Chapter 3: Rising Action
The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on Lena's face as she stirred awake. She reached for her phone, her fingers brushing against the cool glass surface. Her heart pounded in her chest as she unlocked it, her eyes scanning the screen for emails. There it was she clicked on it, her heart racing as she read the brief message containing his address.
*Lena, here's my address. See you tonight at 8. - Lukas*
She took a deep breath, her mind racing with thoughts of what was to come. She couldn't believe she was actually going through with this. But she had made a deal, and she intended to keep it. For now, at least.
The rest of the day passed in a blur. Lena threw herself into her work, trying to distract herself from the knot of anxiety in her stomach. She barely ate lunch, her appetite nonexistent. She knew she should tell Kevin, should confide in him, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She would only worry him, and she didn't want that. She wanted to handle this on her own, to prove to herself that she could. Besides, she thought, she wasn't doing anything wrong. She was just meeting a man to talk, to get to know him and maybe dance for him a little... It wasn't like she was cheating on Kevin.
She was just... taking matters in her own hands while doing a little exploring. She was curious and adventurous Kevin always talked about her being watched from strangers, now it had happened. And this was just a one-time thing, a one-off. After tonight, she would never see Lukas again. She would be moving out next month anyways. After that she would delete his mails, block him on social media and move on with her life. No one would ever know about this. It would be their little secret.
As the day wore on, Lena found herself growing more and more nervous. She tried to distract herself by choosing her wardrobe for the evening, but nothing seemed quite right. She wanted to look good, to feel confident, but she also didn't want to give Lukas the wrong idea. She settled on a simple black dress, one that hugged her curves without being too revealing. She paired it with her favorite pair of boots and a denim jacket wanting to maintain an air of casualness.
She applied her makeup with a light hand, opting for a natural look. She wanted to look like herself, not like she was trying too hard. As she got ready, she tried to push thoughts of what was to come out of her mind. She couldn't let herself get too nervous. She needed to stay calm, to stay in control. She took a deep breath, her reflection staring back at her in the mirror. She looked good, she decided. For underwear she chose a simple black thong and a matching lacy bra, wanting to feel comfortable and confident in her own skin. She looked at her frame in the mirror slipping on her thong a and bra her hands tracing the outlines of her waistband.
She pulled her underwear up until the thong was clinging to her attractive curves, her pussy lips pressing against the thin fabric. She squeezed her breasts the bra pushing them up slightly.
She turned around and looked at her ass in the mirror, her hands tracing the curves of her buttocks. She felt a shiver of excitement run through her body. She finsihed dressing and went to the kitchen.
Around 5 pm the doorlock clicked and Kevin entered the apartment her back turned to him as she prepared herself a glass of wine. He walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling her neck. "Wow you look so hot in this dress. How was your day?" Lena jumped slightly, caught off guard. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to relax. Doding his question without lying. "Hey, Kev. It was okay just the usual at work." She turned around the glass of wine in her hand. "How about yours?" Kevin shrugged, pulling away slightly. "It was alright. Pretty uneventful, actually." Lena nodded, turning back to the counter. She took a sip of her wine, the cool liquid sliding down her throat, calming her nerves.
"You look good Lena, when you are going to the Loco with your girls?" Kevin asked, eyeing her dress.
A pang of guilt, a knot forming in her stomach. She hated lying to Kevin, but she didn't want to worry him. She didn't want him to know about Lukas, not yet. Not until she had everything under control. "The girls will go at 8 and I will leave soon too" she replied him, doding his question again so she didn´t have to lie.
Kevin nodded, his eyes wandering over her body. "Well, don't have too much fun without me" he said, a hint of mischief in his voice. Lena smiled. "I will try to."
"Well you will turn a lot of heads with that look I can promise." Kevin smiled.
"I know you will. But remember, you're mine. Don't let any of those guys get any ideas." Lena rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but smile back. "Of course, Kevin. I'm always yours." She leaned in, giving him a passionate kiss on the lips. Getting up she asked Kevin, "want a beer?"
He nodded, watching her cross the room to the fridge. Lena opened the door and bent over to retrieve a bottle, Kevin´s eyes were instantly drawn to her lower back, her dress riding up ro reveal her thighs and a hint of her panty.
Lena smiled as she looked at Kevin the effect she had on him as she stood up holding out his beer to him. "Here you go." He took the beer, his eyes still lingering on her body. "You tease, Lena." He said, a smirk playing on his lips. Lena smiled coyly, "I know, but you love it." She walked back to the counter, her hips swaying slightly. Kevin watched her, his eyes darkening with desire. "You know, I've been thinking about tonight," he said, his voice low. Lena turned to face him, her eyes widening slightly.
