The Lady in Green

She walked down the dimly lit street wearing a lush green silkily dress. It clings to her body like living paint, contouring and outlining her form. Tonight she is out for the hunt. She stops under a lamppost revealing long jet-black hair that has a movement of its own. Her eyes are onyx liquid black. She surveys the area around her and spots her prey. The heated passion that has been building in her is forcing her like a big cat on the African plains to stalk her prey.
The prey should be easily caught and devoured quickly because he is bound to a wheelchair. The man is oblivious to his stalker. He is intent on getting down to Main Street to get a cab to go his lonely apartment in old town. He is trying hard to avoid the damaged parts of the sidewalk that is keen in deterring him from his goal. His muscles strain at each obstacle that he has to overcome.
Closer the stalker comes now bent on taking out this single man in the wheelchair. She licks her lushes full red lips as he homes in on her prey. She feels the excitement of the hunt. She hungers for the feast that she will have with her prey. She ponders a few seconds as she crosses the street behind him. Should she toy with him before she finally devours his very essence? Should she make him beg for an early release? No, she decided that she would make him suffer a long time tonight! She will not let him escape with a quick release. No, no she thought I will make him last a long time before the end.
The prey finally makes the safely lit Main Street and tries to hail a cab, but not one of them would stop for him. Damn these bastards, I need to get home!
The lady stalker emerges from the darken street and approaches the man. "You need a lift?" She says to him. He looks up at his impending death, "I am getting a cab, but thank you." She raised her arm and whistled. Almost immediately, a cab pulled over. "Here let me help you." She said as he looked up at her, smelling in her scent. Damn that perfume is overpowering! He thought as she assisted him into the cab. The cabbie put the wheelchair in the trunk as she slide into the cab next to her prey. "Mind if I share this with you?" His logical reasoning was leaving him. Part of him screamed to escape and the other part wanted her. "Uh . . . no . . . No it's okay" he said feebly.
The ride took only ten minutes to get to his apartment building. Ten agonizing short minutes to travel from the east side to old town. "This is my stop." He said to the lady. She looked at him slide out of the cab, catching him eying her leg up to her thigh through the split in her dress. The bulge in his pants told her everything she needed. "He's mine!" she said under her breath. Turning to him and bending over at the waist to reveal her ample breasts, she said, "Can I assist you with the chair? I only live a block from here myself." Stumbling for a response, he just nodded. Her closeness to him during the transfer from the cab to the chair was almost too much to bear!
She paid the cabbie and walked back to her prey. "Let me wheel you up to your apartment." She pushed him up the ramp to his first level apartment. He unlocked the door and she pushed him in. Once inside the apartment she started to kiss him passionately sometimes, hard others. She ripped the shirt off him. His shirt buttons when flying everywhere. He reached for her, but she stepped away, "No, no, not yet." She took his shoes off, and then unbuckled his pants. "Time to have some fun now" she said in a low silky voice. Standing several feet from him, she slowly unzipped her dress and started doing a slow hypnotic dance. The dance caused the dress to appear and disappear on different parts of her body. It was driving him crazy with desire. He reached out and fell from the chair. She let the dress fall at the same time revealing that she only had her thigh high stockings on and nothing else. Her timed heart shaped pubic area was damp from the hunt and the dance. She settled her self down on him for a night of long passionate sex. She would not let him off easily, but prolonged the agony for hours. Then as both climaxed he whispered "Honey you are the best wife a man could have!"