Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters, but I wouldn't mind a little time alone with one of the actors… Just to talk…You believe me, right?

Chapter 6 – Encounter with a Stranger

BPOV

When they first put the tickets on sale for the cruise to Mexico over spring break, I was broke. Once I could afford it, the discount was no longer available. Even if I wanted to pay full price, the cruise was sold out. Back then, I considered it a sign that I wasn't meant to go, but on Tuesday I overheard Ms. Stanley saying that her plans had changed and she wasn't going to be able to go after all. I offered to buy her ticket from her and she happily agreed to sell it at the price she paid.

We contacted the cruise line and had them transfer the ticket into my name. Now I have a balcony stateroom reserved just for me! I was so excited! I pulled out my passport and made sure it was still valid then went online to see about booking my excursions. It was a seven day cruise. It was going to leave LA on Sunday night. We would be in the water for two days then spend an entire day in Puerto Vallarta. The next day we would be in Mazatlan. The day after that we would be in Cabo San Lucas. We would spend one more day at sea and then be back in LA on the following Sunday.

After reading through tons of information on the places we were going and the excursions available, I decided that I would take the "Extreme Canopy Adventure" in Puerto Vallarta. It would consist of a "panga boat ride" up a river, followed by a hike through the forest. Then I would rappel through waterfalls and take a ride on a zip line through the jungle tree tops. It sounded like fun! I like to think of myself as a pretty fit person. I thought I could handle it, but just in case, I decided not to book any excursion in Mazatlan. I figured I would spend that day shopping and taking it easy. The excursion I was taking in Cabo San Lucas was a two hour catamaran ride to go whale watching. I figured I would spend the rest of the day hanging out on the beach.

On Wednesday my car broke down and I had to take it to the shop. It needed a new transmission and four new tires. It was going to take them a couple days to fix it, so I had to get a rental car. Of course the old piece of shit doesn't have a warranty, so I had to pay for everything out of my own pocket. The expense was more than I was prepared to pay. After paying my bills, buying the cruise ticket from Jessica, paying for my excursions, and fixing my car, my bank account was looking a little slim.

After my talk with Jane on Thursday, I asked Heidi about doing a dual performance. I was pretty sure I could do it. Jane said it wasn't much different than a solo performance; I would just have a real live man to finish up with, instead of a plastic toy. The thought of actually having a real live man, that wasn't Mike Newton, between my legs made my girly parts tingle.

Heidi said she would set it up. The first thing she did was send out the email to her regular dual performance customers to see if they would be interested. Within the hour, it was completely booked. Two of the viewing rooms were double booked, with permission of the customers of course, so we were going to move the loveseats out of the two solo rooms and move them into the two center group viewing rooms.

I was shocked at the response. Heidi said that some of the clients saw my group performance and mentioned that they would like to see me again if I chose to do group. They were apparently thrilled that I was going to do dual so they signed up.

On Friday, Jasper approached me about car pooling with him and his wife to LA. He said that they were going to drive down to San Francisco, spend the night, then head on to LA to take the cruise. He had his wife, Alice, email me the cost estimates for the trip. I called her and agreed to the cost. Not long after that, she called me back to tell me that the hotel was full due to some convention or something. Anyway, she asked me if I would mind sharing a room with Edward.

"Edward who?" I asked.

"Edward Cullen, silly! Jasper's best friend." She teased.

Edward Cullen!! As in Mr. Cullen? Hell yes! We don't need any clothes for this trip do we? Come to think of it, we don't need blankets either. I would gladly keep him warm!

Thank god Heidi had paid me the night before or I wouldn't have been able to cover my part of the hotel room. The hotel room I was going to share with Mr. Cullen… Edward. I wonder what he sleeps in. Dear god please let him be one of those guys that sleeps naked or in really sexy underwear! And don't let him snore really loud... or I might have to smother him…with my thighs!

On Saturday afternoon Heidi called to tell me that Marcus would not be able to perform with me because they would be inducing his wife's labor the day before. I knew she was pregnant but I didn't realize she was that far along. I had just seen her for my check up a couple weeks ago. Heidi said told me that she made arrangements for me to perform with a new guy named Dante. She said she thought I would be pleased.

