Portia POV
I groan exasperated at how bored I am. It’s a Saturday night and I’m spending it alone and at home. My best friend dumped me to go out with her boyfriend. She asked me if I wanted to come but being the third wheel is certainly not in my plans.
I grab the tv remote and flip through the channels, maybe I'm lucky and find a nice, entertaining movie to watch. I settle into what seems to be a thriller, perfect movie, I love thrillers. I'm not so fond of watching them alone and I feel actually creeped out by his certain movie so I turn it off.
My apartment is in complete silence as I stare at the black screen a few feet in front of me. I take my phone to check the time, 8:37, I have a very lonely night ahead of me. I sigh.
Five minutes have passed and I feel I'll die of boredom if I don't find something to do soon. I take my phone from the coffee table and open up the message app.
Please help me. I'm going to die. I'm so bored. I write to Anne, my best friend that will probably ignore me. I toss the device on the sofa next to me and turn the tv back on.
I asked if you wanted to come, didn't I? Now suck it up. I roll my eyes. I should probably go out to a bar or something, maybe I find a special someone. I immediately shake that thought out of my head.
So much for being best friends huh?
You're such a child. Go to that bar close to your apartment and who knows, maybe you find a girl to take home. ;) Involuntarily I blush. I turn off the tv again and make my way to my room. I decided I will go have fun alone.
Thirty minutes later I'm all ready to find myself a nice, cute, sexy girl. I shake my head at my own silly thoughts and grab my keys and purse before walking out to the chilly night.
I park my car looking out the window at the one story building in front of me. It seems it's a little empty from the lack of cars in the parking lot so I decide to go on a search of a better place to pass my time.
I found the perfect place on the outskirts of town. It looks like it just opened unlike the earlier one it's been there for a few years now. I park my car next to a nice motorcycle, careful not to hit it. Who knows what kind of guy owns that beautiful motorcycle, I don't want any trouble on my first time here.
I take a quick look at my makeup and hair on the small mirror before getting out of the car straightening my black dress. I lock up my car and throw my keys inside my purse. I take a deep breath and walk towards the dark wooden door.
I choke on the thick smoke as soon as I open the door. I wave my hand in front of my face to get rid of the smoke at least so I can breathe better.
A couple of people turn to look at me for a few seconds then they go back to whatever it was they were doing. I slowly walk up to the bar and take a seat on the only empty barstool. The bartender comes to me and I order the same I take in any bar I go to. A martini.
I take a look around the bar, it's small but it has a cozy feeling. There's paintings along the walls, two pool tables down the left side and the rest it's just small tables, a couple of them occupied by middle-aged men and women.
The guy sitting next to me seems to have had a little too much to drink. He calls on the bartender for another drink and he turns him down. I relax a little and continue to sip on my drink.
Some time later the entrance door swings open and a rowdy group of four or five people come in. I internally groan at them, so far it was quiet and peaceful. They push on each other as they head towards the pool tables.
All of them are wearing their signature leather jacket except one person and she makes her way to the bar. The stranger sits next to me on the empty barstool and orders double shots for her group.
I look at her from the corner of my eye and can't help but be in awe. She has short blonde hair and perfect jawline, the tight black shirt outlines her toned body. Her tongue sneaks out to lick her velvety lips and fiddles with the coaster as she waits for the bartender to hand her the tray full of tequila shots.
Her muscles flex as she takes the tray in one hand and grabs her jacket with the other. I sneakily watch as she walks away, her butt catching my attention.
The group clink their shot glasses and drink the clear liquid in a swift motion. I take a sip of my own and watch their playful interaction. They set up the pool table and the hot looking blonde is playing against a bulky looking guy. Both put a fifty dollar bill on a corner of the table before he breaks up the balls.
In the end the girl wins getting congratulatory pats on her back. Again they all take their shots and drink the clear liquid before starting another game, the winner against a new opponent.
The blonde wins again with a smug look on her face. I hope she comes back for another order of shots, I would love to talk to her. The small group scatters to the tables in pairs of two, the blonde is left without a partner and makes her way back to the bar.
I sit quietly as she orders her drink. I look her up and down from the corner of my eye, her jacket placed neatly over her lap. I run my finger over the rim of my glass, secretly trying to get her attention.
“You're eyes are burning through me.” She whispers and I blush from being caught. “No need to blush.” I could hear her smile in her words, slightly amused.
“I- It's not my fault you're easy on the eyes.” She chuckles. “Portia.” I stick my hand out to her and she takes it, the touch sends an electric shock down my whole body.
“Ellen.” She gives me a smile that takes my breath away. “You are also easy on the eyes.” She winks and I feel my heartbeat increase and my face growing hot with each second she looks at me.
“Congratulations.” I raise my glass and she furrows her eyebrows. “Pool champion.” A grin appears upon her beautiful face.
“Thank you, Portia.” The way she says my name has my head spinning. I stare at her very blue eyes, I can't seem to look away. “What is it?” She teases me.
“Your eyes… they are so blue.”
