We Only Come Out At Night

Chapter 5

Vinny's POV
Me: See you then. (Kissy face)
I put my phone in the cup holder and drove back to my house. I am not saying I'm getting any tonight, but in case I do, it might as well be a clean room for her to see that I am not a total slob. I straightened up the room, picking up dirty clothes, vacuuming, even wiping down the bathroom. This had to be perfect if it was going to happen. By the time all this was done, it was around 4:30 pm and my phone rang. I ran towards it to see my caller ID.
Baby Girl
Okay, I may be old fashioned, buy I like it. I answered the phone and Gisella's sweet voice came on the line.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hi, Vinny. I'm off work. Thought I'd let you know."
"Oh, yeah! I will pick you up soon. Whats the address?" I responded, trying to not as excited as I was.
She gave me the address and we said our goodbyes.
I have an hour to get ready and go pick her up. Crap. Let's see if I can do this.
After a good twenty minutes of picking out what I wanted to wear, I decided on just a black button down shirt with a red tie. I feel like I am in 2004 with Gerard Way and Billie Joe Armstrong.
I drove to Gisella's dorm and parked outside. I was so nervous that when I was fixing my hair I noticed my hands were shaking. This is insane. This girl is doing stuff to me. I got out the car and went to knock on her door. What I was met with was nothing I had encountered before. Here was a girl, drunk off her ass, leaning against the door frame with messy clothes. This was not Gisella. This blonde looked like she was on the verge of vomiting on herself.
"Welcome to Nashville's whore house. You got the dough, we got the hoe hahahahaha you're cuteandithink we should have the sex." The girl said, dragging herself back to the couch and opening her legs. I looked away and heard a sweet voice.
"Christa, can you not serve yourself to our guests every time you get drunk? That'd be great." Gisella almost shouted.
She came out of what I think was the bathroom with her hair curled and her beautiful brown eyes framed with blue eye-shadow. She wore a blue and black dress that flowed around her knees. She was beautiful. Her black heels clicked on the hardwood floors as she made her way over to Christa who still had her legs open. Gisella closed Christa's legs and put a blanket on her and turned towards me.
"Sorry about her. She gets a little crazy when alcohol hits her. Anyway, should we go?" She said simply and headed towards the door. My mind was still trying to wrap itself around Gisella's outfit.
After I few seconds, I nodded and walked to the car to open it for Gisella. She looked at me with her tongue out. Her black lipstick made the contrast between her lips and tongue even deeper. Something about that lipstick made me feel animalistic. Like I just needed her right then and there. I gently pushed her up against the car and placed my hands on her hips. Then I kissed her with a burning passion. Like I was going to never see her again. She ran her hands through my hair and that made goosebumps fly on my skin. My lips were more urgent, but Gisella handled it well and reacted just as urgent. My tongue licked her bottom lip and her mouth allowed me in. Our tongues fought for dominance but Gisella's won. That made me crazy. I moved my hands to the outside her thighs and squeezed. She opened her legs enough so I could step in between them. Being this close to her center made my dick get harder and harder. It was becoming harder and harder to not get her in the back of car and have my way with her.
I stopped kissing her lips and moved to her neck, biting it and sucking to make the hickies come to life. She let out a moan that made me so hot and bothered, I could not take it anymore.
"That's it. We are going to my house. Get in the car." I said through my teeth. I stepped back and opened the door. Before she got in the car, Gisella winked at me.
On the way to my house, Gisella started playing with my hair with her fake nails. I put my hand on her thigh and squeezed it.
"A few more minutes, Baby Girl. Then, you're mine." I practically growled. Gisella traced little designs on my hand and slowly moved it upward, "What are you doing, Gisella?"
"I'm just gonna have a little fun. That's all." She answered sweetly, " Gosh, my hand is cold. Do you mind holding it?"
"Not at all." She took hold of my hand and put it in her lap.
"My hand is still cold. Do you know what the best handwarmer is?" She asked in a sultry voice, "The thighs."
Gisella stuck her hand and mine in between her thighs. The hot sensation was turning me on even more. I pulled my hand from hers and moved it towards her center. It was wet and ready for me. I moved my pinky against the fabric of her panties and she let out a moan. I used two fingers to massage the lips of her vagina and her thighs tightened and another moan. Finally, I pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex. I got out the car and ran to the other side where Gisella was already standing up. I grabbed her hand and led her to the door. My fingers would not work right so it took longer than what it should have. Gisella leaned against the wall by my door and gave me the most recognizable 'fuck me' look I've ever seen in my life.
Once I got the door open, I pulled her inside, shut the door and pushed her against it. Her touch was electric and I needed more of it. Gisella undid my tie and tossed it somewhere. After, I lifted her skirt and slid my hands up and down her thighs, cupping her ass every time I was around it. She arched her back and her breasts pushed against my chest.
I pulled away and started walking towards the bedroom with Gisella behind me.