Sitting at the table Nikolai couldn’t help but stare at this blond beauty as she met his stare and quickly diverted her eyes, a slight blush coming to her face.

They both sat there sipping their drinks and playing their little game. As they finished their drinks Nikolai stood and shrugged on his leather jacket. He walked around to Milla’s side of the table and took her by the elbow gently pulling her to her feet….noticing a slight look of panic in her eyes.
“Come with me. Let’s take a ride.”

Milla quickly looked around the room looking for her friend Anna. Noticing that Anna was at another table heavily engaged in what seemed to be an intimate conversation with Sergei, Milla gave a sigh as she nodded her ascent.

The couple walked to the door sidestepping the boisterous crowd and into the street. Walking down the block their hands touched. They both felt the spark flowing between them.
Nikolai stopped at a shiny red Miata, opened the door, and ushered her into a buttery soft leather seat. Nikolai got into the drivers seat, opened the top, and started the motor, hearing the sound of the turbo pushing out the horsepower…his blood rushing.

Driving to the end of the block he made a right turn and sped off down the street heading for his apartment in the Oakland section of the city.

As they breezed down the streets in the fresh night air, Nikolai stole glances at Milla, watching her blush and divert her eyes every time he did it.

After driving for twenty minutes or so Nikolai pulled into an alley next to what appeared to be a run down warehouse. Exiting the Miata he strode around to Milla’s side opening the door for her and offering his hand to assist her in getting out of the car. As Milla’s skirt rode up as she was exiting the car Nikolai noticed her creamy white thighs above her black thigh highs. Smiling inwardly to himself he felt the heat rushing to his loins.

Taking her by the elbow Nikolai escorted Milla up a set of old, dimly lighted stairs. At the top he put his key into the door, opened it and led her inside.

Kicking their shoes off at the door Milla looked around and was shocked at the opulence of his living quarters. She noticed the thick white wool carpet beneath her feet, the dark brown overstuffed leather couch, the polished teak tables, the indirect lighting, and the soft sounds of a CD coming from a hidden component system.

“Have a seat on the couch” he said, “I’ll get us some drinks.”
Milla slid onto the soft leather couch as Nikolai went into the gleaming modern kitchen and prepared their drinks.
Returning to the couch with their drinks Nikolai handed Milla hers and sat beside her, gazing at her exquisite beauty as she blushed again and lowered her eyes.

Milla tensed as she felt Nikolai put his arm on the couch behind her and ran his hand through her blonde tresses.
Grasping her head gently in his hand Nikolai leaned over…his face in front of hers.

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