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Sometimes, even Superbabes' Wonder Woman needed a social drink.
The beautiful, voluptuous Superbabes Wonder Woman sat at an open-air beach bar. Wearing what could only be described as '80s pop star' as opposed to her usual outfit she'd be wearing at this hour, of star-spangled panties and a colorful bodice…
Admittedly, she was still wearing a bodice, a low-cut top that looked like a corset, but the black leather jacket she wore over that, framing her large, supple breasts, hid that fact from behind… because people were probably staring at her behind, which was currently tightly packed in skimpy jean cutoff shorts, and high-heeled boots currently hooked onto the lower ring of the stool as she drank her cocktail.
A cool night, the smell of the ocean, and a tasty cocktail. It might have been romantic if not for the college frat boys loudly frat boying it up. She's mostly ignored them, even if THEY didn't ignore HER.
"Hey gorgeous, how about you come on over and have a drink with us?"
"No, thank you. I'm waiting for a friend." She said politely, which WAS true. She was waiting on a handful of other girls, Izzy, Leslie, Tina… allegedly they were going to have a little girls' night and one unlucky babe would be the designated driver. But she's yet to hear from them. She glanced out the open bar to watch the Gotham Sunset… while she could, at any rate.
She was flattered that just about every drunken to currently sober frat boy in the bar was hitting on her. A credit to her looks, charm, and overall sexy charisma, but she didn't feel like a drunken frat boy hookup. She sighed, swirled her cocktail, before finishing it up.
"Another miss?"
"Please." She said as the Bartender shook up another for her; she'd already had a few, so she wasn't driving her bike home. But it was a little weird that her drinking girls weren't here yet. She opened her jacket, reached into her inside pocket, and retrieved her phone… and with almost an Orders level of coincidence, Izzy was suddenly calling her. Luckily, she wasn't easily startled even a few cocktails into her evening.
Time: 7:10 PM. Place: Gotham Lower East (Beachside Bar)
Buzz-click
"Hey, Izzy. Where are you, girls?"
"Uh. Yeah. So… Orders wants us to do something for her, so… we're probably not going to get there for a while…"
"…Define 'a while'
"Well, I guess that depends entirely on the stamina of Japanese businessmen."
"…You're not coming, are you?"
"Not yet…"
"Izzy."
"Yeah, I don't think we're going to make it. You might just want to head home."
"…Haah… Okay. Maybe next time then."
Meanwhile
"HAAAAH…" she sighed, even louder once she hung up and slipped her phone back into her pocket before drinking her cocktail again. She didn't have enough alcohol yet to be tipsy, but she still shouldn't drive her bike home after a few drinks. God forbid she get into an accident. Sipping her cocktail, she vaguely just thought about calling a cab, ending her evening… or maybe walk a little on the beach, try to burn off the booze a little.
Either way, she was probably picking up her bike in the morning, and that was just going to be inconvenient…"
"Hey there, gorgeous, how about you come on over and-"
"No, thank you." She said, still polite but vaguely irritated underneath it. It was the same guy too; must be too drunk to register that he's already tried to pick her up… not that the tenacious and the horny wouldn't keep trying. Still though…" Her gaze leveled around the drunken partying fratboys and wondered if it was pledge week or something, end of tests? Start of tests?
Whatever it was that brought the boys to the bar, she didn't have an interest in finding out. They were too loud and rowdy for her liking right now without a support group of other babes around her. She decided this was her last cocktail; she'd go for a walk on the beach, and call a cab… letting her attention wander casually over the drunken partiers for some semblance of entertainment-
DING
Her gaze immediately locked onto the lone calm spot in the storm of drunken chaos… and she was immediately on alert. Even with a couple of cocktails in her system, her innate radar was still working, and her 'virgin' sense was tingling… he was currently sitting at a small table, trying to ignore the frat boys around him, reading a particularly thick textbook…
…Who brings a textbook to a bar? Who reads at a bar?! A café maybe, but not a bar. Especially not a bar filled with rowdy frat boys. Still, silliness aside. He was a bit thin, with glasses and neatly cut light brown hair. She licked up a small trickle of cocktail with her tongue. It was certainly not drool.
