'What the hell am I doing here?' Whispering to myself as I gulp from the chilled glass. I'm easily a decade older than everyone in this club. The synth filled music rumbles from dozens of speakers surrounding me. Urban nightlife has never been a priority for me. Walking around at night is fine, but fighting the wispy autumn chill leaves me feeling hollow. I've come here after work every night this week. I'm lonely. Which is to put it lightly. I haven't been the same since my wife left me. I'm cold. I need to feel alive. I'm not sure this is the place to do it. No one has given me a second glance. I just get shitfaced and go home, which is a diminutive one room apartment a few blocks from where I sit. I clean up nice, but am no model. My fashion sense is rough by modern standards. I've had two haircuts this week because I don't know what women find attractive. In reality, I don't know who the hell I am any more. The only company I've had for months has been myself, which has made me starkly aware why my marriage failed in the first place. I'm overdressed for the E11EVEN club. My understated white shirt and black tie probably makes me look much older than I actually am. Far more straight laced too. The 15 years of domestication left me feeling split inside, between who I have been; and who I think is underneath. The reflection in the glossy onyx bar though, isn't who I expected to emerge. The opus of electronic sounds snaps my focus to reality. I exhale profoundly, wafting my rum and cola tinted breath back into my face. 'How do people do this every day?' My eyes dart across the expanse of youth, and focus on the opening door.I saw her the moment she strode into the room drowning in darkness and neon. It may have been the music, perhaps the mood I was in. My heart beat hard with the rhythm of the kick drum. As she got closer, it matched both the bass and the snare. Her chestnut brown hair was down in messy curls as she made her way to the bar. I couldn't help but watch her. Such confidence and class. She was wearing an elegant black party dress, I wasn't one to recognize fashion; but it looked expensive. It clung to her body like it had its own gravity, the bust line plunged deep and dramatically. Her breasts were full and snug tightly against the contour of thin black fabric. The slightest bounce gave way with each confident step. The dress cut to the curve of her strong, slender legs. Her exaggerated height brought her to my eye level from sleek black open toed heels. Her presence though, was like a sophisticated angel in a pit of terrifying demons. Every kink in her hair and dramatic curve of her body hit me like a thunder strike. The play of the twirling lights on her light caramel skin brought drama and depth to her physique. She stood leaning at the opposite end of the bar. She didn't seem like anyone I had ever seen here. She was more aware, not brainlessly flailing about like the other people. She sipped elegantly at her colorful drink. The whole room felt still. Did I forget to breathe? I didn't want to break my stare, how could I? Was this the spark I've been waiting for? I needed to find out.I sipped away nervously at my drink. I'd need to down it fast if I wanted to talk to her. The rum burned away my shy disposition. I've never approached a woman in a bar, especially not a woman of her excellence. "Don't fuck this up" I thought to myself. Nightmarish visions of me doing so flashed in my head immediately after. "Don't be creepy, don't be creepy, don't be creepy...Oh Jesus, stop talking to yourself." Thankfully the music was loud, "not off to a good start" I stabbed inside my head again. Each step brought me closer as I weaved in and out of the faceless dancing bodies, every footfall told me to turn back. My confidence was failing me within feet of her exquisite beauty. Nervously I tossed a hand into my hair, forgetting that I likely just messed it up. I frantically tried to correct that mistake before I reached her side.My first attempt to get her attention was a low, gravely whisper compared to the booming bass backdrop of the bar. She didn't budge. The air from my voice didn't even wobble a curl of her hair."Excuse me!?" The piercing words fell just as the song changed. I felt my soul hit the floor with an insistent thunk.She spun around more quickly than I expected. Her eyes met mine just as her hair whirled to a stop around her. My mouth was agape. I scrambled for words, but could find none. Her big ultramarine blue orbs danced with speckled neon from the club lights. She glared at me intensely through her dark sweeping lashes, as if I had already wasted all the time in the world. Her hand shot toward my face, a single finger outstretched. The tip of her fell gently on my lips, instantly washing away any futile attempts I could muster to say anything intelligible. Her voice escaped her sumptuous glossy red lips like the fist cool breeze on an autumn morning."I'm waiting for someone, and I don't think its you" she sang politely.Unsure of what to do, my