She sighed, settling on a barstool in a bar while she stared at a map, turning it this way and that while tracing her fingers over the lines of the streets of Denmark.
"Shit... I've only been here for an hour and I'm already lost - it just figures."
She sighed, pushing her hair back and looking around for a friendly face to ask for some much needed help. She felt even more lost when no one looked back at her - in fact, they seemed more intimidated by her dark skin, contrasting sharply with the snow on the ground outside and the light skin that surrounded here.
She walked outside, wincing at the bright light that reflected off the snow and went back to her map. When a light tap touched her shoulder, she whirled around in surprise and ended up looking into a friendly smile, equally smiling brown eyes and curly dirty blonde hair.
"Oh... just a minute," she stammered, reaching for her pocket sized English-to-Danish dictionary, fumbling through the pages with her cold fingers.
"God... aften, ah, taler du engelsk?" she ventured, blushing at her mistreatment of the Danish language. To her surprise, he chuckled, a bright smile illuminating his face.
"Actually, yes, I speak English, so don't worry about your Danish with me," he said, taking her book and closing it, placing it back into her pocket.
"I just thought that you looked confused, and since I don't have anything better to do, I thought that I could help you."
She frowned, pressing her lips together and stepping back, turning on a heel as she began to walk away.
"I don't need anyone's charity, thanks."
"That's not what I meant! Wait, stop for a second, let me explain... just a few minutes, what harm could it do?"
He said, looking flustered and rubbing his arm, quickly catching up with her in a few long strides as he touched her arm again, sitting her down on a cold bench on the side of the street.
She glanced at her watch, biting her lip and rolling her brown eyes.
"You've got three, so take it or leave it."
He nodded, taking a deep breath.
"Okay, that isn't what I meant and I think that you knew that. I can see that you are... frustrate, is that the right word? My English is not the best... Anyway, I think that you knew what I was trying to say to you. Let's get something to drink, yeah?"
Her frown deepened and she quickly removed his hand from her arm.
"What makes you think that I want to drink anything with you? Get real."
She almost took back her words as she saw his face fall, his smile fading as the words left her mouth.
"Okay... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I'll take you up on that, if it's okay with you, uhm... I don't know your name."
His smile brightened again quickly, almost as if he hadn't heard what she said in the first place.
"I'm Daniel, and your name is...?"
She returned his smile for her own,
"It's Isis."
"Well, that's a lovely name, Isis." he grinned, leading her to a small coffee shop on the corner of the same block. When they sat down and he ordered a coffee that smelled strangely of rum and cinnamon, she took out her map again, looking for where her hotel was supposed to be located. She sighed, pushing the map away and picking up the mug, inhaling the scent of cloves and coffee.
"So, what are you looking for, anyway?" he inquired, taking the map and looking at the lines and circles that she had made with a black pen.
"I'm just looking for my hotel..." she sighed, giving him the hotel's name on a piece of paper while she took a sip of the drink. She winced at the strong rum flavor that entered her mouth.
"Shit, why does this have rum in it? I wasn't planning on getting drunk at 3pm..." she chuckled, setting it back down quickly on the table.
"Oh, you wanted this hotel? That's right up the street, you must have walked right by it and not have even sawn it," he said, taking her filled mug and pouring the drink into his own almost empty one.
She looked at him, a smile playing at her lips as she watched his hands grasp her mug and pour the coffee into his own. For a moment, she wondered how his hands would look on her body, and she shivered inwardly.
"I think you mean "seen", because "sawn" isn't a word, Daniel," she corrected him, marking the place on the map where her hotel was located, gathering her things and preparing to leave.
"Wait, wait, where are you going?" he asked her, quickly standing up and moving in front of her. "You're just going to leave and I'm not going to see you again?"
She raised an eyebrow in his direction.
"Well... if you want, you can see me tomorrow at around 8am. You already know where the hotel is. See you tomorrow, okay?"
She flashed him a smile and gathered up her map, walking out and looking for her hotel again.
When Daniel got home that night, he could hardly get through the door before he had shed his jeans, pulled his cock out of his pants and started to stroke himself off furiously. He imagined her dark skin against his own, his hands grasping her breasts (that he could see the outline of even through her jacket), and how her ass swayed when she had walked away. He gripped his cock firmly, laying back on his bed and jacking off his painfully swollen dick as he imagined what her breasts would look like, hanging over his legs while she sucked him off between her lips. He felt his cock swell more impossibly as he came hard over his stomach and thighs, his chest. He pushed back his curly hair and got in the shower, attempting to slow his heartbeat as it throbbed within his chest.
The next morning, he met her in the lobby of her hotel and suggested that they go back to her room so that they could plan what they would do that day.
"If you want to learn more Danish, let's go to places where more Danes would be, instead of those stupid tourist traps like the Little Mermaid statue and stuff, okay?" he suggested, circling some different places on her map.
"I mean, if you want to learn something new..."
To his surprise, he felt her hand on his knee as she leaned forward, pressing her soft lips to the side of his mouth.
"I do love learning new things, Daniel."
He blinked, swallowing a slight lump in his throat as he hoped that she didn't notice the slight lump forming in his jeans. He shrugged and offered her a smile, letting the desire shine through the amusement in his dark eyes.
"And who doesn't love learning something new?" he murmured, letting their eyes stare silently at each other for a few moments. Then he closed his and brought his lips to hers to meet in a gentle kiss. His heart thudded within his chest, his blood warming as his mind switched gears from conversation to play. Not letting his hands stay idle, one hand slid across her neck to the back of her head, tangling in her hair and drawing her mouth that much closer.
She meet his eyes for a moment, leaning forward and whispering in his ear while her hand touched his chest lightly.
"Want to know a secret, Daniel?" she purred, sucking the lower part of his ear into her mouth.
"Ah... yes, please, tell me Isis" he whispered, his fingers already grasping at the fabric of her shirt as he struggled to pull it off. When he finally had gotten off the thin barrier of fabric out of his way, he gasped, seeing her breasts encased in an emerald green bra. He groaned slightly, kneading her breasts underneath of his hand as he guided her to lay down on her bed.
Isis chuckled, playing with one of the straps.
"I can tie a knot in a cherry stem with my tongue... does that give you any ideas about what I'd like to do to you?" she purred, nudging the bulge in his jeans with her foot.
"Mgh, yes... you wouldn't mind, would you? I've been fantasizing about it since I saw you, to be honest."
He gasped as she shifted, moving on top of him and quickly hooking her thumbs into the loops of his jeans, pulling them down over his legs. She tugged his boxers off equally as fast, running her hand over his length as he sighed.
"Haha, kan du lide det?" she chuckled, licking a firm line up his cock and enveloping her lips around his head for a moment before pulling off and spitting on her palms, twisting them firmly against your skin for a second before pulling away from him and sliding off her own jeans and putting them in a pile to the side.
He jerked his hips slightly upward in response into her hand as it kept a handle around him.