Still, he glanced around in slight irritation at the drunks around him before snapping his book shut and standing up, making his way out of the bar. "Hmmn…" She wriggled the now empty cocktail glass, putting it on the counter before tossing down a tip and making her way out of the bar. Her long legs on full display in her short shorts drew quite a bit of attention from the frat boys, many dismayed at the exit of the hottie-at-the-counter. She stepped outside as she watched the young man shift farther away from the bar but not too far, flopping onto one of the beachside lounging chairs where he could still get some light from the bar and the nearby street lamps as they all flicked on.
She could've just kept walking… but her interest was piqued, and otherwise it was going to be a boring waste of a night… might as well have SOMEONE happy by the end of it. And if she enjoyed herself too, well, all the better.
"…Hey there, Sweetie." She said, in a sultry voice that would've gotten anyone's attention… but oddly, he didn't respond. She blinked and chuckled at the lack of interest in things around him before she leaned over and repeated in his ear. "Hey there, Sweetie." His body reacted before his brain by shivering slightly, mostly from surprise.
"Huh?! What?!" he jolted alert, and noticing her thick, shapely bare legs, slowly let his gaze rise up to her chest, then, after leaning back a little, to her beautiful face. His mouth hung open agape for a moment, trying to register that the goddess before him was speaking TO him. He wasn't dumb despite his stereotypical glasses implying he was smart. He'd seen his schoolmates try and fail to pick up the voluptuous work of art sitting at the corner on the perfectly proportioned ass. "Uh…" she let his mind reboot, smiling sweetly. "…Hi?" he said, unsure what was going on.
"Bit loud around here." She said, as the rowdy frat boys with no MILF-like woman to ogle actually got a little rowdier. Somehow. "Might be hard to read." She noted as he realized she was actually starting up a conversation. He shut his book.
"Y-Yeah, a little." He said, "But I needed to get out of my apartment. Feels like I've been cooped up in there all semester."
"I bet Sweetie." She said, and saw the blush on his face as she smiled. "…You live around here, I take it?"
"Yeah. I rent a small apartment around that-" he pointed, then paused. "…That way." He had no idea why he was telling her this. Well, he had SOME idea. There was a gorgeous MILF-like woman asking him questions, so he instinctively answered. She had an air of authority about her. Like a hot teacher, or a hot professor, or a hot gym coach… okay, a lot of his fantasies right now are equating her with a seductive older woman of authority. Far from what he knew she could be: an engineer, or a model, or…
"Want to show me where, Sweetie?" she asked sensually.
HOOKER. ESCORT. PROSTITUTE…
"I'm uh… I'm not interested." He lied through his TEETH. Wonder Woman just smiled and shrugged.
"Suit yourself, sweetie…" she said airily, stretching her voluptuously soft body. Before sitting on the lounge chair next to him, "What a shame. I was supposed to be having fun with some friends, but they got called in to work. Can you believe it?" she said sadly as he swallowed his suddenly dry mouth. "And after I had a few drinks too… now I can't ride my bike home." She said rather pitifully…
"Oh. That's unfortunate."
"Right. Now if I had a place to crash for the night." She said, "With maybe a nice, generous young man…" She swung one leg over the other, so gracefully that she didn't even kick up any sand. "…I'd be very grateful."
"I'm… I'm not interested." He repeated, once again, LYING THROUGH HIS FUCKING TEETH.
"Really?" Wonder Woman whispered, and she leaned over, elbow on her leg, chin in her hand, and cleavage in full view. "…That's a shame." She repeated, "…I really hate to be all alone. Walking home in Gotham City." She pouted, "…Who knows what sort of shameful, debaucherous- " The frat boys in the bar interrupted her by hooting suddenly as someone did something stupid to win a bet, but that only enforced her sensual charm. "Frat boys might take advantage of me." She finished.
