Post by Tyler Durnham on Jan 28, 2010 3:34:24 GMT -5
Elend was bored. Boredom and Elend was a very bad combination. Waiting until her father fell asleep, she got dressed to go out. Silk panties, hose with a seam up the back held up by a garter belt, a leather corset designed to make up for what Mother Nature had been a bit stingy on and a laceskirt that frothed around her long shapely legs. She had stiletto six inch heels that helped her appear much taller. Everything in black of course. She did her makeup carefully, giving herself a beauty mark slightly below the corner of her lip. She did small curlicues at the corner of her eyes and pasted small jewels at the end of each one. The sides of her hair she pulled up into a clip at the back of her head so her curls cascaded down her back like a waterfall. With her small purse tucked into the waist of her skirt, she was ready. She snuck downstairs and outside. Quiet as a mouse she pushed her father's motor bike to the end of the drive and started it with the key she had made. Tucking the ends of her skirt around her legs she took off downtown where she had overheard someone say the ladies dancing were so hot the ice wouldn't stay chilled. She got plenty of whistles and invites, but she knew where she wanted to be. Finally she arrived and parked the bike before heading across the street to the strip club.
She stood in line and showed the man her ID. "You're only 18," he snorted and waved at her to go away. Elend bristled, no one dismissed her in such a way. "I am a German citizen, there I am allowed to go in any bar I wish," she said getting up in his face.
Things with Maggy were going relatively well. Not as well as Tyler could have hoped, he would have much rather have had her in his bed by now, or at least got to third base, but he had known in the beginning that things would be very, very slow going with the girl, so he couldn’t be overly disappointed. He would just have to continue taking his time with her, he knew he would charm her eventually.
But for now, he was still a man with needs, and a rich one at that. And while if he wanted a woman, he could easily get one, without having to pay (that was just for the unattractive after all), he still enjoyed a strip club just as much as the next hot blooded man. One strip club in particularly. He was a man of class after all, so of course he would seek out class in his ‘leisure’ activities.
Much later that night, knowing the best girls would be on closer to midnight, he gor ready. Dressing in a suit, it wasn’t needed for the club but he liked to stand out, he gave himself a quick once over, and when he was happily satisfied that he looked good as always, he made his way outside, and to the club.
Parking as close as possible, the sound of a motorbike caught his interest as he made the rest of the way to the club on foot. And the rider interested him even more. Any beautiful girl interested him, but one going to a strip club, well, it made him think he wouldn’t have the same difficulty with her as he was having with Maggy.
Hanging back, he watched her difficultly with the bouncer, before stepping in, to be the knight in shining armour, so to speak. “Now, Michael, need we deal with such trivial matters?” he chuckled, holding his hand out to shake the other man’s, a very slick exchange of a note included. It obviously wasn’t Tyler’s first time here, and he’d obviously had no trouble with ID. He then turned his attention to the girl with the surprisingly sexy accent. “Hi, I’m Tyler. Why don’t I buy you a drink?”
Elend's snarl turned into a smile of pleasure as she turned to her savior. "Thank you, Tyler, I would love a drink," she said and took his arm. "I am Elend and I am new in town. I feel lucky to meet a man of charm and class on my first night here." She made a face at the bouncer, practically plastering herself to Tyler's side. The club was as described. Elegant with classy girls. She felt her heart begin to beat faster. The few such places she had been to in Frankfort had been much more plebian, geared more to the working class. "This is a beautiful place. I am glad it stands up to its reputation.” She had sung at a few strip joints back home, she would love to sing here.
"Do you come here often, Tyler?" Elend asked in her soft German accent. He was very handsome and he obviously had the respect of the bouncer, which meant he spent lots of money and tipped well. That was something she respected. They had a decent amount, but they were not rich by any means. She had a good wardrobe from vintage stores and rummaging in the garbage of the wealthier houses. She supposed she would do the same here in the US.
It would be too easy, Tyler thought, with the way the girl so eagerly took his arm, moved to his side, complimented him so readily. And being one himself, he could recognise a player. At least, he was pretty sure she was, with that body, the way she spoke. Regardless, it was going to be a great night.
“And I feel lucky to meet such a beautiful woman.” he complimented in turn, before letting his attention briefly wander to their surroundings. And he wasn’t surprised she was impressed, it was impressive, more than decent decor, women who could drive any man, and woman, insane. There was no wonder why it was his favourite.