To be honest, I was upset at first. It is hard enough going out there and performing by yourself, it will be harder if I have to perform with someone new. I almost told her to cancel it, but then I looked at the rental car sitting outside and changed my mind. Old cars suck!

Monday was a crazy day. The library will full of kids working on English papers. I was wearing my black slacks and white button down shirt. I was trying to look professional for a change. I made the mistake of wearing my black patent leather heels, so by mid afternoon, my feet were killing me and I was starting to sweat from all the running around. I pulled my sweater over my head and tossed it onto my chair. When I looked up, Mr. Cullen… Edward… was standing in the doorway with his mouth open. I smiled and waved. He nodded his head slightly and walked away. He looked like he had seen a ghost. He can be a strange one, that man, but he's still hot as hell!

When I got off work, I went back to my apartment to do laundry and clean the bathrooms. I hated both of those chores, but I had put it off long enough, and I needed the distraction to keep me from stressing over what I would be doing the following night.

Before I went to bed, I pulled out my old bathing suit to see how it fit. It was an old black one piece that I have had since my junior year in high school. When I put in on and looked in the mirror, I decided it was definitely time to go shopping for a new one. There were nuns that wore more revealing stuff to the beach than this! If I was going to be stuck on a cruise ship with Mr… Edward, I was going all out. I was going to show Edward that I was pretty and sexy and well worth the effort to at least talk to. I laughed to think that Kate's Edward was giving me advice on another Edward. Isn't that strange?

On Tuesday work was slow, so I was able to sneak out at lunchtime to get waxed. Waxing used to hurt like hell and leave me red for at least a day. Now, it was just marginally uncomfortable and only left me red for about an hour. Afterwards, I grabbed something from a drive through and headed back to the school. On my way, I saw Edward pulling out of the Salvation Army Store. It made me smile to think that he would take his lunch hour to go donate stuff to the poor. Sometimes the depth of his sense of community responsibility and kindness just astounds me.

Here I am out getting myself waxed so I can be smooth and sexy for a total stranger named Dante and Edward is out donating clothes to the poor. He is so much better than I am. He deserves someone better than me, for sure. What? Wake up woman! He deserves someone to rock his world and make him thankful to be a man! Whatever.

After work, I drove to Heidi's. I was in the dressing room when Heidi came in. She told me that Dante had just arrived and was getting ready. She asked what props I needed so she could have them ready for me. I told her that I had no idea because I didn't know what Dante would want. She suggested that we keep the performance relatively simple. He will sit in a chair and watch me until I am ready for him, so he only needs a chair. I can have whatever else I want. She looked at the outfit I chose and said she knew the perfect thing. Before I could ask what it was, she was out the door.

Today, I was wearing one of the outfits I haven't worn in a long time. It was a black leather miniskirt that laced up both sides, showing a lot of skin, my thigh high boots, and a stretchy blue halter top that showed off a lot of cleavage and had black fringe at the bottom. I debated whether or not to wear the black thong and decided against. It would just get in the way.

I looked up at the clock… five minutes to show time. I took another look in the mirror. My hair was full and curly. My make up was perfect and dark. My nails were perfect. My clothes looked good on me. I looked good… no, I looked great! I tied the lace around my eyes and opened the door to the dressing room. Heidi was waiting for me in the hall.

"You look beautiful! Don't worry, you will be great! You are a natural at this." She said as we walked toward the performer's entrance. "Dante is already inside. There will be no introductions so as soon as the curtains open you can begin. I have already verified that all viewers are in their rooms and their microphones are functional, if you choose to have them interact."

She opened the door. In the center of the rotating platform was a shiny black Harley Davidson motor cycle. It was on a modified stand, so it wouldn't move or tip over. I could crawl all over this thing and it wouldn't move! Suddenly I felt inspired.

There was a tall barstool near the platform and on it was the most gorgeous hunk of man I have seen in years! This guy could give Mr. Cullen a run for his money! His back was to me. He was wearing some old worn out jeans that hung low on his hips, a bandana covering his hair, black sunglasses, and a bracelet just like the one I gave Shy Boy. He was barefoot and shirtless and from the look of it, he wasn't wearing any underwear either. Can I say YUM! He looked back at me and gave me a nervous smile. Could he be as nervous as I am?