brain strung together enough words to form a complete sentence. "I'm ss sorry, I've never seen someone as beautiful as you." I stammered. "I had to at least come over and find out your name""You're very sweet, but I really am waiting for someone" she paused briefly "Katherine"I had no way of knowing if this was actually her name, but I gave her mine in return. "Mark, it's been a pleasure Katherine, you've been the highlight of my week." Doing my utmost not to look like a pummeled kitten, though that's how I felt; I reluctantly looked back at the most beautiful woman I had ever seen one last time, and gave her a smile. The bass laden music felt like knives on my skin as I stood there defeated. Katherine reached out briskly and gripped my arm. Before I could turn, she jerked me back in close. Her sudden movement brought with it the vivid scent of fresh white lily and citrus. Unable to stop, my body pressed against hers. She brought her lips up to my ear, her words oozed into my soul like warm honey. "Do you want to dance with me Mark?"An orchestral score swelled inside my head. 'You don't know how to dance. What are you doing? What is she doing? What the hell is going on?' My mind raced, the club no longer stabbed at my skin with bass drops. 'Speak you idiot!' "Yes, I would love that." Before I could think further about what the consequences would be for saying that, she smiled at me. The twinkle in her eyes exhilarated me. A smoldering sensation burst through my body in anticipation. Tonight is the night. She bit down on her amble bottom lip tenderly. My arm was tugged again, this time into the sea of gyrating faceless zombies bouncing to the beat. We weaved through the bodies until we found a spot near the middle of the dance floor. I tried to look like I knew what I was doing, like I had been here countless times in life. The problem was, I hadn't. Katherine smashed her body in to mine. Her hips swayed hypnotically with the music. She took both of my hands and slid them up her perfect lines. Without thinking, my body started to match her smooth movements. I had no clue what I looked like. I didn't care. Gone were the chains of everything I was told I wasn't. I was living between the beats with this stunning woman. I had no idea how long it would last. Song after song she stayed plastered up against me, the friction between us was intense. She spun quickly to face me, rolling herself with each pounding boom from the speakers. Our eyes met again, her hands slid up my chest and around my neck. "I thought you were waiting for someone" I had to yell out."I think he found me" she mouthed. We stood still amidst the chaos. The lights spun and bounced off of our faces. Time stretched to a flickering crawl. The writhing bodies that surround us suspended by the symphony of neon. Is this what it feels like to be wanted? Spontaneous and carefree?She took fistfuls of my shirt and craned her neck upward. The satin smoothness of her cheek grazing my neck as she brought her mouth the my ear. "Do you want to get out of here?" I didn't want to waste time in wrestling with my inability to speak. I flashed a smile, took hold of her hand and pushed our way to the door.The fall wind was unforgivably chilly. She grasped my hand tightly as we braced against a violent gust which brought a typhoon on her perfume up with it. My heart thumped powerfully throughout my entire being. I looked back at Katherine. The amber haze of the overhead streetlamp made her opulent curls glow. I thought at any moment she would change her mind and fade back into the fog filled night. She and I scrambled down the street. "I don't live far" I yelled into the rushing wind. We climbed the steps to my apartment building. My room was on the main floor, nestled in the very back corner. We stumbled hand in hand down the poorly lit hallway. Her heels on the marble floor clamored loudly. Finally the heavy apartment door with the outline of the number that was once there stood before us.I couldn't wait any longer. I pulled her in to me, intoxicated by the sweet notes of her scent. There was no apprehension, not a single doubt in her eyes. She wanted me.God did I ever want her. We barreled through the door as it smacked the wall behind it. Her gasp echoed in the sparsely decorated room. With a swift kick behind me the door slammed shut. Passing car headlights from the street outside cascaded across the walls. Katherine's chest heaved with excitement. The embers in mine told me to take her. I dropped my keys on the floor and grabbed her thick hips. My hands burned with the desire to explore. I slid each along the curve of her back and pressed my lips onto hers. Her hands worked my shirt buttons free. The tingle of her voluptuous lips on mine felt like fireworks. I tossed away my my shirt into a ball on the rough wood floor, moving my kisses down her neck. Her nails danced hard across my bare back. I felt the zipper of her dress tick every tooth to her to her curvaceous butt. I grabbed it tightly and pulled her tighter