“Not too often, but whenever I can spare the time, if I have a night to myself, I like to come here. It’s easily the nicest in town. You’ve chosen well.” Nodding a polite welcome to a few of the girls, he led Elend towards a table, more of a booth really, at the back, one that gave them a perfect view of everything going on, but still afforded them some privacy.
Letting her sit first, Tyler made sure to sit close besides her, and it was barely a moment later when a woman, who looked only a few years older than both of them, came to take their order. “I’ll have a scotch, make it a double, and for the lady...” he trailed off, turning his attention back to Elend.
Elend was pleased with the attention that Tyler was showering on her, she gave him what she considered to be her most bewitching smile. He was very handsome and very worthy to be her first American conquest. "Since I am in America now, I should have an American drink, yes? Please give me a Cosmo," she said raking her eyes predatorily over the waitress and giving her a smile as well. She crossed one leg slowly over the other and leaned back slightly to slip her hand onto his knee. She was going carefully though, she was not sure this one would stop at the boundaries she usually set. He was younger and would not be as grateful as her usual prey for less than the whole prize.
“A Cosmo? Good choice.” Tyler chuckled, not oblivious to the look Elend gave the waitress. He assumed she liked girls as well, given that she had come to a strip club full of all female strippers after all. But to see her interest in action, well, it was hot of course. And it was a very good thing that Sloane wasn’t here, he considered her to be some of his only competition (who could compete with a Durnham, after all?) and he wasn’t in the mood for competition tonight. Flirting yes, but no games. He just wanted her.
His tongue snaking across his lips, he avoided glancing at the hand that made its way to his knee, instead looking around the busy club. It would only get busier, the next hour or so, but for now, their little corner was comfortably subdued. “How long have you been in America Elend? And how are you finding it?”
Elend sipped the drink the waitress brought her, looking over the tall woman over the edge of her glass. "I actually only arrived this afternoon. Moving overseas was a lot more complicated than we had expected," she said, raising her glittering eyes to meet his and lock. "We had several crates end up in New York I think. It is very hard to get people that have pride in their work. Have you lived here all your life? Moving is a damned pain.” This tiny woman looked oddly innocent as she swore.
“Well, not in California. Used to live in New York actually, but I’ve been here for a few years. And I’m sure such a beautiful woman as yourself will do great here.” he smiled. She was gorgeous, had a great body admittedly, and seemed rich. Just the sort of person the city thrived on. And perfect entertainment for him tonight.
He kept his eyes on hers, the familiar sparkle very much present as he took a sip from his own scotch. “You say we, who did you travel here with? If you don’t mind me asking?” If it was a boyfriend, or even a husband, though he didn’t see why anyone so young would want to do that to themselves, it wouldn’t halt his interest in Elend. He just preferred to know what he was in for.
Elend had to think quick. Just saying she lived with her dad would make her seem too young. "My father is a fashion photographer and I handle the business end of the his work, the work, location, props and the models, there is much more to it than many people know," she said with an impression of boredom. "I will be going to school in my free time as well, mostly business theory, though I would like to take liberal arts classes as well." In a way she was telling the truth, but really it was at a high school level not college like she made it sound.
Well, she wouldn’t be the first college girl he had, but Tyler still found it good news. An older woman, even by a year or two, certainly had her appeal. “Well, that’s an interesting mix of class choice.” he mused, looking at Elend over the rim of his glass. “All that work for your father, and classes? Sounds like you’ll have plenty to keep you busy. I’m glad I could get in early now to steal your company.” With a grin, he ran his fingers idly over her arm. “Your father must really appreciate having such an intelligent daughter. And the models must love you.”
"Fathers rarely appreciate the hard work their children put into becoming a success. Many of his models ask if I am going to be there. Even the male models appreciate me. They are much harder to gain the trust of and bigger divas as well. But he doesn't care. Anyone else he would have to pay much more, but he says he pays my room and board," she said her accent thickening as she got upset.
Well, that old man of hers sounded like a tough customer indeed. If it had been him in that situation instead, he knew he would have a few choice words to say to the man before cutting his losses, but not everyone was as thick skinned as him. “I’m sorry to hear that Elend.” he sympathised, reaching out to take her hand, in an effort to seem like the comforting sort. “Well, it sounds like you’ve got plenty of experience. Why don’t you cut your losses, move and find an actual well paying job? I’m sure there’ll be plenty of people here in need of someone of your talents.”