He swallowed again, gazing into her eyes. "I'm really not interested." Not even he believed it at this point. She was just… too beautiful. She smiled at him.
"…But I am." She whispered, before curling a finger at him. Inviting him to play… he swallowed again.
"I only have the one bed…" he said as her smile broadened.
"How convenient." She said, "I like to cuddle." She whispered, and finally his resolve broke.
"…I guess it couldn't hurt… to let you crash at my place until you're… you're sober." She didn't even sound TIPSY.
"Sweetie." She whispered, "…Nothing happening tonight is going to hurt." They both stood up; silently, he led her away from the rowdy bar, waiting patiently at a stoplight before crossing the street.
"…There's an alleyway I use as a shortcut." He said, before turning down one. "Follow me."
"Of course." But she didn't; she walked right next to him. "Oh… right. Before I forget." She said before taking his hand.
"What? Did you forget something-" he asked, but then she slapped his hand onto her ASS. And he promptly forgot his name. He marveled, briefly, at how SOFT she felt, how her cutoff jeans didn't even seem to be there at all, like it was merely just a second skin. He could only marvel briefly, before he was gently pressed up against the wall, and his senses were overwhelmed by her magnificent breasts.
"I LOVE younger men." She whispered and felt his COCK vibrating against her thighs through his pants. His book was forgotten and dropped to the alleyway pavement. "And I might not be able to control myself…" she said teasingly as his hands grasped to her soft backside. "So… I should ask right now. Do you want me to play with you, Sweetie?"
Somewhere in the back of his brain. He knew. He was going to be the happiest virgin in Gotham for the next 10 minutes… then he'd be the happiest MAN in Gotham until his body gave out. His hands squeezed her ass. "Oooh…" she moaned playfully in response as he squeezed her body to him, her legs rubbing at his cock through his pants like she was about to start a FIRE. "I can't WAIT for you to play with my body, Sweetie. I need you right now…" she whispered as he groaned dazedly in her chest, his lips sucking on her skin as she chuckled, holding his face between them as she continued writhing on him. "Want to do it here, Sweetie? Hmmn?" She rubbed the back of his head, planted in her chest as his hands squeezed her ass. "Oooh…" she licked her lips, pulling him from her chest and smiling at him. "Sorry, sweetie, what did you say?"
It wasn't so much a word as an instinct, but he managed to string some syllables together. "Let's get to my apartment."
"Mmn…" she said, his hands still on her ass as she laughed; they waddled out of the alleyway and into a cheap, little apartment building so fast Freya might have driven her. They got into the elevator; they were the only two. Before she pushed him gently against the back wall once the doors shut. "Ah…"
She slid her breasts down his chest, dropping to her knees before him as his eyes widened as he realized what was about to happen. Squatting on her heels, her ass flexing in her shorts, she unzipped him before burying her face in the zipper. He gasped, covering his mouth as she worked her way through his underwear, face deep in his crotch, and licking gently at his rock-hard cock through the button hole of his boxers. "Mmm!"
His fingers curled on the wall of the elevator, briefly reaching out, and rapidly poking the 10th floor. Desperate to get there as fast as he could, he felt Wonder Woman's soft lips and gentle tongue sending jolts of electricity down his cock. He tried not to look down, like he was trapped on the edge of the building and looking down was a one-way trip to death.
Even if he'd see the most magnificent sight of his young life so far. A beautiful woman gazed back at him with his COCK in her mouth… mostly. She didn't wipe it out or anything; she just licked, kissed, sucked. "You can touch me, Sweetie." She whispered, or probably spoke normally but was muffled by his pants. "I don't mind." He groaned appreciatively as she went back to her oral tending, but just as he managed to pry his hands from the wall to rest them on her silky black-haired head. She pulled away the instant the doors of the elevator dinged.
