink?” Dan laughed as he teased her before ordering the cocktail.
They chatted for about an hour as she drank cocktails and spirits and Dan drank cider. They got on very well and empathised with one another over their failed relationships.
“We seemed to do everything in reverse, you aren’t supposed to grope someone up until you are d*unk and have got to know them.” Dan teased Tracey.
“Oh don’t you worry about that we haven’t even started. I don’t know about you but I fancy an encore, what do you think?” She dragged him off his stool back towards the dance floor.
Once again their hands wandered all over one another, but Dan put a stop to it as Tracey threatened to unzip his flies. He dragged her back to the bar. “I am flattered but there is a time and a place for everything.”
“You told Karen you wanted a no strings bit of fun, were you serious?”
“Very much so.”
“Well I am free tonight, how would you like to come back to my place and fuck me senseless?”
“Honestly?”
“Does this bod tell you any lies? I want your hot member right up me in anyway you see fit. One condition though, this is a one time deal. A bit of fun between two friends; definitely no strings.”
“You have yourself a deal.”
They went and found Karen and wished her and her friends good night, they emerged out of the nightclub happily teasing and laughing together until they walked down three streets and found themselves at Tracey’s door. She was tipsy but by no means d*unk and still had full control of her faculties. She unlocked the door and dragged him inside pushing the door closed with her feet. Her hand shot straight to his groin and began rubbing his cock through his jeans. His hand went under her skirt and up to her knickers. “What the hell?”
She hoisted her skirt and showed him the frilly ruffled pink panties she was wearing. “They are a hen party gag panties. Supposed to make you laugh as they are so over the top. Catch me.”
She jumped onto the bottom step of the stairs leading up to the upper floor. As she went to climb Dan grabbed her waist and bent her forward raising her skirt at the back. “You felt my ass earlier, now it’s my turn.”
“Take my panties down and spank my little tushie, Stud!”
He did exactly as instructed his firm hand slapping her soft skin causing her to squeal in delight with each little stinging stroke.
“Fuck I am getting wet here!”
He touched her intimately for the first time and found she was telling the truth. He opened his flies and lowered his trousers to his knees bending her further forward he placed his full erection between her thighs and thrust his pelvis towards her.
She squealed in excitement as he strongly entered her pushing deep into her as she squeezed her pussy muscles hard around his throbbing cock. Holding her hips firmly he moved confidently in and out, slowly feeling her get more and more lubricated as he inched slowly deeper inside her.
“Feel my tits, Dan. Give them a good squeeze I love having my nipples played with.”
She leant back to help him.
He pulled apart her jacket feeling her breasts through the soft silk vest beneath, cupping them in his hands he teased them before gently squeezing her hard full bud nipples.
Withdrawing his cock he helped her out of her jacket and pulled the straps down from her shoulders causing her pert, full breasts to pop out. “You have an incredible figure, Tracey; just so lickable.”
“Then lick me, everywhere!”
That was an offer he could not refused, he licked her lips, kissing her passionately as he did. Then he ran his tongue over her bottom lip over her chin and down her neck. He proceeded to run it into her cleavage and across the curves of her breasts, tracing the fullness of her flesh he made his way onto her left nipple and idly flicked it before taking it into his mouth to suck on it firmly.
“Oh shit! Yes! So fucking good.” Her hands dropped between her legs as she played with her clit as Dan sucked her beautiful nipples switching between them for fun.
It didn’t take Dan long to realise that Tracey was pleasuring herself. He firmly grasped her bottom and knelt in front of her his hot breath on her intimate regions as she teased herself right in front of his nose. She thrust her pelvis forward giving him a wonderful view of her moist wet folds, it was one Dan could not resist. Within a second Dan’s lips and tongue joined her fingers as he took over the excitement of her hard little swollen clit.
She squealed and moaned as Dan pleasured her all over her pussy, her thighs began to shake, her pussy pulsed and she juiced up all over his probing tongue. Just as her knees began to buckle Dan stood and lifted her from her feet. She instantly knew what he was doing and raised herself up wrapped her legs around his waist. A few seconds later she was pinned against the wall as Dan once more impaled her. He thrust back and forth as she propped herself up on his shoulders, her breasts bouncing with every deep penetrating thrust.
Dan wobbled on the second step and lifted her to lower back onto her feet. Steadying himself he carried her down the final two steps French kissing her as they stepped down.
As he stopped briefly for breath she barked at him passionately. “Get them off!”
