A fortunate encounter

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The entire bar was full at this point, as the soccer game was going on in the numerous televisions inside. I wasn't able to get a seat inside, but I was lucky enough to find a empty seat at the patio. At the moment, I found myself in New York city; the big apple. I wasn't from around here, at it was barely my second day here. I was a California girl, you see. I found my life to be incredibly redundant and I just wanted to escape it. My parents weren't too happy about it, as I was merely a nineteen year old woman, but I was determined to find my own way.

I was eagerly watching the game. I was part German, so I was obviously rooting for the country that I've identified myself with for practically my entire life. I felt a bit uneasy, due to the fact that I was by myself at the bar, with no friends. The stares I would get were a bit unsettling, as most men would practically drool all over my chest, but nothing drastically worrisome happened. Thank god.

It was June 13th and it was the FIFA World Cup in South Africa. The match had barely begun, Germany vs Australia. I was surprised to see that so many people were worked up by this. In my suburban neighborhood, people barely even took note of FIFA. They loved baseball, a sport I wasn't fond of.

The waitress obviously took note that I hadn't really ordered anything but a glass of water. I wasn't in the mood to drink by myself, after all. But to my surprise, she didn't ask me if I was going to order anything or leave. Instead, she slid a glass of champagne to me.


"It's a gift from the nice man over there."
she said, quickly hurrying off to serve other customers.

I glanced at the drink then looked for whoever just gave me the drink. I wouldn't feel right without giving a simple 'thank you'.

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Damian had been in the bar since it had opened. Luckilly for him, he had a friend whom was one of the large burly bouncers at the door, so he had gotten in rather easily. His favorite spot was at the bar on the corner end, where he could keep an eye on the entire bar, while also having a good drink, or in this case, buying a glass of champagne for the rather stunning woman whom had been looking somewhat nervous.

For his part, Damian had seen her come in, his eyes had scoped out her body like every other man in the place had, but he had decided to go with the more tactful approach to her, rather then simply walking up and having a boring conversation with her, he had decided to buy her a drink. Besides, with the tension that had been building in her shoulders, he was sure she could use it.

He saw her looking around, and so he raised his glass, a highball clear crystal glass and tilted it in a silent toast towards her. He didn't stare lewdly at her like some other men in the place had... he instead was polite, and pretended that was the end to it by looking back at the main screen. " Go!" He shouted with everyone else as Germany made their move.

He had been raised in Russia, but when he had been but a boy they had moved to the place they were currently in, so he knew this neighbourhood very well. Damian for his part was an analyst for the small computer firm in the area, but this was his day off, one he had chosen to take. He didn't expect a thank you, he had been but a gentleman, most thought that chivalry was dead... and while his tastes in women delved a bit more deeply then most, his morals in the sense of wooing a woman were still very intact.

Besides, the move was hers... he did keep a slight eye on her out of the corner of his eye, wondering if she would come over!
 
Finally, my eyes managed to catch a glimpse of the man who got me the glass of the sparkling champagne. Now my vision wasn't the greatest, but I could tell that he was handsome. He must have been the guy, as he raised his glace to me before going back into the game. Not only that, but he seemed rather into it and not here just to get drunk.

I continued to watch the game and Germany was two goals ahead, while Australia had none. I watched in glee as I knew that they were bond to win. As I was watching, however, the guilt began to consume me. After all, I never got the chance to properly thank him. I was just like that, I was raised to be thankful to any gift.

That being said, I glanced at his direction wondering if he'd still be there. And thankfully he was. I sighed as I knew I was giving up a good seat and walked up to him.

"Hi!" I said, smiling. "Thanks for the drink." I didn't waste time to extend my hand. "I'm Linda, nice to meet you."
 
Damian could see the name Germany written clearly on her shirt, and it had made him smile when he had first seen her. After all she had a lovely body, most men were drooling, some of the more drunk were more then figuritivly. As he cheered on Germany, he looked up as she gave up her seat, he looking to her with a smile as she came over.

Turning slightly he took the offered hand and shook it slightly, his thumb tracing slightly over the back of her hand as he nodded to her. " It is a pleasure to meet you Linda. I am Damian. Might I offer you my seat?" He was perfectly willing to allow her to sit in his place, since she had already lost her seat.

Yet as he looked to her his pale blue eyes seemed to hold hers for a moment. " You are most welcome for the drink. I could see you needed it." He admitted, he smiling as he tilted his own drink glass slightly, the liquid sloshing slightly within it's confines. " There is enjoying a good game, and enjoying it with the right company." He mused with a smile.

