I had been making eye contact all night with the ridiculously gorgeous bartender at my Christmas party so I was pleased to see her lingering behind after the last guest left. I was captivated by this amazing-looking creature. Lustrous dark hair framed her perfect face and caressed her shoulders. Her skin was radiant with a glowing tan and her lips were full and moist with sparkling teeth peeking through her provocative smile. But her eyes were her most striking feature – the most dazzling shade of violet I had ever seen.
She wore high heeled sandals and a short dress of gossamer silver lamé – spaghetti straps, low-scooped neckline and backless – leaving no doubt she was without bra or panties. She was innately arousing and bewitching.
This was my first Christmas party since my divorce. My ex got our Manhattan apartment and I got our Miami condo. Truthfully, I much prefer Christmas in NY; Miami’s just too damn hot.
I made sure everything was perfect – the food, the booze, the waitstaff and, of course, the bartender. She worked independently and was highly recommended by a friend of a friend. I could see why. I knew nothing but her first name – Alexandra.
So now here it was around 2:00 AM; Alexandra and I were alone, the guests and hired help long gone. Sipping my drink, I looked out the open window at the twinkling Christmas lights on the street below while Alexandra finished up at the bar.
“Join me for a nightcap?” I asked.
She smiled, poured herself a Smirnoff peppermint vodka and joined me at the window. We stood in silence watching the lights in the distance, the seductive Miami air washing over us. Her hair smelled of gardenias and I impulsively reached out to caress her silkly tresses. She leaned into me and I buried my face in her hair, inhaling the intoxicating aroma.
She turned to me and I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumb slowly across her parted lips. I kissed her deeply, delighting in the sweet taste of peppermint. We silently stared into each other’s eyes as she took a step backwards. Slowly she slid her fingers under the straps of her dress. I watched mesmerized as the shimmering fabric slid to the floor and gathered round her feet like a wounded butterfly.
She stood motionless, the amber light from the bar casting tantalizing shadows across her body. She was exquisite. Stepping over her discarded dress, Alexandra slowly walked toward me, her hands caressing her spotless breasts. I watched as she touched herself, her eyes dancing with desire. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the sofa. My tongue delighted in the taste of her body, every tantalizing inch. She was delicious, like nothing I’d ever experienced.
After a while I reluctantly got up from the sofa and went to the bar for drinks. Suddenly I felt a searing pain in my head and collapsed, catching a fleeting glimpse of silver lamé before passing out. When I finally came to, I had a blinding headache; there was a broken vodka bottle on the floor, my wallet and Rolex were gone and my wall safe was empty.
That sexy little bitch had pulled off the perfect heist. I winced at the pain in my head as I glanced at the sofa thinking it was damn close to being worth it.
Merry Fucking Christmas to me!
NAR © 2018
The Elephant's Trunk 
Call me twisted, but I was waiting for the reveal to be that the gorgeous “she” was actually a “he”. LOL. But I liked where you went with this too.
I can still do the twist, but no longer the “up and down” part, and never for as long as I used to. Ahh, the old glory days…
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Ooh, no! This is not The Crying Game! Reminds me of a joke involving a taxi driver and a nun on Halloween; best not go there! Yeah, I’m with you! I can still do the twist; pretty good exercise, actually. But if I go down I might not get up! 🕺🏻
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Oh no! This was a twist. I was settling into your sexy story that has surely played out a time or two in real life. Tempting candy and violet eyes!
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Glad to see you were digging it; I certainly was! Nothing like a little twist to spice things up and get the imagination going! Thanks for your great comments. 💕
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Yes, a fun read with a surprise ending. You are welcome! 😊
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It was all going so well – it certainly ended well, for one of them!
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Indeed! Was smooth sailing until the tsunami hit!
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Oh, no no…I’m not falling for it again, Nancy! 😁
I will be back when the clock is deep pm…
Well…dammit…can’t say a lie…you did it again!
I find myself again forgetting I am reading a story but rather experiencing it, with a full sensory overload!
And a big bravo for the writing of erotic scenes…they are not easy to create in such a fashion.
Nancy, cara mia…👏🍸💐
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Well, I’m glad I was able to float your boat, Nick!! 😂
I must have been a man in a previous life; I seem to have a flair for writing from the male perspective. Very glad you enjoyed it! 💫
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Nothing comes easy, there’s always a catch. My excitement was mounting for the first three quarters of this story only to come crashing down.
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Yeah, don’t you hate when that happens? That’s women for ya! 🤣
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Ouch! Great story Nancy!
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Thanks, Vinny! Next time he’ll be watching his ass and his head cos you know there’s always a next time! 🤣
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I had a feeling it was too good to be true, but I didn’t expect the crack on the head!
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They never do, D! They never do! 😂
Thanks so much for your beautiful card and preserved leaves! Loved your sealing wax; very nice touch! 💕 🎄
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My girlfriend gave me a set of wax and seals and I have been having a great deal of fun with it! Makes the special note just a little more special!
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Loved this perfectly themed tale and the bold opening image! ❤
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Thanks, Jaya. Those peppermint twists really pack a wallop! 💕
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Whew, that was hot…at least up until he was knocked cold.
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Yeah, that always puts a damper on things! Thanks, Fan!
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I wonder … I have no Rolex, nor a wall safe, and my wallet is always empty … would have I got as far as the sofa …??
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Hahaha!!! Classic comment, Ivor! You’re a gem! 🌟
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You’re welcome Nancy …
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