Elend nodded for that were her plans once she hit sixteen. "Now that I am here and there is so much more opportunity, I will do so, I have many recommendations," she said with a semi-sly smile. Her father would be lost without her for all that he refused to acknowledge her in most ways. It would be a pleasure to see the man struggle without her. "But I did not come here to talk about him. To new friends in America, handsome ones that know how to show a lady a good time and chase away their blues," she declared as she lifted her glass to Tyler.
Tyler wasn’t one to complain when Elend wanted to change the topic from her father to a much more deserving, interesting subject. Himself. “Well, I’ll toast to that.” he chuckled, pleased with the compliment as he raised his glass to hers, drinking the remainder. He immediately signalled the waitress to bring them both another drink. He wasn’t cheap, and if he was going to charm Elend, he planned on making a good attempt of it. “I hope I am succeeding in cheering you up.” he grinned at the ‘older’ woman, leaning back against his seat, letting his eyes wander very quickly over her. “So Elend, do you have any other plans for tonight? Or can I tempt you into keeping me company for a while longer yet? I have a nice place, not quite like this...” he grinned, “But it’s close, and private.”
Elend returned his grin and tilted her head considering his invitation. She knew she was likely crossing a line she hadn't yet, but really she held no worth in her virginity, truly it was more of a pain to keep it. She was not a complete innocent after all. She only hoped her father never found who had taken it from her for that might not be pretty. "I think I would like that, Tyler. I have not seen many American residences yet and I am curious to see how people live here.
He grinned, partly in pleasure and partly in triumph, as it seemed as though his night was going to end exactly as he hoped. Nodding a brief thanks to the waitress who brought them out their new drinks, he pulled out his wallet and settled their small tab, including a more than generous tip. It wasn’t like he couldn’t afford, and he enjoyed the respect that being a large tipper at the club earned him. It was a good thing his home was all his for the night, though it wouldn’t have been a major deal otherwise, he usually brought women straight into the pool house. But at least now he wouldn’t have to have an excuse to explain why he lived with his father. “Well, I’m sure you’ll love mine. Though, it’s not quite the stereotypical American residence, I must apologise. But it has an amazing view. May I propose a toast now, to a promising night.” he grinned, raising his glass.
Elend clinked her glass against his and drained her glass. Rearranging her slender legs, she held her hand out to Tyler for aid in rising. She tucked the same hand into his arm, clinging a bit more desperately than was needed despite her very tall spike heels. "I am very eager to see your home, It must be beautiful if your taste had anything to do with it," she said, her side warming against his flesh.
His empty glass soon joining hers on the table, Tyler stood, and every bit the gentleman he was raised to be, helped Elend to her feet. He quickly liked the way she clung to him. Why, he if was on the market for a relationship, which he most certainly was not, she would be perfect. She looked great on his arm. “Well, I’m pretty happy with it. The pool house I’m especially pleased with. Perhaps we could go for a swim?” he suggested as they headed outside. “Would you like me to drive you and drop you back to your motorbike in the morning, or would you perhaps like to follow me?” He preferred the second option of course, no need to linger around too much in the morning, give a girl ideas that the one night fling could be more than that.
"I will follow you, it is always best to have a plan b," Elend said with a grin. If she wanted to linger she still could or she could leave if Tyler did not measure up to his hype. He looked good, he smelled good and he even spent well, but when it came to the climax, he had better stand up to the promoting or the show would be a flop. Then it was time for a quick departure.
He laughed at this, nodding his agreement. So, Tyler’s first assumptions were correct, Elend was a lot like him. Which had to mean she was experienced, which meant he was in for a very good night indeed. But regardless, he knew he was going to enjoy himself, he loved sex. And he liked to think himself very good in that department too, he had no complaint so far. “Works with me. Like I said, I don’t live far from here. Will be a short drive.” And to keep her mind focused on him during that trip, he leant down, pressing his lips to hers in a quick, hungry kiss, before pulling away. “My car’s just there. Will see you soon.” he grinned, walking away.
Elend's small but perfect body had just the right amount of sway to all the right places as she walked away. The breathlessness from that kiss wasn't apparent as she ducked into the alleyway and threw her leg over the bike. An almost unholy amount of thigh showed as she fired up the engine and zoomed up beside Tyler's sport's car. She blew him a kiss to indicate she was ready.