He eyed her though and gave her hand a gentle squeeze before he released it. patting his lap though he grinned. " Come, sit. Germany is going to score again, I am sure of it." He clearly was a fan and wasn't doubtful of his charming skills at all!
 
I smiled as he shook my hand. He didn't seem the type to give out just a simple handshake and did it in such a way that seemed a bit entrancing. I'm not sure if he heard me through the shouting going on in the crowded room, but I said softly "No, no. It's fine." After all, I wasn't actually planning to stay too long.

His eyes then seemed to entrance me further. They were this magnificent shade of blue, my favorite color. I laughed a bit at his statement. I did actually need that drink, as I felt incredibly out of place. Maybe it was just me being homesick, but I felt that I simply didn't belong in New York. I haven't even made a friend, well until now that is.

"There is enjoying a good game, and enjoying it with the right company."
He said, with a smile to which I returned gladly.

I snapped out of my trance as he gently squeeze my delicate hand, seeing him pat his lap.

" Come, sit. Germany is going to score again, I am sure of it."

"Oh, a fan of Germany are you?"
I asked happily. I wasn't sure if he was offering me to sit on his lap, and it did seem rather forward for some guy I have barely even met...but I took it, and I don't know why.

I sat, my plump cheeks on his lap now as I faced the TV, cheering my team.
 
Damian for his part hadn't truly expected her to take him up on his offer, but he had to admit that he was very pleased that she did. forwards was a good way to speak about him... forwards was definatly appropriate. Yet he had to admit he was struck curious by her looks, and as she plopped herself easily onto his lap, he gave a soft gasp as he smirked.

" But of course. People in New York are split into two different crowds. The one's whom are obsessed by the yankees and how even though their paid so much they don't win, and the soccer crowd." He had leant closer to her to tell her that, the effect being that his voice spoke right into her ear, he not speaking to loudly, but loudly enough for her to hear.

It also had the effect of tickling her senses with his breath, it touching her ear as he released her hand, instead she felt his arm wrap around her smallish waiste as he grinned and cheered with her right on! He could feel her plump ass hugging his lap, but he didn't really pay much attention to it. There was still plenty of game to be played, and since the bar was so full, he wasn't letting this beauty out of his sight!

He had definatly been offering her to sit upon his lap, and even as he cheered with her, his fingers would curl in his excitement, subconciously stroking her belly as he held her and enjoyed the game with her! " Are you new to New York?" He hadn't seen her before... he would have remembered had he done so!
 
I gasped as he unexpectedly leaned into my ear to comment on the crowds of New York. I tried my best to reply as the game continued on, unsure if he could even hear me at all. "I'm just glad that there's a soccer crowd here!" as I raised my arms to whoo at the screen.

...Yeah, I really get into soccer games.

It was hard to pay attention to the game, to say the least. Here I was sitting on a cute guy's lap and it felt like he was doing everything in his power to entice me. I believed that he stopped as he released my hand, but instead went around my waist, pulling me closer to him. But I didn't mind, after all he didn't seem to be a jerk like the other guys at the bar.

"Are you new to New York?" he said, after gently stroking my belly.

I smiled "Yep, I just arrived here two days ago." I happily said as the score was now 3 - 0.
 
He was gentle with his touches... not wanting to scare her off, but also getting the idea that she liked her position on his lap. Even as she gasped, she may not have thought he had heard it, but he had, and even as she raised her arms, he grinned and leant back slightly, cheering with her as he watched the game. Germany was doing very well, something that he was happy for!

Even as she didn't object to his pulling her closer or his touches to her belly, he grinned as she said that she was new to the city. He knew how tough it could be... it explained why she had been alone here today, after all some... any guy could have picked her up by then! even as he saw that Germany had scored again he paid more attention to her then to the game. " Well then welcome the the city... I think it's the best here." He remarked, he leaning closer again, tickling her ear with his voice as he looked to her, watching her from the side.

He was forwards indeed. " Surely such a lovely woman isn't going home alone... I must not allow it. If your intention was to leave here and return home alone, I will take you to my home." He mused into her ear, he being bold indeed as he leant closer and took in her scent with his nose, he holding her as his other hand found her hand and interwined his fingers.

" What do you think hm? come home with me Linda..." Oh he was enticing her, wooing her... seducing her... she would learn more then she had ever thought by going with him!
 
I giggled a bit with a smile on my face as he spoke into my ear again. It tickled me all over with each breath, I couldn't help it! Needless to say, I was having a fun time.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed happily as he was the first to welcome me to New York.