against me. I was throbbing now, I made sure she felt me. She bit down on her lip again, pulling my palm across her swollen firm breasts and pressed my fingers tightly around her neck. My pulse thumped in my pants as she slid my belt away. The buckle clonks down on the floor. Katherine's leg teased up into my cock. I peeled her dress down stopping only to kiss, suck and bite her erect nipples. Moans escape her mouth softly. I didn't want to be gentle, the gasps she made told me she didn't want me to be either. I continued downward, making sure I touched every conceivable surface. She jerks me back to face her. Her cheeks are flush. She pulls at my pants button. The cool air rushes in as she pulls my rock-hard cock in one hand, with the other she slides her fingers into her thin lace panties and down between her lips. She stares widely into my soul as she touches herself. Never breaking her gaze, she brings her hand up and holds her wet fingers up to me. I pull them into my mouth, sucking her sweet juices. I replace her fingers with mine, gliding up and down the slippery folds. Rubbing and flicking her clit before sliding back down to enter her. "Oh my god" she whispers as she runs her hand down the length of my shaft. I drop to my knees. I want more than just a taste. I lift her leg to rest on my shoulder. The sweet scent overtakes me. My hot breath on her lips sends chills up her body. Her legs spread wider as I bury my mouth into her. My hand slides up her leg while I flick my tongue rhythmically. I slipped two fingers in, curling them every time I thrust inside. She tangled her hands in my hair, steering my tongue back to her swelling clit. Every lick made her hips jerk hard into my face. "Yes! God yes!" I wrapped my lips around it and sucked forcefully, licking her straight to orgasm. She tightened against my fingers. Her legs struggled to support her as they shook. I didn't stop until she begged me to. Her hair was down over her face. I lifted her over to my bed and slammed her down. I stood there for a moment taking in her perfect curves. Her massive breasts swayed with each breath she took. I felt myself swell once more as I fell down on top of her. My hands gripped her knees forcing them apart. She shifted one leg between mine hoisting the other in my arms. Her fingers wrapped around the base of me. The blood pumped in her palm. She was tight against every inch that pushed inside of her. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh" her moan trailed off until I couldn't push any further. "Fuuuuuuuuuck" followed soon after. I slid in and out slowly at first. I wanted to watch her be overtaken with pleasure. As I went in, she rocked her hips one way, and then the other as I slid out. Warmth radiated deeply as I rammed into her harder. Her juices pushed out with every thrust. My grip on her breast was broken as she once more wrapped my fingers around her throat. The harder I squeezed, the more she tried to scream out my name. " Mark...OH MY GOD YES!" I pulled myself from her, and grabbed a hand full of her tightly curled hair. I pushed myself into her waiting mouth giving her a taste of her soaking wet lips. Her mouth drifted down and back, bumping on every swollen vein. My eyes rolled back. "You are incredible" I grunted. She bobbed, twisted and sucked me enthusiastically. There was a loud pop as my tip was pulled from her mouth. The force of her hand pushed me backward into the pillows. The fierce growl Katherine let out told me everything I needed to know. She crawled over to me slowly, Smiling as she grabbed hold and climbed on top of me. Katherine's hands narrowly supported her, pushing her gorgeous heavy breasts together as she inched down my cock. "Fffffffffffuuuuuuuuuck" So satisfying watching her struggle to take me in completely. She didn't waste another moment. The grinding back and forth motion was done with ferocity. I felt the twinge of painful pleasure erupt from her nails digging into my chest. I stretched my hand wide to grab hold of both swinging breasts as she bucked wildly in my lap. We fused together in wild passion. She was the perfect vision of raw sexuality. Every curve of her body was electric. I felt her start to tense up once more. Her rhythm knocked out of balance. Her screams bounced off of every surface in the room. I was tightening too. I felt myself gorge inside of her. Katherine's mouth went wide, Her body began shaking violently on top op me. I came too, with such force that it nearly made me forget where I was and why I was here.My hand came swiftly up from under the pillow. A passing headlight gleamed in the cold steel blade as I swiped it across her throat. Warm crimson blood cascaded down her sumptuous breasts, spraying everything below. My cut was deep and precise. She was gone in moments. Katherine's limp body tumbled down onto mine. The knife fell from my hand and stuck into the floor below.The inferno raged within me. I feel alive.A confident sigh liberated itself from within me as I drifted off to sleep.