As he sat in his car, waiting a moment before starting the engine, he watched Elend walk away in his rear view mirror. And damn, that girl knew how to move. So there was a big grin on his face when the bike moved next to his car, the grin only widening when he got a really good look at her. He was in for a great night. Nodding briefly at her, he drove, fast, back to his house, continuously checking his mirror to make sure she was still behind him. And pulling up at his house / mansion, he quickly got out to the car to help her off her bike. “So, first impressions?”
Elend slipped off the bike and stood beside him looking up at the mansion. "Large, elegant... lonely. I imagine you could fill this with servants and still have no one to talk to," she said with a hint of sadness. "A drink would be good, something tropical if we are going to be swimming."
“Well, I like to keep myself busy, occupied. So if I do happen to get lonely, I certainly don’t notice it.” Smiling, he waited for her to take his arm, before leading her around the back, towards the pool house. “Something tropical? I think I can arrange that. Have a bar in...well, in there.” He gestured as the pool house, and the much larger than necessary pool, came into view.
"It is beautiful back here. I can see why you like to spend time here," Elend said as she set her things on one of the loungers and proceeded to remove her stilettoes with deliberate care. Next the stockings began to be rolled down her thighs and lovely calves. She watched him to see how much he watched her and how much attention he devoted to her drink and his own disrobing.
It was hard to leave Elend’s side when the woman started to undress, but she wanted a drink, and so Tyler was going to get her a drink. But he could watch her from the small bar in the pool house. In fact, she expected him to watch, he realised, catching her glancing over as if to check. And it was such a gorgeous body she was revealing too. Settling for a scotch himself, and mixing vodka with a few juices for Elend, hoping that would be tropical enough, he quickly headed back out. Placing the drinks on the small poolside table, he pulled off his shoes, socks and tie, quickly followed by his jacket. “If you’d rather, I could show you my hot tub, Elend.”
Elend had not spent much time in hot tubs but then she had not swam much either. She nodded at the hot tub which she figured was too dangerous for her limited experience. All she had left was two pieces of lingerie which barely covered the essentials. "I do not swim well as of yet, but hopefully California will cure me of that," she admitted and went to stand by Tyler, running her fingers over his back as she waited for him. She was not ashamed of her nudity, but she had respect for barely draped lace as well.
“I’m sure it will.” Tyler agreed, but he had little interest in conversation now. Not with the way Elend was looking now. Turning, he took her hand in his, pressing a soft kiss to it as his other hand started to work free the buttons on his shirt. “Beautiful.” he murmured, his eyes drinking her in. “In that case, why don’t I show you around. Our drinks can wait.” And with a grin on his face, he led her into the pool house.
She stood in line and showed the man her ID. "You're only 18," he snorted and waved at her to go away. Elend bristled, no one dismissed her in such a way. "I am a German citizen, there I am allowed to go in any bar I wish," she said getting up in his face.
Things with Maggy were going relatively well. Not as well as Tyler could have hoped, he would have much rather have had her in his bed by now, or at least got to third base, but he had known in the beginning that things would be very, very slow going with the girl, so he couldn’t be overly disappointed. He would just have to continue taking his time with her, he knew he would charm her eventually.
But for now, he was still a man with needs, and a rich one at that. And while if he wanted a woman, he could easily get one, without having to pay (that was just for the unattractive after all), he still enjoyed a strip club just as much as the next hot blooded man. One strip club in particularly. He was a man of class after all, so of course he would seek out class in his ‘leisure’ activities.
Much later that night, knowing the best girls would be on closer to midnight, he gor ready. Dressing in a suit, it wasn’t needed for the club but he liked to stand out, he gave himself a quick once over, and when he was happily satisfied that he looked good as always, he made his way outside, and to the club.
Parking as close as possible, the sound of a motorbike caught his interest as he made the rest of the way to the club on foot. And the rider interested him even more. Any beautiful girl interested him, but one going to a strip club, well, it made him think he wouldn’t have the same difficulty with her as he was having with Maggy.
Hanging back, he watched her difficultly with the bouncer, before stepping in, to be the knight in shining armour, so to speak. “Now, Michael, need we deal with such trivial matters?” he chuckled, holding his hand out to shake the other man’s, a very slick exchange of a note included. It obviously wasn’t Tyler’s first time here, and he’d obviously had no trouble with ID. He then turned his attention to the girl with the surprisingly sexy accent. “Hi, I’m Tyler. Why don’t I buy you a drink?”
