Velvety Rabbit

Inhale, exhale. Damn it, butterflies and sweating are not great for a first date! Dating has been a lot harder than I remember. Maybe I have higher standards since the divorce or maybe I just stopped putting up with bullshit. Eh, who knows. Pulling into Johnny’s driveway, I send him a quick text, “I’m here.” Grabbing my clutch and wine bottle, I slide out of the car. Shutting the door, I walk up to his house and feel my cheeks start to redden. Inhale, exhale. Here goes my seventh, 1st date.

Knock, knock. He opens the door. Well shit, I was not prepared! Stunned, I slowly look him up and down. Johnny is wearing a t-shirt, tube socks, a hat, and boxer briefs. I realize we are hanging out at his house, but that’s a little too comfortable. I step inside, trying not to make a facial expression. I realize I’m completely overdressed in my thigh-high, tan boots and short, V-neck black dress, that hugs my curves.

“Don’t I get a hug?” Breathe, just fucking breathe. “Of course! Thanks for inviting me over,” I say faking a smile. What the fuck! He comes up to my shoulder and is as big as my thigh. Man, he takes really good pictures! Why the hell don’t I ask about height? He’s probably about 5’1” and 130lbs soaking wet.

Johnny releases me and smiles back, “Let me give you the grand tour!” Waiting for him to take the wine, which doesn’t happen, I look around to figure out if I should take off my boots. I decide to keep them on, just in case. “Here’s the living room,” he says pointing to the couch. As my eyes move across the room, I notice small ballerina or angel type figurines in the bookcase. What, is he 80? “Oh, you like them?” Readjusting my gaze, “They are interesting! What’s over there?” I follow as he walks toward a semi-empty room. “That’s Larry,” Johnny says pointing to a boa-constrictor. Freaked out, I tell him, “Not a fan of snakes.” He moves in closer, “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.” I try not to laugh or roll my eyes as he walks past, kissing my shoulder.

Walking toward the kitchen, I see more figurines. It’s like the house of an old lady. Maybe his mom secretly lives here or something. Snapping back to reality by the sound of his voice, “You can set the wine down there. I think I have a corkscrew, but I’ll have to check the basement.” I smile and nod as he continues the tour. “Over there, are where my two dogs stay,” he says pointing to a space near the back door, almost like a mud room. Stopping in my tracks, “Wait, what? They don’t come inside?” Laughing, “No, dogs are dirty, they belong outside.” That’s just cruel! Hmmm, do I leave now or wait?

I continue to follow him to the basement. This could be a trap, but then again, I’m sure I could take him if needed. Reaching the basement, all I see are tools and boxes. “I’m sure there is a corkscrew down here somewhere,” he says as he starts rummaging through the boxes. “Is it cool if I go back upstairs and use your bathroom?” Looking up from one of the boxes, “Of course!” Heading back upstairs, I stop near the backdoor, where the dog area is located. Heartbreaking that he doesn’t allow them inside. Shaking my head, I start to look for the bathroom.

Found it! Looking on the counter, I see a stand full of colognes and soaps. How many different soaps does he actually need? On the positive side, at least he’s hygienic. I notice his toothbrush holder has four different brushes. After I go to the bathroom and wash my hands, I hear him coming upstairs. Leaving the bathroom, I ask, “So, what’s with all the toothbrushes?” He smiles, “One has hard bristles, one has medium, and one has soft. The fourth is my son’s.” Speechless, I just nod. I watch as he attempts to open the wine. “Damn, I thought this tool would work! I’m going to grab a screwdriver.” It’s great that he’s trying, but he’s so weird!

He heads back downstairs and I start picking up the random figurines on top of the stove. I lean over to the basement door and yell down, “I think I have a corkscrew in my car. I’m going to run out and get it.” Before he can say anything, I walk briskly to the door. Good thing I kept my shoes on! I grab my clutch and take my keys out. Running to my car, I get in and lock the doors. Starting the car, I back out of his driveway as quickly as possible.

I never ditch dates, but I just couldn’t stay there anymore. Shit, I forgot the wine! Fuck it, I will buy another one, but I could really use a drink. I’m 45-minutes from home and not ready to hear, “I told you so,” from my roommate. Although I start heading home, I anticipate stopping if I see a decent-looking bar. About halfway there, I see a sign that says “Velvety Rabbit.” It sounds like an upscale bar or a strip club. Either way, it will have alcohol. Getting off the highway, I follow the signs and pull into the parking lot. Yes, there is a valet option! I hope I’m dressed appropriately. Getting out of the car, the valet attendant comes around to grab my keys and I notice him staring at my chest. Guess I have the answer about my attire! Clearing my throat, he says, “Have a great night miss, here is your ticket.” I walk around my car and stand behind the rope.

