My Adult Yarn

(Another follow up to a previous story)

After dating free for a number of months, Stacy began to feel like she needed something that would go somewhere, be it shallow or be it her first love. She felt as though the relationships she had previously were not truly love and as if something was missing.

Stacy walked down the hallway of her apartment, asking herself aloud, "Is dating free really what I want? I guess I'm not ready to be tied down or that I'm expecting a proposal right away... So maybe I'm destined to be the proverbial queen of dating free for a while longer yet."

She stepped into the elevator and pushed the button to one floor higher, up to the floor above her.

"Fuck... I still can't believe he's only one floor above me and I've never met him," she said to herself, "At least that's about to change."

She stepped out of the elevator with her fingers crossed and headed down to apartment number 471. She quickly made sure that not a single hair was out of place as she happily but nervously knocked on the door. She waited a few brief seconds which felt like an eternity as the man opened the door.

"Is this the end of dating free for me?" Stacy quickly asked herself.

A tall man with dark hair opened the door.

"Stacy?" he asked with a smile, "I'm Zayne. Come right in."

She offered him her hand to which he responded by raising it and kissing it. He lead her towards the couch.

"Have a seat," he said, "What do you drink?"

"Oh, anything really," Stacy answered, "I'll have a vodka stinger."

Zayne smiled at her choice of drink and replied, "Coming right up," as he mixed a vodka stinger and a rum and coke. He brought them over to the couch and sat next to Stacy.

"Thank you," she said as she took her drink.

"My pleasure," Zayne said, "So you're int-"

Stacy, stuck on the words "my pleasure" cut him off, "Oh, you have no idea just how much."

Zayne stopped instantly and smiled with one slightly raised eyebrow at the thought of what Stacy just said. Stacy quickly finished off her vodka stinger and planted a kiss on him. She began undoing his belt and pants and reached down into them to feel something she hadn't felt for a long time.

"I've been... Starved lately," Stacy claimed.

"Well then, by all means..." Zayne replied as he leaned back and allowed Stacy to put her mouth to work through the rest of the night.