Elend's snarl turned into a smile of pleasure as she turned to her savior. "Thank you, Tyler, I would love a drink," she said and took his arm. "I am Elend and I am new in town. I feel lucky to meet a man of charm and class on my first night here." She made a face at the bouncer, practically plastering herself to Tyler's side. The club was as described. Elegant with classy girls. She felt her heart begin to beat faster. The few such places she had been to in Frankfort had been much more plebian, geared more to the working class. "This is a beautiful place. I am glad it stands up to its reputation.” She had sung at a few strip joints back home, she would love to sing here.
"Do you come here often, Tyler?" Elend asked in her soft German accent. He was very handsome and he obviously had the respect of the bouncer, which meant he spent lots of money and tipped well. That was something she respected. They had a decent amount, but they were not rich by any means. She had a good wardrobe from vintage stores and rummaging in the garbage of the wealthier houses. She supposed she would do the same here in the US.
It would be too easy, Tyler thought, with the way the girl so eagerly took his arm, moved to his side, complimented him so readily. And being one himself, he could recognise a player. At least, he was pretty sure she was, with that body, the way she spoke. Regardless, it was going to be a great night.
“And I feel lucky to meet such a beautiful woman.” he complimented in turn, before letting his attention briefly wander to their surroundings. And he wasn’t surprised she was impressed, it was impressive, more than decent decor, women who could drive any man, and woman, insane. There was no wonder why it was his favourite.
“Not too often, but whenever I can spare the time, if I have a night to myself, I like to come here. It’s easily the nicest in town. You’ve chosen well.” Nodding a polite welcome to a few of the girls, he led Elend towards a table, more of a booth really, at the back, one that gave them a perfect view of everything going on, but still afforded them some privacy.
Letting her sit first, Tyler made sure to sit close besides her, and it was barely a moment later when a woman, who looked only a few years older than both of them, came to take their order. “I’ll have a scotch, make it a double, and for the lady...” he trailed off, turning his attention back to Elend.
Elend was pleased with the attention that Tyler was showering on her, she gave him what she considered to be her most bewitching smile. He was very handsome and very worthy to be her first American conquest. "Since I am in America now, I should have an American drink, yes? Please give me a Cosmo," she said raking her eyes predatorily over the waitress and giving her a smile as well. She crossed one leg slowly over the other and leaned back slightly to slip her hand onto his knee. She was going carefully though, she was not sure this one would stop at the boundaries she usually set. He was younger and would not be as grateful as her usual prey for less than the whole prize.
“A Cosmo? Good choice.” Tyler chuckled, not oblivious to the look Elend gave the waitress. He assumed she liked girls as well, given that she had come to a strip club full of all female strippers after all. But to see her interest in action, well, it was hot of course. And it was a very good thing that Sloane wasn’t here, he considered her to be some of his only competition (who could compete with a Durnham, after all?) and he wasn’t in the mood for competition tonight. Flirting yes, but no games. He just wanted her.
His tongue snaking across his lips, he avoided glancing at the hand that made its way to his knee, instead looking around the busy club. It would only get busier, the next hour or so, but for now, their little corner was comfortably subdued. “How long have you been in America Elend? And how are you finding it?”
Elend sipped the drink the waitress brought her, looking over the tall woman over the edge of her glass. "I actually only arrived this afternoon. Moving overseas was a lot more complicated than we had expected," she said, raising her glittering eyes to meet his and lock. "We had several crates end up in New York I think. It is very hard to get people that have pride in their work. Have you lived here all your life? Moving is a damned pain.” This tiny woman looked oddly innocent as she swore.
“Well, not in California. Used to live in New York actually, but I’ve been here for a few years. And I’m sure such a beautiful woman as yourself will do great here.” he smiled. She was gorgeous, had a great body admittedly, and seemed rich. Just the sort of person the city thrived on. And perfect entertainment for him tonight.
He kept his eyes on hers, the familiar sparkle very much present as he took a sip from his own scotch. “You say we, who did you travel here with? If you don’t mind me asking?” If it was a boyfriend, or even a husband, though he didn’t see why anyone so young would want to do that to themselves, it wouldn’t halt his interest in Elend. He just preferred to know what he was in for.