"About tonight?" Kevin nodded, taking a step closer to her. "Yeah. About you going out, all dressed up, looking like that." He gestured to her dress, his eyes trailing over her body. "I was thinking, maybe you should give me a little show before you go." Lena's heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushing with embarrassed excitement. "A show?" she echoed, her voice barely audible. Kevin nodded, a smirk playing on his lips. "Yeah. You know, dance for me.
Give me a little preview of what those other guys are going to see tonight." Lena's heart raced as she processed Kevin's words. She had never danced for him like that before, never been so...exposed. But there was something about the way he was looking at her, the hunger in his eyes, that made her want to. She took a deep breath, her mind made up.
"Alright," she said, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. "But only because you asked so nicely." She put her wine glass down on the counter and stepped back, giving herself some room.
She closed her eyes, she could feel Kevin's eyes on her, could feel the heat of his gaze. She let the music in her head guide her, her body moving to the rhythm. She began to sway her hips, her hands running up and down her sides. She could feel the fabric of her dress against her skin, could feel the way it clung to her curves. She let her hands wander, let them explore her body. She traced the neckline of her dress, her fingers brushing against the swell of her breasts up and over her neck and the choker she wore.
She let her hands drift down, over her collarbone, her sternum, her ribcage, until they reached her hips. She gripped the fabric there, lifting it slightly, revealing a sliver of her inner thigh. She could hear Kevin's breath hitch, could picture him watching her, his eyes dark with desire.
She spun around, her back to him, her hands still gripping the hem of her dress. She bent slightly at the waist, letting the fabric ride up, revealing more of her legs, her ass and the back of her thong covered crotch. She could feel the cool air against her skin, could feel the weight of Kevin's gaze.
She let her hands slide up her thighs, her fingers brushing against the lace of her panties. She heard Kevin suck in a breath, and it spurred her on. She began to move to the music in her head, her hips swaying, her body undulating. She let her hands roam, let them explore every curve, every inch of her skin. She felt alive, felt like she was on fire.
She turned around, her eyes locked with Kevin's. She could see the desire burning in his eyes, could see the way his chest was heaving with each breath.
"Lena," Kevin murmured, his voice hoarse. "You're killing me here."
She smiled, a slow, seductive curl of her lips. "That's the point of it isn't it?" She let the dress slip back down.
"I thought you wanted a preview, not the whole show," she teased, her voice a sultry purr. Kevin groaned, running a hand through his hair. "You're right, you're right. I just... I can't help it, Lena. You're driving me crazy." Lena laughed, a soft, musical sound. "That's the plan," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She took a step closer to him, her voice dropping to a whisper. "But I have to go soon. I don't want to be late." Kevin's eyes darkened, his gaze intensifying.
"You're going to leave me like this?" he asked, gesturing to the evident bulge in his pants. Lena bit her lip, considering him for a moment. She knew she should go, knew she would be late but the sight of Kevin, so turned on by her dance, was intoxicating. She felt powerful, desired. She took another step closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "What do you want me to do about it, Kevin?" she asked, her eyes locked with his.
Kevin let out a low growl, his hands reaching for her hips. He pulled her against him, his lips crashing down on hers in a fierce, passionate kiss. Lena moaned, her body melting into his. She could feel his desire pressing against her, could feel the heat of his body through the thin fabric of her dress. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair as she kissed him back with equal fervor.
Kevin's hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips, her waist, her breasts. She straddeled him, her dress riding up, exposing more of her thighs. She could feel the rough denim of his jeans against her skin, the hardness of his erection pressing against her. She ground against him, a soft moan escaping her lips as she felt the friction against her clit.
As Kevin´s hands worked their way around her dress, he muttered, "Lena you really drive me crazy with your sexy look. The thought of you going out like this
is driving me out of my fucking mind." She felt Kevin´s fingers trail over her lacy thong-covered mound, his fingers exploring her slit, feeling her slickness through the fabric. She could feel the pleasure building between her legs, and the ache for release grew more and more intense with each brush of his fingers against her clit.
Lena moaned, "Kevin, we don't have time for this. I have to meet my friends." She weakly tried to push him away. Kevin let go of her aching womanhood
with a defeated sigh. "Sorry, Lena. I couldn't help myself," he whispered. "You know the thought of you going out like that turned me on