Quick Update: After entertaining the vermin in Fangtasia Eric and Victoria are finally alone.

Eric kicked the door of his office shut. "Victoria, you need to take off those clothes or I will shred them."

I was quite pleased that my vest hit the floor just a few seconds after his. He kicked off his boots, discarded his jeans and sat naked and glorious on the leather sofa. He watched as I unfastened the leather skirt with one hand and wiped at the red lipstick with the remover pads that Pam had left with the other. Licking my lips to take the taste away, I vowed never to wear that lippy again. No point in even having lips if I couldn't kiss Eric.

Eric was in the centre of the sofa, I assumed the plan was for me to sit astride him. I liked the plan. He looked hungry for me and ready for me, that was always a confidence boost. Slipping the bra straps off my shoulders I walked towards him, steady on the heels now, I unfastened the back of the bra and held it out to my side as I let it drop to the floor.

Standing up, taking panties off and trying to look sexy wasn't as easy. The silver panties hit the floor and I stepped out of them with the heels still on. Eric took my arm so I could kneel astride him, with my free hand I reached down to stroke him. So hard. He had been waiting a long time for a release tonight. I kissed him, which after being ordered not to was a perfect treat.

"You surprised me tonight, my pet. I thought you'd be a little nervous?"

"Was I OK?" I was pretty sure he was pleased with me, but a little compliment never hurt!

"Victoria, you were wonderful." I almost missed what he said as his fingers began to tease me just as my fingers teased him. "I think you enjoyed yourself too?"

I nodded quickly, I certainly had! "Ohh! You could touch me like this anywhere at all. Lets try Wembley Stadium next." I whispered in his ear.

Eric either growled or laughed. A bit of both. I lost the ability to talk for a moment as he slipped inside me. I did manage to moan. He controlled my movement holding my hips as I settled into our rhythm.

"How about the moon? Would you fuck me on the moon?" I asked, possibly going a little insane.

"Maybe later, my pet." He kissed me, maybe to shut me up. This might have been a good thing. I was feeling particularly giddy!

I became more serious as he kissed my neck and throat, his hands moving to caress my aching nipples as I stroked his neck and shoulders, rocking myself closer to him. He filled me entirely. I adjusted my knees a little on the sofa, feeling his cool skin and the leather beneath me. I desperately tried to squeeze him as I held him inside me, scratching at his shoulders. I tried to speak, trying to tell him I was close, so close. He knew. Tears blurred my eyes as I felt like I was flying and falling. I think I whispered his name as he tasted me, as I reached my orgasm, as he reached his.

I put my forehead on his shoulder and concentrated on breathing. His cool hands stroked my back and bottom. "Are you ready to go home, my pet?"

"Yes please." Eric's fingers teased my bottom. "Oh, yes please." I repeated emphatically.

He grinned. "I want to make you mine."

"I already am yours! Can we close the curtains around the bed? Hide away?"

"We can. Have you had enough of everyone else tonight?"

"More than enough. They can entertain themselves for a while." I murmured kissing his cool lips as he stroked my bottom, teasing me again.

Then my heart almost stopped beating when I heard the office door click open. Sitting naked astride Eric's knee was not how I'd like to be seen by anyone.

I really should have kept my head down but something stupid inside me made me look around. Pam stood in the wide open doorway. I stared in shock as she grinned at us. Mortified I turned back to Eric and burrowed my scarlet face in his chest. This wasn't happening. Go away!

Eric sounded more amused at the interruption than embarrassed. "Pam, is there a problem?"

"No, no." She said airily. "I have just brought a gift for your little pet."

Eric stoked the back of my head. "Thank you. That's nice but I think she would rather collect it later."

"I didn't interrupt." Pam insisted. "It was clear you had both… ahem… finished."

I think I murmured "No, no, no."

"Enough Pam, give Victoria some privacy please." Eric was still amused but maybe he realised he had to get rid of her or I'd die of embarrassment.

"I'm going. But I must congratulate her on the performance, she made everyone in the bar very thirsty." I heard the door close but I kept my face hidden.

"Victoria? She's gone." Eric said quietly after a minute of me hiding.

I stood up a little shakily and went as quick as I could to drop the catch on the door. I started looking around for clothes.

"You are upset that Pam saw us, but not worried about the whole bar watching us?" Eric didn't understand. I wasn't sure I could explain either.

I shrugged, slipping on underwear and wishing I had thought to bring a fresh pair of panties. "Can we still go home?"

"Of course." Eric finally stood and slipped on his jeans.

When I was dressed I said I was going to the bathroom before we set off.

"No one's in the corridor, you'll be fine. I will switch this off and meet you out there." He went to his desk and computer.