Elend had to think quick. Just saying she lived with her dad would make her seem too young. "My father is a fashion photographer and I handle the business end of the his work, the work, location, props and the models, there is much more to it than many people know," she said with an impression of boredom. "I will be going to school in my free time as well, mostly business theory, though I would like to take liberal arts classes as well." In a way she was telling the truth, but really it was at a high school level not college like she made it sound.
Well, she wouldn’t be the first college girl he had, but Tyler still found it good news. An older woman, even by a year or two, certainly had her appeal. “Well, that’s an interesting mix of class choice.” he mused, looking at Elend over the rim of his glass. “All that work for your father, and classes? Sounds like you’ll have plenty to keep you busy. I’m glad I could get in early now to steal your company.” With a grin, he ran his fingers idly over her arm. “Your father must really appreciate having such an intelligent daughter. And the models must love you.”
"Fathers rarely appreciate the hard work their children put into becoming a success. Many of his models ask if I am going to be there. Even the male models appreciate me. They are much harder to gain the trust of and bigger divas as well. But he doesn't care. Anyone else he would have to pay much more, but he says he pays my room and board," she said her accent thickening as she got upset.
Well, that old man of hers sounded like a tough customer indeed. If it had been him in that situation instead, he knew he would have a few choice words to say to the man before cutting his losses, but not everyone was as thick skinned as him. “I’m sorry to hear that Elend.” he sympathised, reaching out to take her hand, in an effort to seem like the comforting sort. “Well, it sounds like you’ve got plenty of experience. Why don’t you cut your losses, move and find an actual well paying job? I’m sure there’ll be plenty of people here in need of someone of your talents.”
Elend nodded for that were her plans once she hit sixteen. "Now that I am here and there is so much more opportunity, I will do so, I have many recommendations," she said with a semi-sly smile. Her father would be lost without her for all that he refused to acknowledge her in most ways. It would be a pleasure to see the man struggle without her. "But I did not come here to talk about him. To new friends in America, handsome ones that know how to show a lady a good time and chase away their blues," she declared as she lifted her glass to Tyler.
Tyler wasn’t one to complain when Elend wanted to change the topic from her father to a much more deserving, interesting subject. Himself. “Well, I’ll toast to that.” he chuckled, pleased with the compliment as he raised his glass to hers, drinking the remainder. He immediately signalled the waitress to bring them both another drink. He wasn’t cheap, and if he was going to charm Elend, he planned on making a good attempt of it. “I hope I am succeeding in cheering you up.” he grinned at the ‘older’ woman, leaning back against his seat, letting his eyes wander very quickly over her. “So Elend, do you have any other plans for tonight? Or can I tempt you into keeping me company for a while longer yet? I have a nice place, not quite like this...” he grinned, “But it’s close, and private.”
Elend returned his grin and tilted her head considering his invitation. She knew she was likely crossing a line she hadn't yet, but really she held no worth in her virginity, truly it was more of a pain to keep it. She was not a complete innocent after all. She only hoped her father never found who had taken it from her for that might not be pretty. "I think I would like that, Tyler. I have not seen many American residences yet and I am curious to see how people live here.
He grinned, partly in pleasure and partly in triumph, as it seemed as though his night was going to end exactly as he hoped. Nodding a brief thanks to the waitress who brought them out their new drinks, he pulled out his wallet and settled their small tab, including a more than generous tip. It wasn’t like he couldn’t afford, and he enjoyed the respect that being a large tipper at the club earned him. It was a good thing his home was all his for the night, though it wouldn’t have been a major deal otherwise, he usually brought women straight into the pool house. But at least now he wouldn’t have to have an excuse to explain why he lived with his father. “Well, I’m sure you’ll love mine. Though, it’s not quite the stereotypical American residence, I must apologise. But it has an amazing view. May I propose a toast now, to a promising night.” he grinned, raising his glass.
Elend clinked her glass against his and drained her glass. Rearranging her slender legs, she held her hand out to Tyler for aid in rising. She tucked the same hand into his arm, clinging a bit more desperately than was needed despite her very tall spike heels. "I am very eager to see your home, It must be beautiful if your taste had anything to do with it," she said, her side warming against his flesh.