“I take it you like them.” She banters making me blush again.
“A lot…” I take my glass and take a sip to calm down.
“I like your eyes a lot too.” The bartender brings her drink and she takes a sip as well. “Do you know how to play pool?” She turns to face me placing her glass down.
“I don't even know which ball you hit first.” Her laugh brightens the place even if it's a little dark in here.
“At least you know about balls.” I erupt in laughter, I take a hold on her forearm and throw my head back. “What's so funny?” She says through her soft laughter, I have such a dirty mind.
“Forget about it.” I brush it off giving her a wink. “I like your laugh… a lot…” I trail off.
“You seem to like all of me.” I blush bright red and gulp the rest of my drink. “I like all of you too.” I swallow hard as she continues to stare at me. “Another for this pretty woman.” She says to the bartender, he nods and walks away.
“Is that what you tell every girl you see?” I say before I realize what I have said but she shakes her head laughing.
“I've actually never been this forward with a beautiful stranger before.” She leans towards me and takes my hand to kiss it softly. “You, Portia, have awaken something in me.” My breath hitches at the sound of my name.
“I- Ellen- you-” I seem to have lost the use of my vocabulary. “You make me very, very nervous.” I'm able to get out.
“I hope it's a good nervous.” She continues to lean closer to my neck and starts to whisper. “How would you like to go for a round with me?” My mouth goes dry and the opposite happens in another part of my body.
“I- what?” I croak out.
“Pool. Let's play a round.” She smirks as she pulls away, very aware of what she has done to me.
“But I don't know how-”
“Don't worry about it, come on.” Ellen grabs my hand pulling me to the pool table she previously played at. “Hold this.” She hands me some kind of stick.
“What is this stick for?” I twirl it between my fingers.
“It's a pool cue, you hit the ball with this.” She takes some triangular shape thing and places it on the center. “I'll rack them up for you.” I tilt my head as she starts placing different colored balls inside the rack leaving a white one outside.
“How am I supposed to hit them in there?” I grab my pool cue ready to hit the balls. “How do you hold this thing?” I hold it out for her to see.
“Patience pretty woman.” She winks taking the triangle shape off the table. “Come here.” I slowly walk to her with stick in hand and she places the white ball in front of the others.
“Are we not betting anything?” I lean against the table expectantly.
“Oh you wanna bet?” I nod with a smile on my face. “Well what do you want to bet?” Her own smile becomes a smirk.
“If I win I want a kiss from you.”
“And if I win, I want all of you.” Her smirk becomes a sly smile and I have to remind myself to breathe. I have no chance against her, not only will I get a kiss from her but all of her as well.
“Deal.” She chokes as I give her a wink. “You will lose.” I know I’m a lost cause but I manage to say it with enough confidence to make her chuckle.
She takes my hand in hers tugging at it for me to follow and I do standing between her and the pool table. “Either way I still get a kiss.” Ellen whispers close enough to my ear to make me shiver.
“How- will you-” She stays still close to my ear, I could feel her hot breath turning me on even more. “-show me how play?” She lets out a throaty laugh.
Ellen places both of her hands on my hips pushing me against the table, her front flush against my back, she bends forward prompting me to do the same. “You hold the pool cue like this.” She starts placing it correctly between my fingers, her arms around my torso. “I’ll help you break them up.”
“Ellen…” I could feel the heat emanating from her crotch on my ass, it’s so difficult to concentrate on the game when all I feel is her hips moving against my backside.
She shows me how to place my left hand on the table so I’m able to hit the cue ball. Her right hand moves from my hip to my shoulder down to my hand guiding it back on the pool cue.
“With this hand…” My fingers wrap around the wood and hers follow wrapping around my own. “This is the one that gets the job done.” Her lips are now on my ear, I shudder as the warm air hits it.
She places her left over mine securing the tip of the pool cue in my fingers, she lets out a hot breath and pulls it back and forth with her right hand between my fingers. I lost the little concentration I had once her breath hits my ear and plop down on the table. She chuckles and I can’t help the low moan that escapes my lips at her crotch being flush against my ass.
Absentmindedly I start to circle my hips on her, her hands go to my waist stopping my movements. She leans over me trapping me between her and the table. “What-” I start.
“You're not making it easy to teach you.” She cuts me off. “Shall we try again?” She purrs close to my ear. I nod and she gets off me. “Now, Portia, stop distracting me.” I huff, I'm not doing anything.
“You make it hard not to.” I say contradicting myself. Ellen places the the pool cue between my fingers again and pulls it back and forth with her right hand over my own. “You're very attractive.” I mumble as the pool cue hits the ball before it.
“That was a good break.” I smile triumphantly and sit up. “You're also very attractive.” She entices and goes to take her own pool cue leaving me in some kind of trance.
I walk towards her as she takes her position to hit the ball she's aiming for in the right spot. I place my hand on her lower back in an attempt to distract her. I'm pleased when she misses her shot.