I continued watching, eager to see if Germany could score again. That is, until he absolutely shocked me."Surely such a lovely woman isn't going home alone... I must not allow it. If your intention was to leave here and return home alone, I will take you to my home." he said with the most marvelous tone, taking in my scent in such a enticing way and held my hand. "What do you think hm? come home with me Linda..."

For a second, I was actually thinking of going home with him. Maybe I was vulnerable because I was alone or maybe I simply was captivated by him from the very start. However, quickly I realized that wasn't the kind of gal I am.

"Oh I'd love to Damian, but I...can't."
I said, looking at him but haven't moved my hand away or attempted to leave his lap. "Why don't we see each other more often? I'd like that."

Truth to be told, I really liked him. I wouldn't have let things get this far with just anybody. He didn't know it, at least I hoped he didn't, but I was rather inexperienced.

In fact, I had never been with a man before.
 
Damian looked to her as she had that nervous inexperienced look, though the truth was that he wasn't knowledgable about her being a complete virgin. Of that, he had no idea! Even as she hadn't attempted to leave, he shook his head. " I don't think that shall work very well Linda..." Though he didn't explain why it wouldn't. He didn't think that she was being vulnerable or stupid, he was a handsome man, he knew he wasn't some kind of serial killer, and she could get that feeling from him as well.

His fingers gently traced her hand as he looked to her, he giving her a gentle squeeze, his fingers curling this time he scraping them over her belly as he looked to her and smiled. " Come with me, when the game is over. There is still plenty of game, and if you feel that you cannot come with me then, perhaps, but for now, look, they are pushing again."

He distracted her with the game, and he hadn't released her. He wasn't pushing her away, he wasn't letting her go. Rather he watched as she looked to him, he smiled with that handsome smile and nodded towards the television. something there in his eyes though told her... he WAS going to take her home, and the feelings she had surely told her already, she wasn't going to fight it!
 
" I don't think that shall work very well Linda..."

For a second, that scared me but his smile soothed my senses. He didn't seem to be a weirdo who just might up killing me, but rather a smooth talking gentleman. But that didn't change the fact that I simply couldn't go home with him...could I?

He squeezed my fingers as he gave me a reassuring look. "Come with me, when the game is over. There is still plenty of game, and if you feel that you cannot come with me then, perhaps, but for now, look, they are pushing again."

"But..." I was cut off by the game. For a second, it looked like Australia was about to ruin the perfect score Germany has been having. I knew that it didn't matter at this point but I was really hoping to see a 3-0 at the end of the game! I watched intensely, almost forgetting his offer. I cheered loudly as Germany did a fourth goal.
 
He smiled slightly as the 'game' played it's part in cutting her protest off. He wasn't simply feeding her drinks to lower her inhibitions... he was simply enjoying the company with her, a beautiful woman! Even as she had looked so worried that it wouldn't actually work, he knew then that it would.

As he held her and cheered with her, he smiled as he drew patterns over her belly. He refreshed both of their drinks, and whispering sweet nothings into her ear, he distracted her with both the game, and yet the knowledge that unless she was willing to pull away from this handsome man whom seemed to wish nothing more then to enjoy her company... well she was already 'in trouble'.

What she didn't know was that Damian was a dom. He dominated women. He hadn't come today looking to dom a woman, but Linda had such an amazing body, a lively and innocent look and sense to her... that well, he was enjoying the time he was spending with her, and Damian for his part had no doubt he'd be taking her home when the game finished!
 
As I watched the game, he became more and more...persistent. I don't know what was it, but more and more my mind seemed to believe that I should go home with him. His flirtatious whispers and the way his hand gracefully touched my soft skin...it felt so right.

Eventually, the game finished with a perfect 4 - 0 victory over Australia. At this point, I wasn't sure as to what to say but decided to go along with the handsome man. Maybe he wasn't planning anything at all?

"Hey Damian." I said, throwing my head back to look at him. "I'll go with you. But no funny business." I then added, laughing.
 
He looked to her as she tossed her head back and looked to him, her lovely hair tossing ever so slightly, though as she said that he smirked and laughed genuinly with her, not saying anything for a moment, making her wonder before he winked playfully. " But funny business is half the fun!" He replied, though finally she was coaxed off his lap.

He still helf her hand as they made their way through the throng of people, there a good sense to the bar, and even as he guided her out, he let out a soft sigh. " Ahhh fresh air. Well, as fresh as you can get in a city." He remarked with a smirk, and leading her over to the curb, he pulled her against him as he smiled to her. " You have a car? if so you'll follow me, otherwise your coming with me." He had a nice black camero, it a bit old school but that was how Damian liked it!