Heidi stepped in the room behind me and said, "Izzy this is Dante. Dante this is Izzy. We don't want to keep the clients waiting so, Izzy, where would you like to begin?"

"On the bike." I said as I stepped up on the platform and mounted the machine. Heidi pressed the button that started the platform spinning.

She turned to Dante and whispered something in his ear that made him smile then turned to me and said, "Ok, Izzy, you're on!" then she pressed the four buttons on the wall to open the curtains and activate the microphones in the room. Just as the curtains started to open music started piping into the room. I glanced over at Dante and he had a serious look on his face.

I heard the faint beep that indicated that they could hear me and for the first time ever, I froze. I sat there perfectly still holding the handlebars and looking straight ahead as the platform moved in a slow circle. As the platform rotated so that I was facing Dante, I think he could tell that I was suffering from stage freight so he gave me a crooked smile and said, "That's a nice bike. Is it yours?" His voice was velvety and smooth. It seemed familiar and comforting but I don't know why. It was just what I needed to snap me out of it.

I said, "Yes, I love to ride it." I ground myself against the seat and said, "I love the way it feels between my legs." I arched backwards so I could lie across the seat, letting my head hang off and said. "I love the feel of wind touching my skin. It's so titillating." I ran my hands from my waist up to cup my breasts. I could feel my nipples harden.

I sat up and dismounted the bike making sure the audience got a good view of my ass as I did it. I stepped off the platform and walked along the windows as I made my way over to him. "Would you like to sit on my bike?" I took Dante's hand and paraded him in front of the windows before leading him up on the platform and letting him get on the bike. I wanted the women to get a good look of his beautiful body. When he mounted the bike and grabbed the handlebars, I moaned. "Mmmm, you look so good on my bike." I ran my fingertips across his back as I walked around the bike to the side that was getting ready to face the windows.

I spread my legs and bent at my waist, keeping by back flat, "I love to see my reflection in the chrome" I pretended to check my hair as the platform rotated giving everyone a good view up my skirt.

I walked around to the back of the bike. "I love the smooth leather seat." I ran my hands forward on the seat and grabbed his ass, giving it a little squeeze. It felt good in my hands. He didn't see it coming so he gasped. I gave him a seductive smile as I walked to the front of the bike. "What do you think about my headlights? Do you like my headlights?" I said with one hand on the headlight of the bike and one hand caressing my nipple and giving it a little pinch.

Dante licked his lips and said, "Very nice."

"Sometimes, when I'm riding, I like to reach forward and slide my finger along the edge of the headlight to feel the heat coming off of it. Would you like to touch my headlight?" I used both palms to squeeze my breasts together a little as I licked my lips.

He reached forward and ran his thumb in a slow circle around my right nipple then gave it a little pinch. Damn, that felt good! We both moaned at the same time. I walked around to the back of the bike and climbed up on the seat behind him. "When you are riding on the back of a bike, you have to hold on tight, so you won't fall off." I slowly slid my arms around his waist and pressed my body against his back. When the bike spun around giving the audience a better view I slid one hand down and cupped his dick. "You have to hold on to whatever you can get a grip on."

When I grabbed him he let his head fall back and he moaned again. I could feel that his dick was already getting hard. It felt good in my hand so I gave it another quick squeeze before letting go and leaning back. I pulled my legs up and locked them around his waist, hooking my feet together in front of him and leaned back again so I was hanging upside down off the back of the bike. "You have to make sure you are wearing secure clothing. With all the wind, you never know what is going to fly off." I untied my top and let it fall to the floor. I caressed my nipples again and moaned before sitting up and rubbing them against his back. I heard him hiss when he realized that I was rubbing him with my bare breasts.

I unhooked my feet and let one of them fall to the side while I used the other to help me spin around to the front side of him. As soon as I started moving, Dante realized what I was doing and helped me maneuver around his body. He slid back in the seat a little to give me some room. Now I was facing backwards on the bike with my legs wrapped around him.