She proceeded to pull of his shoes and socks and yanked his trousers clear of his ankles. She voraciously attacked him with her soft lips and tongue, over his abs and up to his chest as she pulled his shirt over his head. The French kissing resumed as their hands roamed over each another.
Dan released the clasp on her skirt and then pulled both that and her top over her hips to the floor. Only her knee length boots remained.
She fell back onto a large leather sofa and grabbing Dan’s head she forced him to his knees in front of her. Placing the boots over his shoulders she mouthed one word, “Zips!” Her hand dropped between her legs to tease her pussy for him. He found the zip on the inner seem of each boot, running the full length of the beautiful sleek footwear and kissed her inner thighs as he unzipped both in turn. He removed them, throwing them to one side and kissed her toes before working his lips and tongue up her legs right up to where she was playing.
She placed her hand over her soft wet pussy lips and looked at him with a mock scowl. “Its your turn!”
She leapt up and pushed Dan down into the placed she had previously occupied and they switched places. Tracey’s tongue slowly drew up along his inner thighs and along the length of his fully erect cock. Teasing the tip of his glans she took on his precum, flicking and teasing it before taking his length into her mouth and expertly suckling on him, causing Dan to cry out hoarsely in absolute pleasure.
As the feelings became more intense Dan started to shake, his buttocks clenching and his toned thighs rippling as his muscles contracted and began to twitch in his seat.
“Don’t you bloody dare!” She leapt into his lap, straddling him and reaching down to make sure he was lined up and poised. Raising herself she popped him right in position before lowering herself firmly into place and feeling him enter her for the third time. “Now!” She exclaimed, “if you are going to pop you can do so where you will feel it appreciated.” Her pelvic muscles gripped Dan tightly causing him to swear in excitement.
She bounced up and down on the beautifully sprung leather sofa, some of her weight through her knees onto the beautiful hide of the upholstery, but most of her movement being met but the lower body regions of Dan himself as he cradled her, admiring her bouncing breasts. “Don’t just look at them, Dan. Kiss them, fondle them, enjoy them!”
Dan returned to her hard nipples, this time though he got to play with her breasts as she rode him hard. Cupping them, squeezing them, he licked, suckled, nuzzled and nibbled on her hard erect nipples. All the time, he felt her move faster and more energetically in his lap, loud squelching movements matched every bounce and she milked and squeezed him hard with each downward movement. Each time she went down, he tried to match her with an upward thrust, it didn’t take long for them to establish a sweet rhythm.
Tracey coaxed him with every thrust, urging him on with expletives and telling him how he was darn good at what he was doing. Slowly the expletives became grunts, yelps and moans as Tracey began to lose control of herself.
“Yes, you little horny minx, take it, feel me throb and buck inside you.”
“Uh huh, mmmm, yes, do……. Me!” This time she clamped harder down onto Dan and he felt her tug strongly on the head of his cock buried deep inside her.
“Oh shit, that did it, I cant hold back. I am going to.”
She nodded furiously, yelping and squeezing him tightly. A guttural moan built up in her throat and a phrase slowly moaned out of her open mouth as she threw her head back in pure bliss. “Cuuuummmmmm witthhhhhhh meeeeee!”
The squeeze was the strongest of them all so far and was so tight on Dan’s member he was unable to do anything to stop himself. His buttocks clenched again, he felt a huge wave of ecstasy engulf his every thought and he released. His cock trembled as her felt it pump the contents of his balls deep inside her.
She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply, all the time her pelvic muscles tremoring and grabbing at his still throbbing manhood buried deep inside her, milking every drop of his juices as her own flooded into his lap.
She gave him ten minutes to get his head back into place during which she gathered up his clothes before thrusting them back into his hands. “Put them back on and make your way home!”
“Huh?”
”We did say no strings and its late, I have to work at lunch time tomorrow. You have had your wicked way with me now its time to leave.”
Dan quickly got dressed and admired the feisty stunning lady as he made his way towards the door. As he opened it he looked back at her and realised that she was teasing herself while admiring his butt. “Well, I have had a wonderful night, thank you Tracey!”
“You can at least say, you got a little more than normal out of a one night stand, you know my name and where I live. Sadly that’s all you will get. Goodbye Dan!”
“No chance of your phone number then?”
She walked to the door and pushed him out so he stood in her front porch, “No strings means no strings, however it doesn’t mean you might not see me there next week at the same time.” She winked as the door firmly shut in his face.
Fin
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