Dedicated to @JaysArmy whose stories I just love to read.

Ashley was completely self sufficient about her dating life and she hadn't wanted anyone to set her up with anyone.

Ok. Who was she kidding? She needed her best friend's help to get laid. This was what her life was, she worked as a company secretary to Mr. Richards, owner of a construction company here in Seattle. He was old, old enough to be her grandfather and yet he lived a more exciting life than she did.

People thought she was so lucky that she worked at a construction company with hot and sweaty construction workers prancing around but in reality, the closest she came to any construction worker was when they came around protesting in the office asking around for more pay. The only people she sees in office is Mr. Richards, the cleaning lady, and Mr. Jason, company's 50-year-old accountant.

She entered the club and felt a wave of anxiety fill through her. This was totally not her scene and she felt utterly uncomfortable in that place but Deb said it was a great place to meet. No one could see each other's face properly and less make up was needed.

She felt awkward and out place in her work clothes, a plain white shirt and a form-fitting black skirt, she didn't have enough time to go home and change and she felt like she didn't need to.

Deb said that he must be wearing blue.

But everything here is blue, the floors, the interior. How was she going to recognize him?

She saw a couple of people she knew. She waved at them and they waved back. The wave of anxiety toned down a bit by seeing them.

She scanned the room. It was pretty early in the club. Many people were sitting on the table having drinks and simply chatting. She checked her watch it was 8.59.

If he is not here in the next 15 minutes I will leave this place, go home, change into panda pajamas and cry to sleep, the daily routine! She mentally decided.

She scanned the room once more and something or rather someone caught her eye.

A really bulky man was sitting at the bar in a blue shirt and looking around the room.

That must be him, Josh, looking for her.

Her heart fluttered, he is really sexy, a little rugged but sexy.

She watches him a little bit more closely.

Fuck, he has a beard!

Tomorrow she needed to take Deb out for a 'Thank you' dinner.

She walks towards him, her heart beating fast.

She stood in front of him,"Hey, umm... Hi I am Ashley"

He was caught up in his thoughts when he hears a pretty girl talk to him. Then his eyes roam all over her. This is a very pretty lady, he thought. Her eyes were big and her face was filled with nervousness.  Do I know her from somewhere? he thought.

"Hi, I am.." He said.

"Josh, I know, thankfully Deb told me your name," She said excitedly. He looks confused. Josh? Deb. Is she high? He saw relief wash through her. She gave him a big smile which he genuinely liked. He decided to play along.

"Deb?" He asked. Ashley was still standing in front of him.

"Uhh.. I am sorry, only a few people call her Deb, I am talking about Deborah" She told him her best friend's given name.

"Oh yes, yes, Deborah. Please take a seat" He said still unsure. He hated lying to get a girl and also he was not that desperate but he wanted to talk to Ashley now. He wanted to figure out where did he know her from.

"I hope you weren't waiting here for long," She asked genuinely. She hated being late.

"Just a while, so Ashley what do you do?" He asks seductively and watches her blush.

"I work as a secretary at a construction company," She said cautiously. Not many people want to date a boring secretary,"What do you do?"

"I am a freelance writer. I have my own column in Seattle Times" He said. With a body like his, she would have pegged him for someone who was more into manual work not intellectual. So Deb had some friends who actually had brains.

"Wow. When can I read it?" She asks curiously as she wants to confirm he is bluffing or not. One can't expect a man to be honest on a blind date no matter how sexy he is.

"If tonight goes good, do check next Sunday's Times, page number 8." He said slyly.

"I will surely read it don't worry" She winked at him.

They glanced at each other and smiled. The conversation grew along with the number of vodka glasses on the table.

Ashley missed having talks like this, having a date like this, where conversation never dried out. The last six dates she had been in were distaurous and had led her to a state of sexual frustration. Maybe seven was her lucky number.

He asked if she wanted to dance and she nodded. He took her hand and walked towards the dance floor which was now packed. As they walked into the crowd she started getting nervous with all those bodies touching hers.

Josh seemed to sense her nervousness and quickly pulled her to his chest, wrapped his arms around her from behind and walked towards the centre of the dance floor.

She groaned when his breath started caressing back of her neck as they walked through. It has been months since she was near a man. All other blind dates Deb set her with were pansies. He increased his hold on her as if he was trying to sense in her scents.

He turned her around as they reached the middle of the dance floor, his bulky hands now resting on her waist. She looked into his eyes to see lust that was so primal that she could feel her insides burning.

She felt her legs go weak. She gripped his arms a little bit tight to steady herself. Their holds on each other were so tight that she could feel each and every part of them joined together making her moan.

He enjoyed that feeling as well. It was nice to feel some softness. He liked his women soft and not muscular.

They started swaying to the music. Enrique's Dirty Dancer was on the loop and they were dancing dirtier than the song. She closed her eyes to grasp this feeling.

She opened her eyes to see him looking intently at her. He may not be the prettiest face but he was handsome in his own way. He leaned forward and placed his lips on hers.