He was already thinking that the day was definatly moving differently then he had anticipated, but definatly for the better! He'd show her just what pleasure was like, and so much more then either had anticipated!
 
" But funny business is half the fun!" he said, giving me a wink. I laughed with him, lightly tapping his shoulder. "Seriously!" I said, before I moved out his lap and walked out of the bar with him. He held my hand as we headed out, as if we were a couple already. I didn't want to pull my hand away from him, though. Something about him just wouldn't let me go.

" Ahhh fresh air. Well, as fresh as you can get in a city."
he remarked, giving me a smirk as I smiled, just before he surprised me yet again by pulling me close to him.

" You have a car? if so you'll follow me, otherwise your coming with me."

"Well...I don't really have a car." I said, smiling. "I use the bus...unfortunately. But hey, you're offering me a free ride, so why not."
 
He grinned as she explained that she used the bus, he nodding to her. " Not today your not." He mused with a smile, and even as he gave her a squeeze, he seemed to simply hold that moment, the truth was he liked the way she felt, having her close felt right to him... much like it did to her!

Even as he opened the door he helped her in before he circled around and climbing in himself, he belted himself in before revving up the engine. " I live in the east side, so your coming with me." He remarked as though that wasn't already the case.

The drive only took about ten minutes, he knowing all the little turns to get through the city faster, and even as he pulled into an underground parking lot, he climbed out with her. " I live in a condo, it suits me since I don't really need a full house." He explained, and even as he met her again he took her hand and lead her to the elevator.

As soon as the doors closed though he turned around, she 'trapped' between the elevator wall and him, and leaning down, he laid a soft, yet solidly passionate kiss upon her lush lips!
 
He was certainly playful, I have to say. Perhaps that was one of the many things that made me feel so attached to him, unlike most guys I have ever met. And he did such gentlemen gesture that I simply adored, such as when he opened the door for me and aided me inside.

I wasn't sure if he noticed, but there was one thing I hated about seat belts; they always made my breasts seem even bigger as they have a tendency of pushing down the middle of my shirts. Oh well. It's not like I would hate any attention I got from him.

Obviously, I was impressed by his condo. It was a lot fancier than the rundown apartment I currently inhabited.

He quickly surprised me, as per usual, by giving me a kiss as the elevator doors closed. It wasn't sloppy either. It felt to me that he wanted to get the most out of that kiss, tasting the raspberry lip gloss I wore.

My eyes were closed, although he probably couldn't see it due to my sunglasses, as we parted from the kiss slowly.

"Hey...didn't I say no funny business?" I said rather playfully.
 
He smiled as he had climbed into the car, admiring the way that the seatbelt pushed down the middle of her shirt, it didn't show much, but just enough to be tantilizing. She wasn't dealing with a horny stupid teenager though... she was dealing with a man whom had class and refinement!

He made good money working as he did... and yet as he enjoyed the taste of her lips, as they parted the kiss, he looked to her as he reached up, his fingers stroking over her cheeck as he nodded. " You did. Do you mind though?" He asked boldly, wondering if she did mind that he was so forwards and yet chaste with her.

It seemed he knew the perfect balance to strike. Yet as the elevator rode up to the tenth floor where he lived, he slipped his thumb beneath the rim of her sunglasses and pulling them away, he wanted to see her eyes. After all she could see his crystal clear blue eyes, he felt that it was only fair that he could see her eyes as well.

Besides, most said the eyes were the windows into one's soul... and Damian knew that seeing her eyes, would allow him to know if she wanted him to stop, or if his attentions upon her were appropriate and wanted. He had a feeling it was the latter, but as he looked to her the elevator dinged, the doors opening. He didn't move though, she knew that he wouldn't until he had his answer.
 
He lightly caressed my cheek as he replied with; " You did. Do you mind though?"

I took a bit of time to answer. Did I? I never was this close with a guy that I hardly met. But he kept pulling surprises that truly captivated me. His touches were all so magnificent and his whispers got to me. His boldness and everything, was simply...astonishing. Of course I wouldn't exactly tell him this. But I had to tell him something...

He gently pulled the sunglasses from my face as he looked into my brown eyes now, with no glasses in between. I took a few more seconds to answer as the elevator reached the destination.

"No." I then said. "No, I don't mind.
 
He didn't need her to tell him that she didn't mind, not when he had pulled those sunglasses away. She had told him much more then she had ever intended with only her eyes! As he nodded to her though he kept ahold of her hand as he leant down and pecked her cheeck, before he moved away, gently tugging her after him.