"Mmn…" She pushed her breasts in his face as he inhaled her scent and led her from the elevator. His hands groped at her body as he led her down the hall to his apartment. "Do you like how I feel Sweetie?" she whispered as he fiddled for his keys.
"Yes…" he said, into her breasts as she chuckled.
"Good…" she said as he tried to get his key shakily into his lock. She grabbed his wrist, guided it to the lock, and turned. "I like how you taste."
"Oh, sweet lord." He moaned as they entered his apartment. The door shut behind them. "Haah…" he gasped as she pulled away, grabbing her jacket and peeling it from her body, displaying her shoulders and huge breasts as he stared at her. "So-Sorry it's so tight." He said; his apartment was barely more than a hole in the wall. A desk, a kitchen, a bed, a bathroom. Livable if a little spartan… but it will suit her purposes now just as it will suit his once she leaves.
"That's my line, Sweetie." She said with a cheeky smile as he watched her big soft breasts freed from her bodice, pulling down to let them bounce firmly from their bindings as it rested around her waist like a belt. "Now. How do you want me?…" she whispered, lifting her chest and smiling divinely as he stared, his cock freeing itself from his downed zipper as she approached and pressed her nipples to his lips as he sighed, and SUCKED. "MMn!" She moaned, gazing into his eyes as she licked her lips. "That's it, Sweetie. Have fun…" she whispered, sliding his cock, still wet from her mouth, between her soft thighs as she slid back and forth. "You can play with my body as much as you want." She added as he squeezed her soft ass again. "Oooh…" She rolled her head back, pushing her tits into his face as he motorboated away. Bucking steadily into her rolling hips, her soft thighs squeezing his member as he slurped loudly on her nipples and popped off. "Ah…"
Her head swung forward, grinning down at him as he grabbed her beautiful head and pulled her into a kiss. "Mmgh!!" hungrily they wrestled tongues, rubbing each other above, below, between. "Mmgh!" Their tongues exchanged blows and spit into each other's mouths as he slurped more into his mouth from her lips. She moaned contentedly as his hands went from her face to her chest, then down her soft stomach into her jean shorts.
"Mmgn! Ah…" she glanced down and moaned loudly, feeling his fingers brushing on her clitoris and pussy lips as she drooled above and below now, shoving her breasts into his face. "Oooh… Sweetie!" whispering sensually, "Like how that pussy feels on your fingers?"
"MMgh!" he groaned as her lips tightly squeezed around them. He moaned as her warm tunnel clapped down on them as she laughed.
"…Told you, that was my line." She said as he pulled his fingers away. Feeling his cock throbbing between her thighs, she pushed him back and dropped to the floor. He gasped as she wrapped her big soft breasts around his cock, sliding them slowly up and down, gazing up at him as he gasped. Pre-cum already gushing as she steadily stroked him with soft tits. Tongue hanging open to lick his average length poking between her girls. "Come on, Sweetie. Just let it out. I know how much you want to." She said, "You want to cum." She whispered up at him, but she might as well have shouted it because it echoed in his ear. "I want to use our bodies to feel good together." She whispered, "I want you to FUCK me… as hard as you want. And I want to be the one who gets FUCKED as hard as you want…" She smiled, pre-cum oozing on her tongue. "Oh!" wrapping her lips around him. "Mmmhg!"
"AARGH! AAAH!!" he howled, LOUDLY as she slurped, salivating on his virginal first load, spraying into the back of her throat; she gulped it like she was Jackie as a fluffer at a gokkun. "GGH! OOOH!!"
"Mmn…" she moaned, sucking him dry and cheekily winking up at him, as she slurped down, then up, then down again. Holding him in her throat as his voice, hoarse from shooting his climax, cracked a little.
"…That was… O-oh my god." He breathed as she slid up his cock. It twitched erectly against her lips. "…Oh my god."
