A Woman in a Man’s World

He walked with her arm around his as her hand gripped his bicep. He could feel she was nervous. Her look was of sturdy concentration. ‘What is going through her head? Maybe we shouldn’t do this?’ he thought as he looked at her, worried. 
He began to also worry about the people in the club. This was a club where men hooked up with men. Would they let him in with a woman? His pace slowed just before the steps, contemplating turning around. She tugged at his arm lightly urging him to move forward. 

He was confused for a moment and stopped just at the threshold before the door. She turned to look at him, her eyes appearing almost watery. He pushed the hair behind one of her ears, then pulled her close to kiss her. She kissed him back, hard. When they pulled apart he looked at her again. Suddenly he realized he had read her completely wrong. 

She looked up at him, her right eyebrow arched. Mouth closed with the left corner twitching upward into the sexiest smirk he had ever seen. The look in her eyes wasn’t fear at all: it was anticipation. She looked like Athena, the huntress. She was ready to find her prey. He knew he was one of them. He thought of her fucking him up the ass with that toy. All of their sexual encounters and conversations how he had felt like he was talking to a man in a woman’s body. How fucking her was like being with a woman but also with a man. She was more of a man than probably any guy in this club.  

He felt his cock twitch as it slightly hardened. His bulge pressing against the zipper on his pants. She fixed her red lipstick which reminded him to wipe it off his face. Then she pulled him close, rubbed his crotch and whispered in his ear, “I am so fucking wet right now. Let’s do this.” Then she turned tugging hard at his arm with one hand while opening the door with the other. 

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