Slut /W Bad Boy

“Visiting who? What’s his name?” His voice sent vibrations directly to my nipples, along with a trail of hot needlepoint flashes. His tone was playful, and his voice was smooth and sexy. I never noticed that before because he never talked to me in a civilized manner before. Like I said girl power is super power.
We started talking and to my surprise he had a sense of humor. He avoided my eyes at first, but now he looked me up and down before resting his eyes on mine. “I like those fishnets and red pumps. I got to say you know how to put an outfit together. I been checking you out.”
“Wait, what? Thanks?” I was in semi-shock because I couldn’t believe he was giving me a compliment. “You a fashion critic or something honey?” I was right about him. He might even be a closet cross dresser, but right now that didn’t even matter. He was so hot. My fear of him had kept me from seeing how attractive he was. Then he shocked me further with the words that came out of his mouth.
“Yeah, I can’t stop thinking about the other day. Seeing you out there, it was like you belong among the pretty ladies. Those clothes belong on you because you do something for those clothes as much as they do something for you. Girl you a special, but do you know it? I don’t know what to call it, I just know I like it.” I could hardly believe that he was so different from the way he was before. And he was being so sweet to me. I just never thought a man like that would be this sweet to someone like me.
We had been talking for a couple of days and tonight I felt special and sensed that something was about to happen between us. He reached for my arm and mildly escorted me to the empty stairwell where lovers sometimes meet. He pulls me to him and kissed me hard on the mouth. His tongue burst into my mouth and his breathing was hard and deep. “You been teasing me, and I want to fuck you so bad in that pretty black dress girl, not to mention those sexy stockings and fuck me pumps.” “Oh Butch, I didn’t know you wanted me. You were so mean and—”