Ashler :

I parked my shiny black BMW in the parking lot and entered the pub. The first thing that got me was the loud music. Pubs here were so noisy, unlike the pubs or bars in my home town. Two months in New York and I still couldn't get used to the fast and flashy life here.

I went at the bar and ordered a vodka shot for me. I looked around and saw men and ladies dancing their asses off. Maybe I should go and dance, ugh... I don't know.

"Why the fuck did you come alone? ", I murmured to myself with frustration. I was so confused right now.

"One beer please", I ordered not knowing what else to do.

"And one for me as well", a sweet voice spoke beside me.

I looked at my right and I couldn't stop staring at a beautiful faced, blondie. She was wearing a short red sequin dress that hugged her body perfectly. She was definitely showing off more skin than required. But hey, who's complaining.

"Hey, my eyes are up here Ashler".

"Sorry, my la--". "Wait, what? How do you know my name?", I looked at her in astonishment. I looked at her face minutely, trying to figure out if I have seen her anywhere or if I know her somehow.

"Hahaha, poor Ashler doesn't remember me", she laughed, waving her hair aside.

Just then a man double her age hugged her from behind and started kissing her neck.

"Let's make this night hot! Come at my place again, baby", he said to her while squeezing her boob.

She turned her chair and looked at him with lusty eyes. She pulled him down, tugging to his tie and kissed his lips briefly, making him want him. When he dipped down to kiss again she turned away. "Not tonight Johnson. I just met an old friend here. I wanna be with him for a while or maybe for the night", she said winking at me.

Oh wait, she's not any usual girl. I looked at her again and realised that the deep red lipstick, heavy make up, skimpy dress, strong perfume and body, applied with some glittery cream, wasn't something a normal girl would do. It's way to slutty.
And it struck me late, she's a whore, man.And a whore knows you? She called me her old friend? Dafaq! I have never slept with any whore. I have a classy taste when it comes to women; sexy but sophisticatedly dressed, well learned and mannered and of course wild in bed. She ticked non of my parameters, except for the last one, I guess.

"I need you so bad. I'll pay you double but this is so important", he said keeping a hand on her inner thigh.

She opened her legs, inviting him to finger her if that's what he wished for and said, "Do all that you want. I'll hang out with him tonight. I assure you I'll be at your doorstep tomorrow at which ever you wish".

He stuck his hand more deeper inside her non-existence hem of the dress. She arched back on the bar platform with pleasure, giving everyone a show. I wondered how no one even cared to look at this scene.

"My loyal slut! I want you in my bed at 10 in the morning. I wanna start off my day banging you hard", he grunted and pulled out his fingers too early for my likely. Frankly, it was fun watching her get hot while skipping my beer.

"Seems like you quite loved the show", she said to me, gaining her posture.

"Tell me how you know me? Who are you?", I said with an angry tone. I cannot take it anymore and act cool. I need to have my answers right now. I can't keep her playing with my mind.

"You still haven't changed. My old impatient boy. I'm Leonie", she said touching my hand sensually and drawing circles on my wrist.

"I don't know anyone named Leonie", I said looking at her fingers playing with my wrist.

"That's cause I changed my name", she said with duh-look. She chugged down her beer like it's her usual thing.

"What's your real name then? You said I'm your old friend, from where do you know me?", I said making my hand away from hers.

"So many questions? You're still so boring, Ashler! How about I give you 7 clues and then you figure out my identity and our connection?", she said rolling her chair close to mine and playing with my hair. Dammit, she knew what I liked!

"Okay, gemme the clues right now and let's end it", I said trying my best not to show how I was affected by her touch.

"You like it baby, don't you. I know all your turn on points", she said whispering in my ears. She unbuttoned my shirt's first button and touched the crook of my neck at left, while kissing my neck on the right side. And... I was loving it. I couldn't dare to stop her. Which guy would want to stop a woman, if she willingly wants to do something sensual to him and he is so into it.

"I wanna play a game with you, a dirty game. You'll meet me seven days in a row to get your seven clues each day", and she sucked the flesh at my collarbone, making me groan. Her hands worked up my inner thighs giving me goosebumps.

I gulped hard. "Miss, d--"

"Leonie, Miss Leonie. Oh wait, call me Leo please", she said now holding my dick over the pant. My dick was getting erected in her hands. Fuck, I controlled myself so much till now.

She licked her lips, "Just like my zodiac sign". She clashed her lips on mine and kissed me hungrily as if she feared I'll shove her away. Her tongue entered my mouth and played with mine. Her hands lightly squeezed my dick, making me moan and give her a wider access to my mouth. And then all of the sudden she stopped.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? I'm not playing any stupid games and stop teasing me, to leave me hanging this way", I yelled at her.

Meanwhile she took out a card from her clutch and scribbled something. She came closer to me, "The game is on, Mr. Simpson".

She held the card in her teeth and bought her face near to mine. Her eyes commanded me to take the card. I was about to hold the card with my teeth when she moved away her face to the right. Enough playing!!! I clenched my fist with anger and held her face, making her face me and took her card from her mouth.

"I like the angry, dominant you. I likeee it, Ashler", she said giving me a lusty pout.

"Well, you don't know what a beast I can be".

"I guess, I'll check it out soon. Personally...",she said emphasising on the last part. She took her clutch and before throwing me the last look said with a smirk, "You already have your first clue".

"What was it? You didn't even say anything, which seemed like a clue", she shouted at her as she disappeared in the crowd.

"Fuck it, I don't care. I'm not playing this game anymore. I don't have time to waste on you. Whoever you are, it doesn't matter to me", I said to no one.