The kiss was short and satisfying. She looked at him. She knew her eyes were begging for more. He complied and kissed her again, this time biting on her bottom lip a little too hard. She opened her mouth to scream but he pushed his tongue into her mouth attacking her with it. His lips assaulted her mouth in a way that it should have been illegal.

She normally would have stopped this. She never kissed on her first dates but the thoughts that someone was dominating her were delicious. He pulled her more close. Her fingernails now raking his back through his blue shirt.

After what felt like hours, he unlatches his mouth from hers and they gasp for air. She knows by now her lips will be swollen. She looks around to see if anybody noticed what was going on but she sees that nobody cared. Each person is in his own world.

"We know what we want, what if we skip all this drama and get on with it?" He says in his low colossal voice.

She just nods not able to say anything. Her blood rushes to her ears giving her a strong euphoric feeling.

***********

His apartment is a short distance from the club, it is neither too shabby nor too rich. It looks normal which makes her like it instantly.

As they enter his home, he tackles her with another kiss. He pushes her against the closed door. His lips leave her mouth and connect with her neck. She moans as it tickles her little bit. She tries to push his head away from her neck as the feeling is too much. He growls pulling off her hands from his head and pinning them on top of her head.

He kisses her neck and bites her softly his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. She knows it is going to leave a mark. She tries to free her hands but he refuses to let them go. He puts his leg between her thighs and his knee are now rubbing around her core.

She put her head back and moans again.

"Oh Josh"

He stops and looks at her. She is confused, why did he stop?

"Call me Kosta," He said.

"Kosta?"

"My last name," He said and she nods. It's like she is unable to string more than a few words in front of him.

He picks her up bridal style and walks into his bedroom. He puts her down and looks at her to search for any kind of indecision or protests on her face. Finding none he starts unbuttoning her shirt and pulls it from under her. He the proceeds to pull down her skirt in the same manner after unbuttoning her clasp.

Ashley is mesmerised by how swiftly he removed her outfit but then she realises she isn't wearing a matching set. She finds herself standing in front of Josh in her pink bra and light blue panties.

"You are beautiful," He says pulling her to him and starts kissing her while rubbing his hands on her back.

While they are kissing, Ashley starts working on buttons of his shirt. She manages to remove all of them and push the shirt off his body not with with same finesse like he had.

He picks her up and lays her down on the bed.

"Wait we need to set the rules" Ashley interrupts. He looks up at her confused and asks.

"What rules?"

"First I won't take it in my mouth. So I know you won't do it too and that is fine. Second no butt play and any crazy stuff. Third No glove no love"

He looked at her for a second hoping she was joking. When her face didn't show any sign of humour, he realised that she is very cautious. That is a good thing when she is having a one night stand. She is smart. He is surprised. Not that he thinks women aren't smart. God forbid, he knows women are way smarter than him but he hasn't been with one like this for a long time.

"Okay I agree but I want to go down on you, even if you don't want to," He says lying next to her.

"Oh.. uh... ok" She says. This is the first time someone had said something like this to her. Normally people want a return favour so she stopped expecting heads.

"Okay" He gets up and moves on her with his thighs on her either sides. He tries to remove her bra but is struggling to do so.

Ashley giggles as she sees him struggle. He raises his eyebrows at her and with a smirk snaps her bra in two.

Her eyes widen looking at his primal action. He stoops low and takes one of her nipple in his mouth while pressing the other one.

"Oh Josh" She moans.

He bites her nipple harshly. She yelps loudly and remembers.

"Kosta" She whispered.

His other hand leave her breasts and travel down to her stomach making circles. She knows what is going to happen next. She regrets not exercising for the last two months. She is embarrassed by the fact that there was some fat on her belly.

But he doesn't notice that. Even if he did, it doesn't matter to him. His hand leave her stomach and reach the intended spot and with a swift moment he tears down her panties.

His fingers rub her inner folds. His lips leave her nipples and travel down to her intimate area. He kisses it softly before diving his tongue into it.

Ashley hisses with the mountain of pleasure she is receiving. It goes on for a few minute till she starts shuddering with pleasure. She never had an orgasm when a man ate her. She used to fake them to make them stop. This was different.

He stands up from her smirking, his manly ego swells up when he sees precious Ashley come. He takes a condom packet from his drawer and tears it open with his mouth.

He walks towards her and removes his pants and then boxers. Ashley's eyes widen as she looks at him.

"We can stop if you want to" He tells her. He has to fight with his primal instincts to say this but consent is important.

"No. Lets do it" She says with determination. As if she is going to back out now, when she feels herself so close to the ultimate pleasure.

He smiles as he put the condom on his manhood.

He enters her with care. Ashley groans as the familiar sweet ache comes over. Once he is inside completely, he starts moving slowly and then with time fastens his pace.

Ashley screams on top of her lungs telling him how much she is loving it.

She has to thank Deb for finally setting her up with a decent guy.

*************************

How did you find it?

Please Vote and Comment :)