" Good, then I won't stop." She may be at war with herself as to whether she should get as close as she was with a man with whom she had only just met, but he wasn't doubting himself at all! As he lead her through the hallway it was mostly quiet, he opening the door before he lead her in.

" Here we are." He had tasteful paintings of nature, a large plasma television, and a couch in the living room... there also an open concept kitchen with an island, and then his bedroom. As he lead her in he smiled to her. " Are you thirsty?"

He of course was the host here... so he was offering her a drink. " I have all the main types of alcohol, so name your favorite drink... chances are I can mix it." He was so confident... she knew as the door had closed behind them, that she wasn't leaving here until he wished it... and something about their relationship already told him she wasn't adverse to that idea!
 
He nodded as he pulled me closer, pecking my cheek. " Good, then I won't stop." he then added, as I wondered to myself just how far this was going to go. I was doing my best to hide it, but I was a bit nervous.

He led me to his place and it was fantastic. Everything seemed so glamorous! I wasn't the type of girl to base anything on that, however I couldn't help feel impressed. "Wow." I said, glancing at all the paintings.

" Are you thirsty?"
He then said, with a confident smile as he offered to make any drink I wanted. I didn't want to be a bother, but I had one major weakness when it came to drinks...

"A cape codder, if it isn't too much trouble." I said, smiling at him. "I love the drink!"
 
He could tell she was a bit nervous, which was why he showed her around, and let her have a drink. He didn't want to scare her off after all... the large bay windows completed the suite with an amazing view of the city.

He girnned though and nodded, and even as he listened, he went to the island and pulled out the vodka. " Ohh, a cape codder fan hm? c'mon, have a seat." He beckoned her over, he mixing the cranberry juice and the vodka with ice. Taking a moment he stirred the drink, it mixing nicely as he put a lime on the edge and slid it to her.

" There you go beautiful." He remarked as he circled around, his strong warm hands coming to rest on her shoulders, he gently massaging them as he let her have her moment of drinking and knowledge that somehow, he had already seduced her... she knew within herself, she was going to learn quite a bit about pleasure today!
 
I walked around, admiring every piece of work that he had done to the place. Everything about today just seemed so...perfect. The view of the windows was simply amazing, I had to wonder just why he even leaves the place.

" Ohh, a cape codder fan hm? c'mon, have a seat."

And so I did. I sat down as he quickly slid the drink to me. "You weren't kidding, you can actually make drinks." I said, giggling before taking a sip. I almost blushed at his compliment but I managed to hide it well, I think. Part of me wanted to run away now before I felt more attracted towards this man. Just at that moment, I felt strong hands touch my shoulders, gently massaging them. I drank the Cape Codder slowly, enjoying the moment. My eyes were now closed as I said softly: "Wow...that feels good Damian."
 
Damian smiled as she went about his condo, he liked the place, but really, there was more to life then living in a condo, even one as nice as this! Besides, had never left the place, he wouldn't have met her!

As she complimented his drink making skills he chuckled. " When I was going through university I worked as a bartender. Learned how to make all sorts of drinks." He remarked with a smile, and as she let out that spft sogh, he noded to himself, his hands working gently, her tube top shirt sleeves after a moment she could feel were pushed aside, they framing her upper arms as he worked on her tense yet quickly relaxing muscles.

" i'm glad you like it Linda." He worked gently, yet with her eyes closed she couldn't see that he had a gorgeous view down her shirt, he working on her bare flesh, and when he finished the shoulder massage he moved the fabric back into place, though gently moving her hair, he leant down, the next sensation she was treated to was his lips kissing her neck.

" Keep your eyes closed. Enjoy the moment." He wasn't making her do anything... she could leave if she wanted, but Damian was willing to bet she wasn't going to be doing that!
 
A sigh escaped my lips as he continued massaging me. At this point, it felt as if I was on another planet. He was just so good at what he was doing, I honestly had never felt anything like it before. "Mm, I'm glad I met you Damian." I said, my eyes still closed as I felt the sleeves being moved aside as he massaged more of the skin.

" i'm glad you like it Linda."

I didn't realize it at the spot, but at the moment my shirt was showing a generous amount of cleavage. That said, he was probably enjoying the view. Even if I had known about it, I wouldn't have done much. I was just too into the moment.

His hand moved my hair a bit and suddenly, I felt his lips nipping at the soft flesh on my neck.

" Keep your eyes closed. Enjoy the moment."

He said, practically hypnotizing me. And I did so, feeling incredibly relaxed and good. "Okay..." I say softly, practically whispering.
 
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