The girl

A man named Asther Martin recently returned from foreign country where he has completed his Higher graduation to his country and has opened his own coffee shop near a small market which is not too famous but familiar with the sorrounding area.

His favourite thing is to enjoy life and chatting with his friends after his working hour. And going to club for relaxing and releiving the tension.

And today as usual after completing his work he went to club. Because his friends were busy with there stuff so he is alone today in the star life club.

As he went to club and as he went straight to the bartender and made eye contact with the bartender and said I need one Rum & Coke, Screwdrivers, (vodka with orange juice), Greyhounds, (vodka with grapefruit juice), and whiskey with some kind of soda like Jack and Cok.

The bartender said yes sir please wait.

And Asther went to the sofa and after few minutes the waiter came with his drinks and said " Enjoy your drinks sir"

Asther as usual was drinking cocktail and was gazing people dancing on the stage and looking at every corner of the bar like enjoyed looking at it, and suddenly he looked in the dim light and he realized that at a booth in the corner, there was a person lying down, and it was even a young lady.

With a mere glance, Asther gaze became heated....

Under the dim light, the soft jet-black hair hung from the sofa down onto the carpet, a white one-piece dress wrapped over the beautiful curves, which were like soft and beautiful waves.

After moving closer, Asther could smell an alluring body scent which brought with it a mix of jasmine and alcohol.

The woman seemed to be very drunk. Her fair hand held onto a wine glass, yet her body weakly leaned against the sofa lightly, and shifted about from time to time. That well- rounded butt of hers formed a captivating curvy line.

Asther walked up to her, supported the woman up, and shifted away the messy hair covering her face, revealing a drunk and flushed pretty face. What made Asther astonished was, this woman's looks were actually prettier than Alen the girl who he met earlier. Whether it was that beautifully sculpted face, or the cool elegance and allure from being drunk, either was enough to make any man lose himself.

However, a gorgeous beauty of this level also made Asther feel perplexed. How could this kind of woman be a prostitute? But if she's not a prostitute, why would she drink with those people till she's dead drunk? Moreover with a lustful and ardent expression.

The woman seemed to have been drunk, without waiting for Asther to ponder further, she casually grabbed hold of Asther's shirt collar, then her tender and beautiful lips which were like fresh flowers came kissing.

But because she was unable to find the target, the woman's kiss only landed on Asther cheek, then slid away.

Asther was stimulated by that ice-cold yet soft contact on his face to the point where he felt like he was burning all over.

Seeing this beautiful and delicate lady's limpid expression, with a captivating appearance that anybody would want to take ownership of, he then thought.

He himself wanted to indulge for a night, why think so much? Embracing the soft and delicate body with force, he fiercely kissed onto the woman's fragrant lips.

"Wu..." The woman let out a low moan, seemingly bitter about Asther barbarousness, yet seemingly joyful about having her tongue being wrapped around.

When the morning light shined its way through the mottled windows and into Yang Chen's home, Asther swayed his head in a daze.

He wanted to get up, but suddenly felt something soft wrapped around him. Asther who immediately turned clear-headed looked down, sure enough, it was the drunk woman he brought home last night. At this moment a lotus-like arm hugged onto his waist.

Beneath the blanket, a pair of plump breasts squeezed onto his thigh, that exquisite point of contact felt as smooth as velvet. A pair of white and delicate thighs unreservedly coiled around his lower body, faintly revealing that alluring butt line, with some traces of last night's indulgence.

Perfectly matching with the woman soundly asleep was that innocent and absolutely beautiful face, which made Asther can't help but lament, among all the women he has met in his lifetime, this woman is definitely capable of entering the top 3.

Just as Asther was lamenting this heaven-sent art piece of a lady's figure, out of the corner of his eyes, he abruptly saw that at the tail-end of the bed, there was a dry red bloodstain on the bedsheet! His heartstrings being pulled, Asther frowned as he looked at the woman who still looked indifferent, somewhat surprised.

This blood obviously wasn't bled by him, but it was truly unexpected, a beauty that was that deranged was actually still a virgin.

Many things when thought after it happened would seem obvious at a glance, Asther quickly understood, it was very likely that the baldy from yesterday drugged her.

If it wasn't for him scaring of that bunch due to various causes, this beautiful black-haired lady would've been the baldy and gang's prey.

It also had been because he drunk too much yesterday, as he did not notice this peculiarity even after getting on the bed.

Just as Asther sat on the bed thinking of how to handle this situation, the woman who slept on him finally woke up.

After the woman opened her eyes in bewilderment, she lightly lifted her head, and saw Asther calmly looking at her. The man standing in front was very unfamiliar, yet also felt familiar.

In her nose, there was a heavy scent of a man's body and something else. Doing her best to think through what was going on, the disjointed scenes of last night surfaced in her mind....

The woman quickly understood how everything came to be! After Asther learned that she was not a prostitute, he was very curious as to what reaction this woman might have, screaming? Beat and scold him? Call the police? Or even extortion? If that were the case, Asther wouldn't feel any guilt, she may do as she pleases.

If it weren't for him, she would've been the cleansing tool for a bunch of men. If she had to blame she could only blame herself for not being careful, mistakenly trespassing a wolf's den.

However, the woman's reaction was mysteriously tranquil. She unhurriedly sat up, under the dull sunlight, she got out of the blanket revealing that white jade sculpture-like sexy figure.

The visual attack made Asther breathing turn deep and heavy. On her body there were even lovebites, red imprints of spanking, and even some viscous remains from a man, these could let one's imagination run wild.

The woman got off the bed without the slightest bit of awkwardness, and even her fragrant lawn could easily be seen.