SEX PARTY (Erotic Short Story )

MADE FOR EACH OTHER

My name is Xavier, good to know you Alexandra, I am the host of the party and I can be also be your man tonight.

You said what? I thought that he may be lying to impress me but he looked too confident. 

I said that I am the host of..

I am sorry, I heard you. What I mean is, the owner? For real?

OMG and he wants to be my man too, how bold is this dude! I thought to myself.

Yes, why it is so hard to believe, Alexandra?

He kept calling me by my name and looking me straight in the eyes like if he knew me already. But I am sure I would remember someone like him. 

You are too young to be this rich, I said.

I am your age and smart enough to be this rich, trust me.

Alexandra, here we are, this is my room.

Actually, his room was not a room, it was a small house on the left side of the backyard, everything was quite luxurious here, the "room" was huge and everything had the initials XM on it. I wonder what does the letter M stands for. Maybe Sam knows, and maybe I should have read the invitation and shouldn't have just come clueless.

We entered the room as the door was opened (conveniently) Xavier put me down in the couch and got in his bedroom to look for the emergency kit, while he was there I took a look at the magnificent place, it was all wooden, very spacious, with high ceilings and everything in it had a brownish color, even the art. I could appreciate some fine art, paintings and a very expensive edition of Crime and punishment by F. Dostoyevsky. It was all luxury, it made me think for a second that maybe he was richer than me but that was just impossible. There was no one richer than me in town.

Alexandra, I have the emergency kit. Enter the bedroom, take your clothes off and wear what I left on the bed.

Are you giving me orders now, Xavier? I tried to look very serious while I was saying it, cause absolutely no one can or should give me orders.

Your dress is covered in blood, your knees are hurt and your boob came out of your dress and you haven't been able to put it back in because the dress is too tight. Do I need to say more?

I'll go change. I said

Shit! He is right! It was a bad moment to show attitude.

I got back on my feet and prepared to enter the bed room, I could still feel some pain on my knee so it took me a moment, when I was ready to walk the lights went off. I felt kind of disoriented when suddenly, I felt a pair of hands around my waist and a whisper saying: Let me take you to the bedroom, I'll take care of you for the rest of the night.

I don't know if he was talking about my knee or if that was a code for sex but certainly, I was in for any of those.

I didn't say a word but it was implied that I agreed so he took me in his arms again, and took me to be bedroom. He was so strong and masculine and made it seem so easy and thank God he knew the way by heart because I couldn't see anything more than the shinning of eyes.

I liked him very much and I couldn't hide it. He was masculine and had a beautiful pair of eyes and his look was so penetrating, he showed dominance in every movement. I had no doubt that It was going to be an interesting night.

We put me down next to the right edge of the bed and asked me to turn around so he could take my dress off.

Why do you keep giving me orders?

I am not doing such a thing, I tell you what is best for you.

I can take it off myself, Xavier.

No. you can't, the zipper is on the back Alexandra. So, turn around. I'll help you. His voice was now deeper and stronger. I did then feel the need to obey so I did.

Damn it, he's right again. Shit! I better watch my mouth and turn around, I thought to myself.

I turned around and he got close to me and unzipped and slipped the dress over my shoulders, as he was doing it I felt him getting closer and closer to me, I could sense the heat of his body and his smell, it was Invictus black by Pacco Rabanne, I could distinguish the woody notes in it, they were in perfect harmony with the scene, with him and with the night. Everything was in deed.

His hands were now on my waist and going up slowly when he leaned towards me and whispered to my ear: Your breast fit perfectly in my hands, it's like we were made for each other, I wanna know if other parts of my body fit as well...