I hesitated before I left the office. I wanted to try and explain. "I had an idea what was going to be happening in the bar. Pam was a bit of a shock."

"She does like to shock." He smiled.

I managed to laugh. "Well at least she's happy!"

I made myself calm down a little in the staff bathroom. I took my hair back down and combed it out which settled me. I put on a little of my more boring lipstick and concentrated my mind on Eric's four-poster bed. Curtains closed, hiding inside, no one else existing.

When I stepped out of the bathroom I really wished I hadn't. Three men came in through the back door, no not men, vampires. It was silly of me to be surprised to see vampires in a vampire bar, but I froze. One of them inhaled my scent and took a small step back. I realised I must be covered in Eric's scent. Eric. That was who I needed now.

Right on cue Eric came out of his office. "So good of you to join us." He said to the three Vamps, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I realised that these were the three with car trouble who should have been on duty tonight.

All three bowed to Eric and they bowed low. Eric came to stand next to me with his hand on the small of my back as they began to apologise and try to explain.

Eric interrupted them. His voice cold and sharp. "There is no need to make apologies. You need to make amends. I hope you enjoyed seeing the sights of New Orleans, you won't be seeing anything other than the inside of Fangtasia for a long while."

"Pam, thank you for joining us." Eric smiled at Pam as she made it five vampires in the crowded corridor. He continued to berate the three late arrivals. "For your cowardice in contacting my child rather than me then it seems only right that she should received your apologies. Pam enjoys apologies. You need to grovel. Really grovel." I glanced at Pam who certainly looked like she would appreciate the grovelling. One of the three seemed to be about to start apologising to her right now. Eric stopped him. "Not now. Not when I can hear you."

I wondered how long this would take, I supposed it was his job so I kept my head down and hoped we would be on our way soon.

A pause then Eric carried on more casually. "So did you find anything tasty in New Orleans?"

One of the vampires was actually dumb enough to reply. He began to tell Eric about a bar they had found then tailed off when he realised Eric was glaring at him. Eric continued with a voice like honey followed by acid. "Good... I am pleased you have fed well because you will not be tasting anything other than bottled blood until I feel that you cowards are actually vampire enough to be able to drink from my customers." Eric began to stroke my back, I hoped this meant we were leaving. Although he usually did that to settle me when I was stressed.

The three vampires nodded and looked pretty miserable at the thought of bottled blood.

Pam looked positively gleeful.

"Have you been introduced to Victoria?" Oh shit, why was Eric introducing me? Why was he trying to keep me calm? I tried to look composed. "I believe she is tastier than anyone you came across in New Orleans." I blushed at the odd compliment, aware that blood rushing to my face might not be a good thing right now. "She is certainly tastier than anyone you'll find here. Victoria, would you mind helping us?"

"Helping?" I knew I couldn't say no to him here and I doubted he'd actually put me in danger. "Of course. How can I help?" I said with no further hesitation.

Eric looked so proud of me! He explained his plan. "My colleagues need to learn how to say no. They will be saying it a great deal over the coming weeks. And they will say no." Eric looked back at them to check their response. "Victoria, if you could offer your blood to them, then they can practice." I took in a shallow breath, I was trying to stay calm as Eric turned to face the three defeated looking vampires. "You will say no. You will thank her for her kind offer and you will apologise for not tasting her and you will be unfailingly polite. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sheriff." They chorused as I bit my lip, then stopped quickly. Any biting was a bad idea.

Eric's hand was still on my back as he gestured to the first vampire. I thought getting this over and done with might be the best thing for me. Eric stood close to me as I stepped to face the first Vamp. Pam stepped behind the three of them. If those two were this worried should I be more worried?

Don't think, just offer. "Would you like to taste me?" I inclined my head a little.

"Thank you for your kind offer but no." The first vampire sounded more like a robot as he looked at the floor. I didn't check if Eric was happy with the reply but moved on.

In my heels I was actually taller than the next vampire, I didn't offer my neck as I would have had to stoop but I said my line. "Will you taste me?"

This Vamp was better at the bullshit. "I appreciate your sweet offering, but I respectfully and regretfully refuse." Pam caught my attention as she rolled her eyes and grinned. She really did enjoy watching someone humiliated.

The last vampire was struggling. He seemed the youngest in human ages, I guessed he was the youngest in vampire ages too. The tips of his fangs were showing. I glanced up at Eric he was impassive and angry, glaring down at the weaker vampire. Pam however spoke in the vampires ear. "You need to learn this lesson." After a moment his fangs retreated and I took my chance.

"Taste me?"

"Thank you but no." That reply was enough for me. I stepped to the side, away from Eric's hand. Eric stepped to the opposite side of the corridor.