"MWAH." She said, before standing up slowly, unbuckling his pants as they fell to the floor, her hands sliding up his shirt... rubbing his chest and leaving light grooves on his skin with her fingers. "…Come with me, Sweetie." She said, taking him by the hand and leading him to his bed. It was easy to find in the tiny apartment.
He flopped onto the mattress as she stood over him; he gazed up at her in awe as she slowly peeled her thick hips out of her jean shorts. He stared at her naked body; mostly, she still had a belt of crumpled bodice around her waist. She said nothing, pushing her breasts on his chest and easily applying her weight on top of him. Pinning him to the bed, she licked his lips. "AH…" sliding her body up and down on him, "Mmn…" she slid up and down his body, her breasts bulging on him as her lips suckled his once more, his hands sliding over her ass and squeezing it fondly…
"MMGn!?" he groaned as she slid him inside her. "Haa…" she pushed off him, sitting on his lap and tightly massaging his cock with her silky folds. "Haaa… wa-wait a sec-UND!" he grunted as she raised herself subtly on her knees and dropped down. "Uugh…!"
"Oh, sweetie…" she moaned, hands on his chest before sliding up to her breasts. "You feel so good."
She was stealing his lines now.
"Touch me, sweetie." She whispered as his hands suddenly lashed to her bouncing breasts. "Ooh!" Her head rolling back, she bounced up and down, faster and faster on his lap as she moaned. "Oh… YES… oh! It's so good!"
His cock pulsated inside her as his hips bucked instinctively up into her body. He gritted his teeth, feeling her wonderful weight on his lap. The heat of her tight pussy gripped him, her beautiful figure bouncing enticingly up and down. He was going to cum, and he was going to cum in record time… barely 10 minutes inside a woman and he was ready to burst.
"W-wait, I'm! I'm cumming!"
"Okay!" she cooed, riding him faster as his hands pulled away from her big, beautiful breasts to grab her waist, trying to throw her off.
"Wait, no! I can't do it inside you!" he said, restraining himself from blowing his load and trying to throw her off. He could do one of the other, but he failed at both.
"Sweetie." She whispered kindly, slamming her hips down on him, but rolling them slowly as she leaned over, caressing his face. "Just let it out. It'll be fine… in fact." She began bouncing again, leaping up to devour his cock again and again, feeling it throbbing, pulsating inside her, ready to explode. "It's going to feel so god damn GOOD."
"UUUGH!!" he moaned as she grabbed his legs, rolling them up until she stood over him, pounding down like a pile driver. Amazon matting pressing the 'poor' guy into the mattress as she tossed her hair, squeezed her breasts.
"Cum in me!" she whined, begging, PLEADING, "Cum in me sweetie! I want you to feel good! Feel so good Sweetie!" gazing down at him, "Oh Ooooho!!" shaking in pleasure as he screamed his climax, busting a massive load up into her body. "Ooooh!"
"Aaah…" she let him flop to the bed, slurping out of her pussy before dropping down onto him. Her breasts bulging on his chest as she kissed him. Playfully smiling as he feebly grabbed her body. "How'd that feel, Sweetie?" she asked, whispering sensually into his ear as his cock wriggled against her thigh. "Hmmn?"
"It felt so good." He admitted, his cock already rising as her hand brushed against it, her lips pressing his cheek and ear. "…Are you sure that… cumming inside is safe?"
"Sweetie." She pushed herself up, resting her head on her hand and smiling at him. "You don't have to worry about where you want to put your cum. The only thing you have to worry about right now is how hard you want to fuck me." She said lovingly as his cock twitched erectly. "Because for tonight, sweetie? You can do whatever you want with me…" She sucked on his cheek, nuzzling affectionately. "Cum inside. Outside. On me. Over me. Down my throat. Use me, Sweetie. Tonight I am just for you."
