Nights With Sable Ch 01 2.docx

1、Nights With Sable Ch 01 2Chapter 3An unearthly state of bliss carried me through the 30 minute drive to my mothers. The whole experience was surreal to me; Just 36 hours ago, I wanted to off myself with a set of barbecue knives. Not only did that change in such a quick amount of time, but I also got

2、 to experience dreams again for the first time in probably 20 years. A good friend knocked me out with a shot, and now I was taking supplements. At one point during my drive, I questioned if I was dreaming this whole experience. The constant checking of the clock on my dashboard seemed to disprove t

3、hat theory, however, I was a bit leery about trusting unchanging clocks.Eventually, I arrived at the 2-story blue house that I had grown to love and leave. The usual pickup was there, but a newer car - probably one my sisters - was also present. A warm glow rose from my belly at the thought of a sma

4、ller family reunion. I wasted no time in parking my car and heading to the back door.As I walked up to knock, a loud, frustrated screech echoed out from inside. My mom often made that noise when she had enough of something. With a bit of worry settling in the back of my mind, I knocked on the door a

5、nd waited. It only took a few seconds for my sister Sandra to open the door. However, even with my winning smile she blocked the entrance.Scott. Nows not a good time.I scrunched my face in confusion. What do you mean? Theres never a bad time to see you and the parents.Suddenly, the voice of a banshe

6、e wept out from the living room inside. I dont even care about your damned truck! You can keep it! Just.sign!Sign? Sandra, whats going on in there?She straightened up, creating more of a barrier between me and my parents. Scott, you chose a good time to show up after not saying anything to us for a

7、good couple of years.Thats why Im here now. Let me in.She hit the door frame and bit her lip in anger. Go, Scott. Its nice that you want them to be available to you on your time, but for right now, just leave. Well get in touch with you when its convenient for us.Reality bit once again. If this was

8、a dream, this was a shitty dream.The ride back to my apartment was long and much less brighter than my ride away from it. The more I stewed in my anger and disappointment, the more the rope sounded good. It was petty to think of suicide at that point and I knew it, but I wanted no more than to be aw

9、ay from a world that apparently didnt care anymore. Thoughts rose up about how the world seemed toneedme, but didnt seem towantme. Want me to change your worn aortic valve with something from pig skin? Sure, let me get on that. Oh, you didnt want me at the wedding? No problem.I grabbed another nugge

10、t meal on the way home and launched myself right back into my chair. The hospital drama show wasnt on, but there were some truth-and-dare type shows that seemed to keep me occupied until the evening. Even with the distractions I handed myself, those creeping thoughts of depression rose up time and t

11、ime again. I decided to turn my TV off around 8 and attempted to face my new priority: dreaming. Life may not be pleasant, but the roulette that was dreaming gave me enough interest to see another day. I took my supplements, but found those thoughts creeping back. I didnt want to wake up tomorrow. I

12、 can sleep for 8 hours, great - but dealing with the other 16? It was a nightmare after the possibility of a nightmare.Chapter 4Before I knew it, I was back in Santos looking for a pleasantly round distraction. Scottsdale bars were known for the snoody women all across the country, but no man could

13、deny the amount of eye candy that walked up and down the streets of downtown Scottsdale. I took my normal seat at the edge of the bar and looked around to find groups of single men, single women, and many others that were either not single or werent looking. Beyond black tables of loud chatter stood

14、 hundreds of mirrors and blue neon lights decorating the walls with enough squiggles and streaks to make the place look rich. Tables were beginning to be pushed to the side so a small dance floor could open up in the middle of the bar.I ordered the usual scotch and found two of them placed in front

15、of me. When looking at the bartender, he nodded to an area behind me. I turned to find a stretchy, sparkling red dress with a slender blonde attached to it.You bought me the drink? I asked.One. I figured Id like to try whatever youre trying.Very smooth. I already began to feel my eyelids lowering an

16、d my throat prepping for the baritone version of my voice. Look like a lady, drink like a man. I like it. Wanna join me?And so began the repetitive dance of the ages where man would woo woman and woman would make man felt like he did a good job wooing even though she had already made a plan for the