"Go and be entertaining." He ordered. As the three left in a hurry, I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes.

Eric and Pam had a quick conversation. "Make sure he drinks a lot of the bottled crap."

"I will, he's very young."

"We should separate him from the other two, bad influence."

"Yes Sheriff."

"Victoria, are you ready to go home?"

I opened my eyes and nodded eagerly.

"Wait." Pam stopped us. "Your gift." She held up a blank looking CD between two fingers. "From the main bar's security camera."

I gasped and snatched it from her. "Thank you!"

"And that's the only copy?" Eric checked.

"Yes, it's excellent quality." Pam was smiling.

"Phones." I babbled. "Cameras on phones!" I didn't want to be on the internet!

"Only two guests had enough presence of mind to try take a picture. One managed to drop his phone in a glass of red wine. One dropped her phone on the floor, I tried to help her pick it up but I trod on it. An accident of course." Pam told her story smoothly.

"Pam, thank you so much!" I gushed.

She turned to Eric. "I like her. She's so much nicer than your nasty, French bitch. Polite. Very sweet. You should take better care of her, Eric. She doesn't even have jewellery!"

I blinked. That little speech was a whole lot for me to take in.

Eric scowled. "Why don't you buy jewellery?" He turned to me as if that was the important part of Pam's announcement.

Pam acted shocked. "Eric! A girl cannot buy her own jewellery."

"I buy what I need, I don't need jewellery. No one needs jewellery." I said at the same time.

I glared at Pam, more worried about her upsetting him than if I upset her. She winked back at me. I really wanted to go home! I didn't even want to ask Pam about the 'French bitch'. I sagged back against the wall.

"Pam, we are going home. Enjoy your evening off tomorrow, text me about those three and if you could avoid telling everyone that I've killed Victoria I would appreciate it." He scooped me up and we were at the car before I had chance to say good night.

As he pulled out of the car park I sank into the leather seat and managed to say "Thank you." I closed my eyes and made myself relax.

"Victoria?" Eric sounded concerned. "How are you?"

I opened my eyes and smiled at him. "I'm feeling lots better now we are going this way." I waved my hand toward the road ahead.

"An eventful evening." He stated. I wasn't about to argue with that!

We were quiet for a while. I knew I should take this opportunity to try and get him talking. "Can I ask a question?"

"Of course."

I purposefully avoided the question he might have been waiting for. "How long will you make them drink bottled blood?"

He glanced at me. "No set time. It depends how they react really... You understand that it was more of an offence for them to hide behind Pam than to be late?"

I nodded and stayed quiet.

"No more questions?"

"I'd be surprised if you answered it."

"Go on."

I think right now was the best chance of getting an answer out of him about this. "Who... who was French?" He had practically asked me to ask.

"My last pet was French. Pam didn't like her."

"Oh." Did I really want to know? A green spark of jealousy was lighting inside me.

Silence.

"I thought you would be full of questions." Eric said. I smiled a little, I did try to avoid doing or saying the obvious around him. I seemed to have managed that tonight.

"Is she still alive?" Damn. That question slipped out.

Eric looked at me a little sharply then went back to concentrating on the road. "I don't know. She'd be over one hundred by now. A hundred and five maybe, I'm sure she's still human. Possibly still alive but unlikely."

I couldn't keep the confused look off my face. Eric was amused that he had surprised me.

"When was she yours?"

"During the Great War."

I blinked. "World War One?"

"That's what you call it now. Back then no one expected World War Two."

Thanks Eric but I didn't need a world history lesson right now! I was more interested in his history. "And she was your last pet?"

"Yes."

I don't know why but I'd assumed there had been lots of girls like me. If the last one was almost a century ago then maybe not. "What was her name?"

"Simone." Now he decided to clam up!

"Why didn't Pam like her?" I wanted Pam to like me, I was sure that would make life with Eric easier so this was an important question for me.

"Victoria, are you sure you want to know? You have a habit of being jealous." And you have a habit of making me jealous.

"Not even I can worry about something that happened early last century!" I laughed, it was true. I was more worried about anyone he'd been around on Halloween weekend than in 1918. "Could you just tell me why Pam didn't like her? Please. I'd like to get along with Pam."

Sometimes Eric liked to tell a story. "Pam was still relatively young, she still fed very regularly. I didn't often take too much notice of human politics but it became obvious from what I was hearing that there would be some sort of fighting. Of course I had no idea how much. I'd told Pam stories of various battles I had been around, she liked the idea of all that easy blood so we stayed in France. We had a house in Paris but I got a house in the countryside in Northern France. Near Boulogne?"

"By the coast?"