Her pussy was as wet as he was HARD. And he was FUCKING hard. He rolled over, shoving his tongue into her mouth as she embraced him, writhing together as his cock tried to find her pussy and had far more success once he was on top of her. "Mmn!" he rolled her over onto her back, gliding his cock into her body, and sinking balls deep into her soft embrace as she moaned into his lips. "MMN…"
"AAah!" he drooled into her mouth, rubbing her raised legs with his hands before sliding in and out of her snug pussy, her silky lips clinging to his meat as he pumped it in and out, rubbing all over her body, sliding it down to her clit and amateurishly rubbing it.
"MMGH! Mmgh!" he bounded in and out of her, bouncing on her body as she squealed delightedly at getting FUCKED. A lustful animal replaced him, briefly, only concerned with pumping more of his seed into her pussy. "Mmgh!!" sucking on his lips as her body rocked suddenly, swinging her head away, shrieking a climax as he made her cum. "OOOH! GOD!! UGH!!" shaking under him as he kept pumping away almost mechanically, grabbing onto the sheets around her, pulling himself into her folds.
"Cumming! I can't stop! I can't!!" he declared, as she screamed happily.
"Please don't! Don't stop, Sweetie! Don't stop! Just fucking use meeee!! UUGH!!"
"ARRGGH!!" howling as he slammed balls deep into her pussy, shooting another hot load into her as he kissed her. "Mmgn!"
"Mmgh!" Her legs wrapped around him, along with her arms, squeezing him tightly to her body as she laughed breathlessly into his kiss. "GOD, I love it when a virgin FUCKS me as hard as he wants…" gazing into his eyes seductively, feeling his cock throbbing eagerly inside her even as it pumped in another load. "Want more, Sweetie?" she whispered, licking and kissing his face as he breathed heavily, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her up onto his lap. "Ooh!" Sitting face to face, she squeezed his waist tighter with her legs, slurping on his lips as she kissed him again. "Mmmn…"
"I want… I want more." He moaned into her mouth as she giggled.
"Take as much as you want, Sweetie." She whispered and gasped as he bucked his hips. "Ugh… Mgh!" She was still making out with him as he grabbed her ass and bounced her on his lap. "Yes… as much as you want, however you want…" She gritted her teeth, his hands robbing, poking, prodding her body as she squeaked. "Ooh! OOOH! YES! I LOVE IT SWEETIE!" she gasped. Eyes rolling up into her head as it rolled back, "Oh! Ooooh. FUCK me more, Sweetie…" her head swinging forward, taking his head in hand, stroking his face. "Fuck me more. Fuck me deep." She whispered as his cock pulsated. "Fuck me like a BITCH…" his cock twitching inside her as he buried himself into her trembling body. Breathing heavily, she pulled away, rolling over. Getting on her hands and knees, she shook her ass at him.
"Come on, sweetie, don't stop now. I love how you feel inside me…" he grabbed at her bodice, lining up his cock again before thrusting into her. "Aggh!!" head rolling back, he bucked and rocked back and forth into her from behind, yanking her by her belt bodice, pulling her thrusting into her pussy. "Ugh! Ugh! YEAH!" gasping, her breasts bounced up and down beneath her. "Fuck me, Sweetie! MORE! MOOORE…" moaning encouragingly, leaning down and slamming her hips back on his thrusts as he grunted. "Oh, you feel so good, Sweetie! It feels so GOOD!"
His hips sprang off her ass as he gripped tightly to her bodice. "Are you cumming?" he asked, a little nervously as she wriggled happily.
"You want me to cum, Sweetie?" she whispered.
"Yeah… I want you to feel good!" he grunted, doing just that by being himself, and fucking.
"Then make me feel good, Sweetie. Make me cum!" she growled, shaking as his hands slid under her. "Rub me, squeeze me, spank me, it all feels good! Ooooho!!" she howled as he rubbed her. "It feels so GOOD!! MAKE ME CUM!"