17、both of them through the whole night. I returned the favor with a few drinks given to her in favor, but I made a note to not even take a sip of my own. We exchanged some easily-forgettable information like her name (I think it was Mary) and career choices. My eyes began to drift, and she began to ga

18、rner for attention with questions.What brings you here?You dont have a girlfriend? I dont see why not.Where do you live?The questions grated against my very being after a little while. I was going to fuck this girl and there was no question about it, assuming I didnt find someone else that was round

19、er in the hips and maybe a little less boring. My constant searches of the room produced no results, and I even did a few little tricks I learned from philandering around the bars: Yawn and then look to see who else is yawning to catch who is checking you out, or check your watch and look around to

20、see who else did the same to catch the same. I got nothing.*My fate was signed with the petite blonde with the B-cups. Instead of letting her flop around for questions, I decided to take over the question to make things a bit more interesting. After all, I had nowhere else to be.What do you think of

21、 surgeons?It was hard to see if the blank look on her face meant she was surprised or she was trying to formulate a fake, yet deep answer. Well.I think the world needs them. I think theyre very skilled, if thats what youre asking.Fail. Alright. Are you into dreams?A pretty smile crept up on her face

22、. Her red lipstick was definitely one of her saving graces. A spark of excitement lit up in my gut from that smile; Maybe she had some depth to her.Well, I was hoping that we wouldnt do much dreaming tonight.Nevermind.Once I unlocked the door, she unlocked the beast within. She threw herself on me,

23、forcing me to catch her or stand there awkwardly and let her drop like a brick. I placed my hands high under her soft thighs and pressed her into the wall, closing my eyes and pressing my lips into hers. I yet again began clothing myself in that persona of a passionate person eager to stick myself s

24、omewhere warm. Her tiny lips pressed hard into mine, slowly opening and allowing her warm tongue to trail against my lips inbetween urgent kisses. I responded with a swirling tongue, relishing in the sweet taste of cranberry vodka. Gentle moans escaped her throat with every touch of our tongues, and

25、 I began to notice an emanating warmth coming from beneath her short dress.I lifted her back from the wall and placed my hands on her ass, which elicited a small giggle from her. She wrapped an arm around my neck and stroked my hair while I carried her to the bedroom.Are you going to fuck me? She as

26、ked haughtily.I smirked and kicked open my door, continuing my journey to the king-sized pleasure pad. Fuck you? Im gonna make you cum until you cant take it anymore.Mmmm, I love the sound of that. She pushed her face into my neck and gently bit into the nape. There was a bit of pain, but there was

27、also a lurch from the beast within me. I realized then more than I did previously that it needed to come out. It needed to be fed.I threw her on the bed and watched her as I began to unbutton my shirt. Like a petite siren, she dazily looked back with long blonde hair splayed on the bed. Her legs see

28、med to stretch out forever down to pedicured, heeled feet at the base of my bed. She arched her back and unzipped her dress, pushing it down her legs and throwing it on the ground at the same time my pants found their way off.Heels on or off? She asked, bringing her small hands to small, round breas

29、ts that seemed to defy gravity. It took me a bit to take my eyes off of her fingertips rolling around her nipples, only to find them looking at the lean thighs swimming over my bed. She spread her legs and brought a hand down to a completely shaven pussy, spreading lips that were barely protruding.

30、She looked like a perfect little nymphette - like some kind of doll waiting to be played with.She smiled and looked down to watch my dick begin to poke out from underneath my boxers. She bit her lip and brought her middle finger above her small hole, swirling it around with the familiarity only a pr

31、ofessional would use. So? Heels?Oh, yeah. Keep them on. I could find a use for them.She laughed at that. Unable to keep from continuing, she spun completely and layed on her stomach, pulling me to the edge of the bed by my boxers and slipping them down. My cock bounced up and hit her head, which cau

32、sed her to laugh again.Wow, looks like youre ready.She took a hold of my dick and pumped her hand up and down on it a few times as if she was testing it for hardness. Then, she looked into my eyes and tilted her head to the side. She poked her tongue out and trailed it up the underside of my cock, making sure to keep eye contact the whole time. Once she got to the tip, she opened her mouth wide and held my cock