His empty glass soon joining hers on the table, Tyler stood, and every bit the gentleman he was raised to be, helped Elend to her feet. He quickly liked the way she clung to him. Why, he if was on the market for a relationship, which he most certainly was not, she would be perfect. She looked great on his arm. “Well, I’m pretty happy with it. The pool house I’m especially pleased with. Perhaps we could go for a swim?” he suggested as they headed outside. “Would you like me to drive you and drop you back to your motorbike in the morning, or would you perhaps like to follow me?” He preferred the second option of course, no need to linger around too much in the morning, give a girl ideas that the one night fling could be more than that.
"I will follow you, it is always best to have a plan b," Elend said with a grin. If she wanted to linger she still could or she could leave if Tyler did not measure up to his hype. He looked good, he smelled good and he even spent well, but when it came to the climax, he had better stand up to the promoting or the show would be a flop. Then it was time for a quick departure.
He laughed at this, nodding his agreement. So, Tyler’s first assumptions were correct, Elend was a lot like him. Which had to mean she was experienced, which meant he was in for a very good night indeed. But regardless, he knew he was going to enjoy himself, he loved sex. And he liked to think himself very good in that department too, he had no complaint so far. “Works with me. Like I said, I don’t live far from here. Will be a short drive.” And to keep her mind focused on him during that trip, he leant down, pressing his lips to hers in a quick, hungry kiss, before pulling away. “My car’s just there. Will see you soon.” he grinned, walking away.
Elend's small but perfect body had just the right amount of sway to all the right places as she walked away. The breathlessness from that kiss wasn't apparent as she ducked into the alleyway and threw her leg over the bike. An almost unholy amount of thigh showed as she fired up the engine and zoomed up beside Tyler's sport's car. She blew him a kiss to indicate she was ready.
As he sat in his car, waiting a moment before starting the engine, he watched Elend walk away in his rear view mirror. And damn, that girl knew how to move. So there was a big grin on his face when the bike moved next to his car, the grin only widening when he got a really good look at her. He was in for a great night. Nodding briefly at her, he drove, fast, back to his house, continuously checking his mirror to make sure she was still behind him. And pulling up at his house / mansion, he quickly got out to the car to help her off her bike. “So, first impressions?”
Elend slipped off the bike and stood beside him looking up at the mansion. "Large, elegant... lonely. I imagine you could fill this with servants and still have no one to talk to," she said with a hint of sadness. "A drink would be good, something tropical if we are going to be swimming."
“Well, I like to keep myself busy, occupied. So if I do happen to get lonely, I certainly don’t notice it.” Smiling, he waited for her to take his arm, before leading her around the back, towards the pool house. “Something tropical? I think I can arrange that. Have a bar in...well, in there.” He gestured as the pool house, and the much larger than necessary pool, came into view.
"It is beautiful back here. I can see why you like to spend time here," Elend said as she set her things on one of the loungers and proceeded to remove her stilettoes with deliberate care. Next the stockings began to be rolled down her thighs and lovely calves. She watched him to see how much he watched her and how much attention he devoted to her drink and his own disrobing.
It was hard to leave Elend’s side when the woman started to undress, but she wanted a drink, and so Tyler was going to get her a drink. But he could watch her from the small bar in the pool house. In fact, she expected him to watch, he realised, catching her glancing over as if to check. And it was such a gorgeous body she was revealing too. Settling for a scotch himself, and mixing vodka with a few juices for Elend, hoping that would be tropical enough, he quickly headed back out. Placing the drinks on the small poolside table, he pulled off his shoes, socks and tie, quickly followed by his jacket. “If you’d rather, I could show you my hot tub, Elend.”
Elend had not spent much time in hot tubs but then she had not swam much either. She nodded at the hot tub which she figured was too dangerous for her limited experience. All she had left was two pieces of lingerie which barely covered the essentials. "I do not swim well as of yet, but hopefully California will cure me of that," she admitted and went to stand by Tyler, running her fingers over his back as she waited for him. She was not ashamed of her nudity, but she had respect for barely draped lace as well.
“I’m sure it will.” Tyler agreed, but he had little interest in conversation now. Not with the way Elend was looking now. Turning, he took her hand in his, pressing a soft kiss to it as his other hand started to work free the buttons on his shirt. “Beautiful.” he murmured, his eyes drinking her in. “In that case, why don’t I show you around. Our drinks can wait.” And with a grin on his face, he led her into the pool house.