"Riding a bike isn't always fun, though. Sometimes the wind and bumps in the road can make my nipples feel dry and cold. They need something warm and wet to make them feel better." I leaned back against the gas tank and held onto the handlebars and Dante leaned forward and took my nipple into his mouth and began to suck it. I gasped and moaned "Oh, yeah! Just like that!" He moved to the other nipple and started working the first one with his fingertips. I was breathing hard and moaning. I was also getting extremely wet. This was so much better than anything Mike Newton has ever done to me!

After a few minutes of his mouth paying expert attention to my breasts, I was ready for more. Let's see what else his mouth can do. I slid up the gas tank, until I was backed all the way against the handlebars, and slid my skirt up my hips. Dante leaned back and rubbed his cock through the front of his jeans while staring at my pussy. "All the vibration from the engine can make my pussy ache for attention."

Dante reached forward and ran one finger along my wet slit then put it into his mouth and moaned. I think I moaned with him. I was so turned on I almost forgot we were performing. He slid a little further back on the seat, so he could lean down and place a soft lingering kiss directly on my clit. He held it for just a moment then lifted slightly and blew across it, causing me to hiss. When his head dipped back down, his tongue parted my folds and swirled in a circle around the edge of my opening. I screamed out and tossed my head back. "Oh god, that feels good!" His tongue slid forward and circled my clit, teasing it and then went back down to circle my opening again. "Shit! Oh yes. That's it!" This time when his tongue moved up to my clit, he started flicking it with the tip of his tongue and then sucking it lightly before flicking it again. I threw my head back and was screaming out in pleasure. I was so worked up I was getting close to cumming with just his tongue.

Without stopping his tongue, he slid the other hand down so he could slide one finger inside of me. "Oh, yes! Lick me, baby, don't stop!" He slid another finger in and started pumping them in and out of me. I felt the muscles deep inside clench down on his fingers. He sucked on my clit hard and scraped it lightly with his teeth. I screamed out, "Oh, Fuck! I'm cumming baby, don't stop!" My body started to spasm and I think my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

When the tremors subsided, he moved back up my body to my breasts and started sucking them again. His hands caressed my body, cupped my ass, and stroked my tender pussy until I was ready to keep going. With my legs still wrapped around his waist, he picked me up and slid off of the bike and then stepped off of the platform to grab the barstool before walking us around and positioning us directly in front of the windows. He put the barstool down and pulled my skirt off of me before placing me on the stool so I was facing the windows. He then walked around to stand behind me. He shifted my hair to the side and started kissing my neck while his hands caressed my breasts and teased my nipples.

In my reflection, I could see that my body was still flushed from my orgasm. I watched our reflection with fascination as his hands slid down my stomach and spread my legs wide. "So beautiful", he whispered in my ear. "So soft," His fingers made their way down to stroke my clit some more, "So delicious." My hands were caressing every bit of his skin that I could touch… His cheek, his neck, his shoulder, his arms. He reached up and placed his hand over mine locking our fingers together and sliding them down so that we each had a finger inside me at the same time. The sensation was so erotic. I had never felt anything like that. Before I knew it, I was moaning again.

He spun the bar stool around so I was facing him, with my back to the mirrors and started to kiss me. His tongue explored my mouth like it had previously explored my pussy. I could still taste myself on his tongue. I found my hands sliding down and unbuttoning his jeans. I slid the zipper down slowly running a finger along his length in the process. He moaned. I reached inside and wrapped my hand around him. He was huge! I had never been with a man so big in my life. You have only been with one other man before and that was Mike Newton, so that hardly qualifies for "man"! Shut up!

He reached in his pocket before dropping his jeans to the floor and stepping out of them. I glanced down at his beautiful dick and licked my lips. He lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist and moved around so he was sitting on the bar stool. With me in his lap, he had easier access to take my nipples into his mouth again. He sucked and teased them while his hands roamed my body. I wanted him so bad it hurt.

He finally stopped teasing my nipples and said, "Are you ready for me, Izzy? Are you ready for my dick?"

"Mmm, yes!" I said with a moan.