"That's it. Close to your English Channel, just in case we needed to get away. The house had a downstairs cellar that we could access easily and it was convenient so I based myself there. The war was interesting to me, new technologies, new fighting methods. I learnt how to use a radio. Maybe I bored Pam a little. She moved between Paris, my new house and the Western Front." He glanced at me. I nodded, I understood, Pam had fed on casualties just has Eric had done in 1066.

"When it was just the two of us living together then Pam and I acted as a married couple." I managed not to flinch as he continued. "We were English because Pam wasn't great at accents then. We didn't have staff at the house but we had a housekeeper and her daughter helped her. They realised 'my wife' wasn't around a lot. Simone was the daughter..."

"Was Pam jealous that you were with her?" I asked although that didn't seem right. Pam certainly wasn't jealous of me.

"No, but Simone was... she became over-confident when we got together. After a while she didn't try too much to hide our relationship when 'my wife' was at the house. Obviously Pam knew who I was feeding from and she didn't care. But Pam would have preferred Simone if Simone had pretended that she wasn't with her pretend husband." Eric paused. "Does that make sense?"

"Kinda." Pam's ego had been dinted by a cleaners daughter! I knew I wouldn't be doing anything to disrespect Pam so I supposed that was all I could learn as far as Pam was concerned. "You fed from Simone? So she knew you were a Vampire?"

"No, not at all. We came up with a disease, it was the reason I wasn't fighting, the reason I disappeared to sleep a lot and didn't eat." I glanced at Eric. I was a little unconvinced. He smiled. "They had more important things to worry about, wars can be pretty distracting. I made sure they had cash and food. The family were well looked after."

"But how did you feed from her?" I would regret this question.

"A little glamour, but mainly I bit her thigh as she came then it didn't hurt her so much."

"Agh! Eric!" I covered my ears! Too much information.

"You asked." He was laughing at me.

"I know, I shouldn't have." Quick change the subject. "So how did it end?"

He summed it up pretty quickly. "She wanted children. I told her I couldn't give her them because of my 'disease', the war ended, her husband was coming back, it was easier for her to stay home while Pam and I returned to England."

"She was married? How old was she?" I was surprised by that.

"Yes, her husband was fighting and he lived. She was maybe nineteen, twenty when I met her."

"So she wasn't a virgin?"

"No, they are not as easy to come by as you would think." He stroked my bare thigh and we were quiet while I concentrated on his cool touch.

I wanted to hear everything. "So you don't know what happened to her?" I saw Eric grin at my question. "Eric?"

"A while later Pam and I were going to try America. Another World War was becoming inevitable. Lots more weapons, tanks, planes! I didn't like the idea of any place I was sleeping in being bombed from above. But I decided to go back to Boulogne, just to see how she was."

The maths was pretty easy. Simone was around twenty years old in 1918 so she was around forty when World War Two was beginning. I let Eric carry on. "She was still in the same village, I saw her but didn't speak to her." He paused. Why was he was still grinning? "I met her eldest daughter though!"

That took a second to register with me. "Eric! You didn't?" I had to laugh!

"Of course I did."

"Eric!"

"I wanted to find things out. Simone was happy, a lovely daughter and two young sons, still happy with her husband, her mother was still alive too and they had a nicer home."

I couldn't get my head away from the mother and daughter. "Did they look alike?"

"A little... A lot." He shrugged. "Pam was right, Simone was a bitch in a lot of ways I probably let her get away with a lot because she was very convenient and... enthusiastic." I shook my head as he remembered. "Her daughter was so much sweeter."

"Sweet?"

"Not quite as sweet as you, my pet." I shook my head listening to his bullshit as he traced cool circles up my thigh.

He had probably taken his pet's daughter's virginity and he wasn't worried about telling me. I was oddly pleased that he was telling me secrets. Even stuff like this was information for me to keep and learn from.

So what had I learned from the French pet? I needed to avoid upstaging Pam and be sweet, convenient and enthusiastic. I could do that. I had heard enough about Simone and her lovely daughter.

"Eric, how long until we're home?"

"About five minutes before we get to the estate."

"Please, could you excuse me a sec?" He looked a little surprised as I moved his hand away from me. I wriggled in the seat a little, tugged down the damp, silver panties and let them fall on the floor of the Vette. "They were getting uncomfortable." I explained as I reached for his hand and put it back on my thigh. "How long 'till we're home?" I whispered.

"My pet, you are making me regret that this fucking car is too fucking small to fuck you in."

I slipped my hand to his thigh. "Then get us home."

I know that was busy but I hope you enjoyed the Chapter.

I'm a little worried that Eric said too much towards the end – but I think he would be comfortable with her by now so I decided to let him tell his story.

I'm sure I don't need to say that reviews are very welcome – I might get to 200 soon! And for this story that is a lot!

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