Walking up to the bouncer, I take out my I.D. Damn, he’s sexy! I’m sure he can read my mind as I smile and blush. He’s about 5’7” with chocolate skin, muscles, and tattoos. All my weaknesses in one! He smirks and hands my card back, “I’ll see you soon.” Not sure what to say, so I smile back and continue walking, but glance over my shoulder to see if he is watching me. Shit, he is! He winks and says something in his radio. Turning around, I walk up to the hostess stand completely embarrassed.

The hostess smirks, “Welcome! I don’t think I’ve seen you before.” Looking down at my clutch, “No, I’ve never been here.” She smiles, then extends a hand, “I’m Kelsey. Would you like a tour?” Shaking her hand, “A tour? Isn’t it just a bar?” She giggles, “Oh, no honey. Why don’t I have someone show you around? After the tour, you can decide if you want to pay and play.” She picks up the radio, “She’s ready.” Kelsey turns to me, “Marquis is going to show you around.” My heart races a little as I watch the bouncer approach the stand. I feel a shiver run down my spine as his smile widens. I don’t think I’ve had that feeling in a long time! “I told you I would see you soon,” he says winking.

Blushing, I introduce myself, “Hi, I’m Lucy. Thanks for giving me a tour.” Marquis places his hand on the small of my back as he replies, “My pleasure.” That same shiver runs through my body when he touches me. My thong starts to dampen and my nipples harden as he escorts me to the first room. Walking inside, I am stunned by the moaning noises and all the people having sex. I notice a bar and walk toward it. I lean over the bar to wave at the bartender. Leaning over, Marquis slides behind me and I feel his hard dick press against my ass. Damn, he feels good! The bartender walks over, “Can I have a glass of Merlot?” The bartender smiles, “Of course.” He turns around and pours the glass of wine. He places the glass in front of me, I take a sip. Yes, finally!

As I lower myself from the bar, Marquis backs up slightly, but runs his hand up my thigh. His hand goes under my dress and he pulls me against him. Whispering in my ear, “Do you like what you see? Hear? Feel?” Goosebumps run throughout my body and my heart beats a little faster. He continues, “You don’t seem intimidated by what you see or by my touch.” Marquis turns me toward the room so I can watch all of the couples. He takes my glass of wine and sets it on the bar. He pulls my hair slightly, forcing my head to rest on his chest, then starts kissing my neck. He whispers, “You are so sexy and those green eyes are mesmerizing.” A small moan escapes. His hand moves to the front of my body, still under my dress. I can feel his dick grow in size, pressing firmly against the zipper of his pants.

Under my dress, his fingers run along my wet thong, back and forth slowly. He moves it to the side and dips one, then two fingers inside, finding my clit. His fingers start rotating in a circular motion. Feels so good! I close my eyes to take in his full touch as he whispers again, “In this room, there are mostly couples, but sometimes you see threesomes. There are three other rooms in the club, all similar to this one.” He removes his fingers, leaving me panting, craving more. Bringing his fingers to his lips, he slowly sucks on both of them, “Mmmm you’re delicious.” He releases his hand from my hair and spins me around to face him. Lifting my chin, he hovers over my lips, while looking in my eyes. Leaning in, he devours my mouth and our tongues meet. My hands move to his shirt pulling him in closer, while his hands explore my body, finding my ass. Lifting me up, my legs lock around his waist and he walks us toward the wall. My back pushes against the wall as he removes his mouth and nibbles on my neck. My legs release from his waist, touching the ground, and he flips me around. Pushing me against the wall, he lifts up my dress and rips off my thong, “It gets in the way.” I hear him unzip his pants. Moving my hand behind me, I feel his length. A sound escapes his lips as he lifts one of my legs and holds it with his right arm, while gliding into me. Moaning loudly, “Oh my god.” He rests his head on my back as he moves faster inside of me. “You feel so good,” he says. Fuck, I’m almost on the verge! “It’s been so long. I’m almost there,” I tell him breathlessly as I clench around his hard dick. He speeds up and then slows down.

Damn, I was so close! “Not yet,” he whispers, reading my mind. Releasing my leg, he pulls out slowly, turning me around to face him. Lifting my leg back up, he puts it around his waist, “I want to see you.” He thrusts into me, harder this time. Our foreheads lean against each other as we gasp for air. I reach up to kiss him, which pushes him over the edge and he pulls my body closer as we cum at the same time. Wow, that was amazing!

Our breathing finally slows down and he lowers my leg, while remaining inside me. Still holding me close, “Sorry, I know that was quick, but I couldn’t help it.” I smile, “Me either.” He finally pulls out and holds my face between his hands. “This is not a one-time thing Lucy. I’m not letting you go. There is something about you I can’t explain.” I lean up and kiss him lightly. Hovering over his lips, “I feel the same.” Guess everything does happen for a reason.