Hot Nights In Copenhagen
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My plane had just landed in Copenhagen. It was a little overcast, but warm. I got off the plane and headed over to baggage claim to get my stuff.
Oh, I should probably tell you who I am. My name is Stefan. I'm from a little suburb outside of Philadelphia. I'm 23 years old. I just graduated college. Wesleyan, to be exact, with a major in European history. My dad, who is a business man and has lots of connections in Europe, found me a job in Copenhagen doing historical research with a professor at a
university. I speak German, so I should be able to adapt to Denmark. Anyway, enough boring shit.
I found my bags, all six of them, and headed off to catch a bus which would take me across town to my brand new, spiffy, European apartment! Wow, I'm glad I picked dorr number three. Anyway. I searched around on the internet and to skip pass a few phone calls I found an apartment with low rent and with two other people, Annette and Lars. Okay, so I'm on the bus ride. It was very nice to see town. It's very beautiful, looks very historic. I'm tired so I'm not absolutely interested. Okay, so I get to the apartment in a funky old building. I ring the buzzer and a tall man, a little older than me, with jet black hair and wearing very casual clothing answered the door.
"Hi, I'm Lars. You must be Stefan." He said in very good English.
"Yes, I am. It's nice to meet you." I responded.
Lars showed me. The apartment was small, with old wallpaper and furniture left over from now deceased grandmothers. It was obvious it was inhabited by 20-somethings. The Annette, who was shorter than me and had short brown hair that ahd been tussled into place with some gel, came into the main living/dining/kitchen room with another girl, about her height with ear length red hair.
"Hi Stefan," Annette said. "This is Sophie, my girlfriend from Stockholm. It's great to see you."
"Hi Annette. Hi Sophie. It's good to see you." I replied.
"Hi Stefan," Sophie said shyly, as she promptly left.
"Hey Annette, show Stefan his room. I have some work to get to." Lars told Annette.
"Sure, follow me, Stefan."
I walked into the room Annette and Sophie had previously walked out of. It was much like the apartment. Cramped and dusty, with two beds. One piled high with books, the other with no sheets, which Annette informed me was mine.
"I'm just changing the sheets for right now. Sophie and I slept in this bed, since mine has junk on it." Annette said.
"Oh, well why do you need to change the sheets if you and SOphie had just slept in it?" I asked.
"We *wink* slept *wink* in it." Annette replied.
"Oh."
Anyway, Annette told me about herself. She was my age, from Belgium, and was, as I had surmised, lesbian. She fixed me bed, and I was grateful for that because I was ready to sleep, even though it was only 2:00 where I was. I did sleep, for six hours.
Annette woke me up and said that she made soup for us. It was very good, and tasted much like my mom's chicken noodle soup. I went back into my room to contemplate. So now I had satisfied my basic human needs. I had shelter. I had sleep. I had food and drink. I had satisfied all but one need. Sex. I was in the mood for some European girls. Work didn't start for two weeks. I had adequate time to blonde, sipping on her drink at the other end of the bar. She looked so alone. I had to talk to her, comfort her, touch her, fuck her. I
approached, with a smile.
"Hi, I'm Stefan. WHat's your name?"
"Miranda." She said with a little grin.
"Nice to meet you Miranda. So, are you from Copenhagen?"
"I'm orignally from outside Arhus, which is in Denmark. But I'm here for college." She spoke softly to me.
"Great. I'm from America. This is my first day here."
"Oh, cool." She responded shyly.
She was a little hard to crack the shell of, but I thought that If I bought her a drink and spoke to her a little more I could get her mad about me. So I bought a few rounds for us, we had some chit-chat about music, college, jobs, family, all the usual stuff. I quickly changed the subject to relationships. She didn't have a boyfriend ("yes") and admitted she was looking for a guy ("yes"). Anyway, I told her I was going to the bathroom and that I would be right ack. I went and found Annette.
"Hey Annette," I said to her. "Would you mind spending the night at Sophie's tonight. I think I'm going to have, um, a visitor tonight."
"Oh, I know what you mean."She replied with a smirk. "Sure, have fun."
SO I went back to cute little Miranda. I asked her if she'd like to come home with me. She gave me a little glance, and replied "Yes."
We walked back to my apartmentand we slipped each other little kisses along the way. I was so horny. I was about ready to fuck her right on the street. We got into my apartment and I grabbed her by the hand and led her to my room. I shut the door, and before she could react, I slipped my pants and shirt off and was lying on the bed, my arms above my head, waiting for her to come to me. She moved over, a little tesnly. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled ehr near to me. I gave her a few smooches. First on the lips, then down the neck. I reached up her shirt and caressed her stomach. All the while, I kept bringing her closer and closer to me. Then, when we were both lying down on the bed together, I let go of her and she was lying down near my stomach.
"Now," I said "if you look down about, you'll see the best thing you've ever seen in your life."
She didn't look down.
"I'm sorry, I can't do this. It's just... not right," Miranda said hurriedly. SHe straightened herself up and left, to my protests. God dammit! I wasn't going to score. Fuck Miranda. I went back into my room and looked in my address book. I had copied down Annette's cell phone number earlier. I called it and left her a message: "Hey Annette. If you want to sleep here in our room tonight, go ahead. My visitor left."
The next day I woke up feeling very pissed off, and still horny. Annette had decided to stay at Sohpie's. I took a shower and put on some crappy clothes. I felt so down. Lars had to go work, so I was left at home. I stayed at home and read my Copenhagen travel guides since I had nothing else to do. At about 1:00, Annette came back home. She came into our room and asked how I was.
"I feel like shit. I had this girl Miranda in my bed last night, and I thought for sure we were going to do it. But she just left me, and said it didn't feel right."I informed Annette.
"I know what your problem is, "she responded. "You do it like other guys, without a clue. Let me show you how to do it. Stand up."
I did. She quickly grabbed me by the waist and pulled me tight. I was a little surprised and unsure of what to do. Annette just smiled.
"Now," she said, "you grab the ass like the this."
She moved her hands down my ass, and rested each hand at the bottom of one cheek. Then the grabbed, hard.
"women like it this. They like to have someone be their boss."
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