She spasmed, shaking in orgasm under his constantly pumping hips as he rubbed at her clit, "Oh Sweetie! OH SWEEETIE!!" gasping as he pulled her up. "Ooh…" she sat on his lap as he used gravity to bounce her, thrusting up into her body and riding her hard from behind as she moaned… turning her head as he kissed her. "Mmgh! Sweetie… FUCK me until you're satisfied." She moaned sensually, "This body was born to help you feel good…" his cock throbbed inside her; his hands cupped her breasts from behind, slamming in harder, faster, pulling her into a slurpy kiss. "Fuck me…" she moaned into his mouth, "Fuck me. Fuck me as much as you want. I will never ask you to stop! Aaah! AAAAH!" Tongue lolling, he threw himself at her. "Yes! Yes! YESS!!" pinning her down into the mattress, "FUCK ME JUST LIKE THIS!! AAAGH! AAGGH! UUUUUGH!!!" she felt his cum gushing deep into her pussy as he lay on top of her, roaring as they came together. "OH GOD!!" she howled happily, "I fucking LOVE younger men…" she said breathlessly as he collapsed onto her back, kissing it, her shoulders, her neck… pumping his cum in her guts all the while.
"Haah… haah…" he rolled her over, his cock limply pressed between his body and her leg as he lay on her, sucking her tits. Kissing her nipples, licking her neck and shoulders before hungrily making out with her again as she giggled into them, his face on her chest now as he sighed, eyes closing as she rested a hand on his head, caressing him gently.
"Sleep well, Sweetie…" she cooed nurturingly as he moaned into her chest. Rubbing, massaging, and sucking on pure instinct as they were soon both asleep.
Time: 8:23 AM. Place: Gotham Lower East (Sweetie Apartment)
He suddenly jolted awake, gasping as if submerged for hours underwater… considering how SOAKED his sheets were, that was probably valid.
"Morning, Sweetie." He blinked around and blushed, covering himself instinctively as Wonder Woman, dressed, clean, and not looking like she spent all night fucking, smiled at him from his bathroom, combing her hair with her fingers.
"I-…what?" She just chuckled, winking at him.
"I had a lot of fun last night too." She whispered as he blushed, "Thanks for letting me stay the night." She said as he stared at her, utterly bewildered and feeling like he was in a dreamlike daze.
"I… don't…" he paused. "…I don't even know your name," he said as she smiled at him.
"Grace. Sweetie. My name is Grace." He blushed as she kindly ruffled his hair. "Thanks for the fun night." She repeated, kissing him gently on the lips, before standing back up.
"…Can I see you again?" he asked as she hesitated, but smiled.
"…I work at Superbabes." She whispered sensually as he swallowed a lump in his throat. "So you can see me whenever you want. For the right price." She winked. "See you around, Sweetie." She said, waving playfully as her shapely backside wiggled away.
"That's not my name," he said. "It's."
"Sweetie." She said, opening his door with a wink. "…They're all my Sweeties." His name died in his throat; he had to swallow again as Grace walked out of his apartment.
"…What a woman." He declared before flopping back onto his bed, like just TALKING to Grace was as exhausting as fucking her for hours on end… "…Where's my textbook?"
…
Grace whistled to herself as her jacket buzzed; she blinked and reached in. Checking the caller and pulling it to her ear. "Hello, Orders."
"I need you to work tonight. Izzy has a hangover, and I don't feel like arguing with her no matter how funny it would be."
"Right. No problem." Grace replied, "Happy to fill in-"
"Stop."
"What?" she said, hesitating in the alleyway.
"Turn 90 degrees left. Bend over."
"Okay, but why-Oh." She spotted her recent 'Sweetie's' textbook. "…Must have dropped that last night when-"
"You seduced a virgin. Yes. Hold onto it… You can give it back to him tonight." Grace just smiled, picked up the book… and strutted to her bike without looking back.
End