She worked in our data processing division. She always looked and conducted herself as the total professional who was dedicated to her job. Some dubbed her a cold fish, but I always felt they read her wrong. It always seemed that we had our lunch at the same time. I attempted to break the ice by starting a conversation, and she responded. After a few weeks of polite conversation in the lunchroom, I finally got up the nerve to ask her out.
I soon discovered that under her calm and reserved exterior, beat the heart of a vampire/Gothic lover. When I related my background on the amateur stage and the haunted house project, we had long conversations about vampires in general, and began to date on a regular basis.
While returning from a local restaurant one evening, we passed the old house used as our haunted attraction. I pointed it out to her, and to my surprize, she expressed a desire to see inside. I explained that it had been boarded up and secured for the Winter and would probably take me a half an hour just to open it. Being December I explained it would be very cold inside as this house was just a shell, no running water or heat.
"You have no idea what these places do to me", she said in a breathy whisper.
Feeling a tuning fork in my heart at her statement, I promised that next weekend I would open it up. On Thursday of that week I went to the house after work, and went through the long and lengthy process of opening it up. The power was still on to keep the alarm active, so I didnt have to fumble around in the dark.
I also located an old candelabra that was used as a room prop, and purchased some tall candles to fill it. On Friday after work I again ran to the house, disabled all the alarm and did a minor job of securing the house. I then ran home to shower and change, and pick up Tina to make our dinner reservations.
Driving home from the restaurant I said nothing until we were approaching the house and I pulled into the driveway of the old mansion. "Well, are you ready?", I asked.
Her eyes were wide, and her breathing got heavy as she managed a soft hiss"Yes". I made her wait in the car while I reopened it, turned on the running lights, sound effects and lit the candles.
I ushered her inside, sealing the door behind us, and commenced to take her on a tour. She was getting very excited, despite the lack of actors in the rooms, which were bathed in the red and blue running lights and the occasional strobe. She listened to the sound effects of chains, moans, footsteps, pipe organ music, and my narration of what the room was and what she would have seen under operating conditions.
We wound our way through the house ending up in the Dracula room. The walls were done in a castle wall motif, complete with French windows and a 4 poster bed. The candles flickered in the candelabra throwing long shadows on the wall. She walked around the room seemingly mesmerized, as she listened to the music.
She turned and walked toward me with what I thought was another question, but suddenly grabbed me, she placed her hot lips on mine and gently slipped her tounge in my mouth. She broke the kiss long enough to whisper, "This is what I wanted to do last week".
She backed her way to the bed while keeping eye contact, she slowly undid her long topcoat, letting it slide off her shoulders to reveal a black satin bra, panties and a black satin garter belt, which held black seamed thigh highs.
I can only surmise that whilst waiting for me to unlock the house she had doffed her dress and stashed it in the car." Do you have your Dracula cape here?" she asked. I said it was in the car and she told me to "Go get it". I almost tore the door off the hinges in my haste to get outside.
Upon my return she bade me to strip and wear only the cape. The sudden sensation of the cold satin against my warm skin caused me to get harder than I had been in a long time. A moan escaped her lips as she was enveloped in the same cold satiny cloth. I gently laid on top of her, and it caused her nipples to strain at her bra cups . As I was about to enter her she moaned ,"Bite me first, bite me first." So I lowered my lips to her neck and gently bit her as I pushed myself inside. That was all that was needed.
The sensations and sounds of her nylon clad legs rubbing up and down my back through my cloak were beyond my expectations .We made love for about an hour accompanied by the eerie sound effects, and Toccata and Fuge in D minor played on the organ, her moans at times overwhelmed the background noises.
As we drifted back to our bodies the cold finally got to us, and we decided it was time to go. I redressed and went through the long process of sealing the house while she waited in the car. She shivered all the way home, though I suspect not from the cold.
She was kissing my neck, ears, hands and lips; almost causing me to skid off the road, more than once. Upon reaching her apartment we showered together, and an made love in there.While we enjoyed wine afterwards she asked for a revisit to the house, and I agreed. She promised that next time would be all about me.
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