“I guess it's my turn.” I give her my smug face and get in position. I aim for the red ball and it goes into the pocket. I'm surprised it went in but she doesn't have to know that. I aim for the green one and it also goes inside.
“Are you sure you've never played before?” She asks after I've pocketed most of mine.
“Am I kicking your ass?” I banter. She nods and I have to hold myself from laughing. “Looks like I'm getting as kiss after all.” I state as I aim for the last colored ball but miss.
“Don't be so sure pretty woman.” She smirks taking her position. Before I know it all the striped balls have disappeared and only the eight ball is left. “You were saying?” It's her turn for the smug look. I'm in awe and speechless.
“How- what?” I ask incredulous. All she does is laugh. If she pockets the eight ball she wins.
“I guess I...win.” The ball goes straight to the bottom left pocket. “I guess you're mine now…” Her hands latch on my waist pulling me flush against her.
“But…” I start to get nervous again. “Ellen…” I breath out on her lips that are so close to mine.
“Portia…” She whispers as her soft lips finally close around mine. I'm lost in the kiss as it gets more feverish. Her warm tongue traces my bottom lip, I don't hesitate and open to her. Our tongues caress one another in a dance they seem to have known all along.
Her hand sneaks down my thigh and stops right above my knee. She fiddles with the hem of my dress pushing it achingly slow up my thighs. I'm craving for her to touch me everywhere, I want to touch her everywhere as well.
My left hand goes to the back of her neck keeping her in place as the other slips under her black shirt to caress her navel. Her hand creeps up further lightly touching with the tips of her fingers. I whimper at the loss of her touch when her hand snakes over my stomach and chest to cup my face.
“How about we take this somewhere else?” She says breathless over my lips, I nod as I go for another kiss. “Have. You. Ever. Gotten. On a. Motorcycle?” Ellen utters between kisses.
“Motorcycle?” That certainly caught me off guard.
“Yeah or we could…” She pulls away giving me a sly smile. “You know, give them a show…” I choke and glare at her, she must be kidding. “Or as I said, wanna go somewhere more... private?” She kisses me again and I'm putty in her hand.
“Where?”
“Trust me?” I nod and I'm being pulled towards the exit.
“Wait, the bill.” I try to pull back but she's too strong for me to even try anything. “Ellen-” She slips a fifty dollar bill to the bartender and we're out to the chilly night, a shiver sneaks up on me.
“Here.” She places her jacket on my shoulders. “You'll need it.”
“You'll be cold now.” I try to take it off to give back to her but she doesn't let me.
“I'm hot actually.” She gives me a wink and a smirk. “Come on.” I follow her to an all black motorcycle with a helmet on the seat. “Put this on.” I just stare at it and she moves to put it on for me, she grabs one from a nearby motorcycle placing it on her head.
“Did you just steal a helmet?” She laughs shaking her head.
“No, it's my brother's.” She gets on her motorcycle waiting for me to get on behind her. It's not going to be easy when I'm wearing a dress.
My first two attempts were not successful, all Ellen did was laugh. If I don't hitch my dress I'm never getting on that motorcycle. I stand if front of her, I make sure I have her full attention and slowly lift my dress over my thighs, exposing myself to her. A gasp leaves her lips and I know I have had full effect on her.
“Is this ok?” I tease her and she nods as I wrap my hands around her stomach. “Hope you liked what you saw.” I say into her neck and kiss it softly.
She starts the engine and the vibration takes me by surprise. My whole body starts to shake from head to toe. The feeling is exhilarating as she revs the engine and the motorcycle vibrates even more.
A certain part of my body is certainly welcoming that feeling. I tighten my arms around her and sneak my hand under her shirt over the band of her jeans. My thumb draws small circles around her belly button, I could feel her muscles quiver under my touch.
I press my body flush against her back, I work on the button of her jeans and slip it through the small hole. Her body tensed up as my hand slides over her underwear to cup her sex.
“Portia, you're- I will kill us both.” Her breath hitches as I press my fingers down on her.
“Then slow down…” I softly bite her shoulder. Suddenly her left pocket starts to vibrate. “Your phone it's-” She pulls over to the side of the road and takes out her phone from her pocket to answer it.
“What do you want?” She blurts out, a mischievous idea comes to me and I start to rub her over her underwear. She leans her body back on me as I work on her.
I hear a muffled male voice through the speaker. “You took my helmet didn't you?” He didn't sound angry or upset, more like amused.
“Of course, didn't you see me leave with a pretty woman?” She takes a sharp breath as my other hand sneaks up to her breast under her bra.
Her brother, who I'm guessing it is, laughs for a second or two. “Damn, you got more game than I do.” She chuckles.
“I sure do big brother.” My thumb flicks over her nipple until it hardens, her groan gives her away.
“I think I'll let you go, you sound busy.” He teases but I'm sure Ellen could careless about his comment.
“I will be all night.” I could see the sly smile forming on her lips from the side of her face as she stuffs her phone back into her pocket. I definitely was looking forward to this night which was full of lust and desire the moment I laid eyes on her.
