Page 7 of Lorna's Savior
At seven that night, Lorna sat back and stretched. Happy with the work she’d done, she called it a night, then as she left the building, her stomach growled. Making a quick decision, she backtracked and walked in the opposite direction of her car. There was a hotel three blocks away that served a killer burger, and she decided to treat herself to a real meal, instead of what her mother thought she should eat. Thinking of her mother, Lorna shook her head. It wasn’t like she was as fat as her mother implied, or even her previous boyfriends. She was curvy, and loved her figure. With her head held high, she strode into the hotel restaurant, then ordered the burger and fries, and enjoyed every morsel of it.
After leaving there, she strolled leisurely down the street. When she heard music, she decided to investigate. Lorna grinned when she saw the sign to the nightclub she’d heard several women at the office talk about. Looking down at her work attire of a button-up shirt, pencil skirt, and heels, she shrugged and unbuttoned the top two buttons, then strode to the door. After paying the cover, she entered, and took a step back at the noise that greeted her.
Laughing, she made her way to the bar, and it didn’t take long to order her drink. In minutes she stood back, and turned in a circle to take it all in. Just as she took a step back, she bumped into someone, who grabbed her hips to steady her.
“Easy,” came a deep, gravelly voice in her ear. Lorna’s insides woke from a long sleep, and she turned toward the voice, then sucked in her breath at the sight before her.
“Mmm,” she murmured as she licked her lips. “Monk balls, sorry about that.”
“What did you say?” The man demanded of her.
“Monk balls.” Lorna sighed, then never one to cower from anyone in her life, she stood tall, threw her shoulders back, and nodded once. “I’m trying to stop swearing, so whenever I think I’m going to swear, I say monk, or monk balls.” She frowned at the look on the man’s face.
“How would you use it if you wanted to say fuck?”
“In what capacity?” Lorna grinned. “I mean I could say, what the monk were you thinking. Or, how the monk did you do that, but then again, I could always say, monk, monk, monk, monk, gosh darn monkity monk. Or my personal favorite. Monk balls.”
The man before her wore such an expression of shock, she didn’t know how to react. Deciding she’d said too much, she reached up and put her hand on his face. “Thank you for being my savior. Preventing me from falling flat on my ass.” She clarified at his confused look. “Oops,” she gilled. “From falling flat on my monk. If you’d like more stimulating conversation, come find me later.” She turned on her heel and left to go to the other side of the dance floor. In under ten minutes she was out there gyrating with the rest of the crowd.
“What was that all about?” Andy’s friend asked. The two had known each other since Andy got out of the Marines and moved to Montana. Not being best friends, only acquaintances, when Paul had called and invited him to the new club, Andy had been bored and agreed to meet him here. Little did he know Paul had set him up on a blind date. Had he known, he never would have agreed to come out with him. One of his biggest pet peeves was not being in control of his own life. And being set up on a blind date was at the top of his list. If he wanted to date, he’d find his own woman. Not someone else’s idea of what he wanted.
“Nothing,” Andy waved the question away. “She stumbled and I caught her before she fell. That’s all.”
“Well, if she’d lose some weight, she wouldn’t have been unbalanced,” the woman Paul had set him up with said.
“What did you say?”
“I said, she needs to lose some weight. Or at least wear flats. People that size shouldn’t wear heels.”
“And what about your size? I personally feel that people your size should eat more.” Andy felt his temper rise. “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this. You might be a nice person, but then again, after that comment you just made about a perfect stranger, you’re probably not. So, with that being said, I’m out of here. Paul, I’ll talk to you later.” Andy turned on his heel and walked away from the man, leaving him with two women. He had no qualms about leaving him. He didn’t get upset often, but when he did, it was best to remove himself from the situation, before things got ugly.
Besides, he’d liked the feel of the woman’s hips in his hands, and the surprising conversation they’d had. After leaving his party, he made it to the other side of the vast room, to brood in the corner. Several minutes later, his sour mood improved when he saw the woman from earlier out on the dance floor.
Biding his time, until a slow song came on, Andy made his way out onto the floor, and walked up to the woman from behind. He put his hands on her hips, like he’d done earlier, and felt his cock become instantly hard. “Dance with me,” he whispered in her ear, and felt her entire body shiver. Feeling on top of the world, Andy twirled the woman around, and wrapped her in his arms. Neither said a word as they began dancing.
Once the song ended, Andy took the woman’s face in his hands, leaned down and kissed her. “Let’s get out of here.”
“Okay.”
Taking her hand in his, he began pulling her through the crowd, and was out on the street in no time. Without saying a word, they walked hand in hand back to the hotel where Lorna had dinner, and right up to a room.
Once inside, Lorna placed her hands over his lips. “No names. This is only for one night.”
“Agreed.” Andy nodded, then kissed her. As his mouth worked over her lips, his hands began unbuttoning her blouse. He smiled against her, when he felt her hands doing the same with him. It took what felt like hours, but was mere minutes before they were both naked.
Andy tossed her on the bed, only to quickly follow. With his hand on her stomach to hold her down, he kissed his way to her ear, then down to her shoulder, and across her collar bones.
“Your skin is so soft.”
“Thank you,” Lorna whispered, and tried to kiss him, but he kept moving away from her. When she felt her nipples being pinched, she gasped and arched her chest into his mouth. It didn’t take long for Andy to settle between her legs.
“Damn, you’re soaking wet.”
Not knowing what to say about that, Lorna remained silent. Then screamed,“MONK BALLS!”when she felt his tongue on her slit. He must have liked that, because he chuckled against her, and the vibration set her first orgasm of the night off. By the time she came down, she was spent. With a quick thought, she reared up and took his head in her hands.
“Can I be on top?”
“Why?”