I heard the condom wrapper tear. He reached down between us and managed to put it on with one hand while holding me around the back with the other, so I wouldn't fall off. I felt him position himself at my entrance. "Oh yes, Dante, give me that big hard cock!"

He pushed into me slowly. Holy shit! That thing was huge! We both moaned as he pushed his way part of the way in and had to pull out before pushing in further. "Fuck, Izzy, your pussy is tight!" On the third try, he managed to get all the way in, or so I thought. He let me set the pace and depth as I moved up and down on top of him while he played with my nipples. When I started to speed up, he lifted me off of his lap. I think I actually whined at the loss of sensation.

He spun me around and bent me over the stool, "Enough play! It's time to fuck!" He said, between his teeth as he gripped me by the hips and thrust into me from behind, going even deeper than before.

I screamed out in pleasure, "Oh fuck! Oh, yes! Oh, Dante, don't stop!" Out of the corner of my eye, I notice the green light on the right wall window go out. It looks like they finished up nicely.

Dante started pounding me furiously. He was grunting and moaning and I was screaming along with him. The light on the far left went out. Knowing that I was the inspiration to get them off gave me a sense of power that was indescribable. He kept pounding. My tits were shaking and I was screaming. He grabbed me by the shoulder and lifted me up slightly. "Look at the mirror, Izzy! Those people on the other side of that mirror are watching you get fucked! Do you want to hear them, Izzy? Do you want them to press the button so you can hear them in there?" Dante said with a strained voice as he continued to fuck me.

"Yes! Oh god yes!" I screamed out. I could feel my climax coming on hard. Suddenly the red light came on from the center room on the right. And I was surrounded by the sound of people fucking. Women were screaming, men were moaning. The red light for the other room came on too. Now there were even more voices.

Dante screamed out "Cum for me Izzy! I'm almost there," and he reached around and pressed his thumb on my clit while he continued to fuck me. The combination of sounds all around me, his huge dick, and the sensation of him pressing on my clit did me in. One last scream of, "Oh fuck! I'm cumming! Oh! Oh!" and I was done for.

The other rooms quieted. I could hear people panting and talking lightly. I wasn't paying attention to what they were saying. My bones had turned to jelly. The green lights went out and the last two curtains closed before he even pulled out of me. He let go of my hips and made sure I could stand before pulling off the condom and stepping into his jeans. I picked up my skirt and top and opened the door, grabbing the robe hanging by the entrance and put it on.

I turned to Dante and said, "Thanks. That was amazing." And then I headed for the women's dressing room.

He said, "Yes, it was. Thank you." As he turned to walk away, he said something under his breath that sounded like, "I told you I was bigger than that toy." What was he talking about? Maybe he was talking to someone else. Hmmm.

By the time I showered and got dressed in my street clothes, Dante was gone. Heidi said that the clients were extremely pleased with the performance. She also said that she overheard a few of them talking about purchasing motorcycles. I thought that was funny. What a sales pitch!

The money was great. It was even more than I expected, but the sex was even better! My girly parts were doing a happy dance all the way home! If I would have known sex could feel that good I would have dumped Mike years ago! Hell, I would have never dated Mike in the first place!

On a whim, I drove by Mr. Cullen's house. His car was there but the lights were still on inside. I guess I'm not the only one that had a late night tonight. He really should try to get some sleep!

When I made it home and climbed in bed, I started thinking of men. Now that I had a taste of a real man, I knew I needed to find one. Ideally, I would want one that looked like Mr. Cullen, was sweet and caring like Shy Boy, and could fuck like Dante! Now, where do I find someone like that?

A/N – Happy Tuesday! I hope everyone is ready for the holidays. I know I am not! This Christmas has been chaos on a cracker! Only a few days to go!

A big thanks to Vicki (NoWayWithWords) for being my wonderful beta and support system! She has finally broken out and posted her first story. It is a wonderful one shot called, Remission. .net/s/5600513/1/Remission

I think she did a great job with it. It's the perfect story if you are feeling a little moody.

OK… On to other stuff… Can you believe they still haven't figured out who each other is yet? Don't worry… They do figure it out eventually. I promise there is plenty of smut and drama to come, so stay tuned my friends!

Until next week… Happy Holidays to all!

A Little Distracted

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