What We Search For (2 page)

“You really are enjoying
this aren’t you?” Chris asked, as he watched me dance my way through the snow.

“More than I can explain.”
I replied, laughing as I kicked more and more snow. My feet were cold, as the
shoes I wore were by no means designed for this type of weather, but I didn't
care.

“Where to for you?” Chris
asked, as we walked along the main street.

“I guess I’ll stay in a
hostel for a bit. Until I can find a place that is. You?” I replied.

“I have a place lined up.
Was looking for a long time though.” He said.

“Yeah, I’ll have to have a
good look.” I started, “Want to grab some grub tonight?” I asked, pointing at a
nearby pub.

“Why not! It’ll be good to
try some Canadian beer. Around seven sound about right?” Chris added.

“Sounds good to me mate.
Alright I’ll see you there.” I said happily.

Walking our separate ways
I walked down the main street. Everywhere I looked was stunning. Mountains
covered in snow surrounded the small town of Banff. Christmas lights were
strewn through the trees.

People were everywhere
walking along, slowly taking in their surroundings, and looking in the shop
windows with rosy cheeks as frosted breath escaped their mouths. Nobody was in
a rush here. The whole feeling put me in an amazing mood. I had found my winter
wonderland.

Leaving Australia near the
end of spring I found myself in Canada at the end of fall. I had to update my
clothing before I froze to death. To me it was already ridiculously cold, but
apparently it got a lot colder, and people still walked around like it was
nothing.

It was astonishing. I
checked in at the hostel and stowed away my belongings. Sitting on the bed, I
rested my head for only a moment and drifted to sleep.

Snapping open my eyes I
glanced at the time. I had to meet Chris. I jumped out of bed and walked over
to the door, and moved outside into the crisp night air.

“Hey.” Chris said, as he
watched me walk up to the bar where he sat.

“Hey mate. How did your
house turn out?” I asked.

“Great! I was going to
talk to you about it actually.” He started, “One of the guys I’m living with
knows a guy looking for a house-mate. If I were you I’d jump at it. You won’t
get many opportunities, and especially at this time of year.” He said
seriously.

“Oh yeah? I’d love that.
Anything would be great.” I said.

“Okay I’ll let him know. I
told him you would most likely be interested.” Chris replied.

The pub was good the beer
was good, and life was better.

“So every day was the
same. I’d go to work then come home, and rinse and repeat. I was missing something
in my life so I had to get out of there.” I said seriously, around a mouth full
of food. Chris watched me intently, and nodded his head the entire time.

“You’re preaching to the
choir my friend,” He started slowly, “I know the feeling all too well. Nine to
five job with decent pay, and at the point in life where you need to make a
decision about your future. Fuck. I’m not ready for that shit.” He finished
with a sigh.

“I think we’ve made the
right choice.” I said slowly.

“Only one way to find
out.” Chris said, as he flagged down our server. A grin shot across his face.
“Sorry, but could we grab a couple of Burt Reynolds shots and two of your best,
cheapest beers.”

“Sure thing.” Our server
replied happily. Moments later she returned with our drinks.

“Cheers!” Chris and I
said, as we downed our shots.

“I could get used to
this.” I said with a laugh.

Not long into my stay, I
was contacted by the guy with a spare room, and luckily he offered it to me. I
soon found out he hardly ever left his room. His name was Adam and he seemed
nice enough, but I realized my house was for sleeping and that's all. Adam
wanted nothing to do with me, or anyone else, and lived his own very private
life.

Luckily meeting people was
easy, as everyone had such a similar mindset. People from all over the world
came here on hiatus to get away from reality or to find something missing.
Whichever the case, friends could be found everywhere, and all very similar
ages.

My first big night out was
a Thursday. First having dinner and drinks with Chris at what we now deemed our
local pub. We finished up in a nearby club.

“So what you’re saying
is.” I started with a slur, “Is you could get any girl in this place.” I
finished, looking at our newfound friend. His name was Brad, he was also from
Australia, and just arrived yesterday.

“Obviously! Have you not
seen these guns?” He said, with a flex of his arms and a quick grin, “I’m not
sure if you’ve found out yet James, but this accent works wonders. Check this
out.” And with that he turned around looking for a victim.

“This should be
interesting.” Chris said, as he nudged me in the ribs gently.

“Interesting is probably
the right word.” I said with a laugh.

We watched as Brad ambled,
or maybe stumbled his way over to the nearest girl. Leaning in, he spoke to her
softly in her ear, and she laughed in his face. She turned to walk away, Brad
made one final attempt to try and stop her, but she was gone.

Turning back and walking
back over to us he shrugged and flexed once more. “She’ll be back.” He said, full
of confidence. Chris and I burst into laughter and each gave him a quick slap
on the back.

“Don’t worry mate. There
are plenty of fish in the sea.” I said.

“A fish is probably the
only thing you could catch!” Chris added, falling into laughter once more.

“You jest, but you’ll see.
I’ll catch the best damn fish you guys have ever seen” Brad slurred happily, as
he walked back into the throng of people.

Obviously he was a man on
a mission.

Taking his cue, Chris and
I followed him. We flirted with any girl that walked past us and had a great
time doing it. As I watched Chris talking to a girl nearby I turned, and saw a
short girl that seemed to be looking in my direction. That was more than enough
for me. Drunkenly I put on my best face, which I thought was dead sexy.
Truthfully, it was probably closer to squinting with a crooked smile with some
teeth showing, but I stumbled my way over happily.

“Hey. How’s it going?” I
asked, in a deeper than usual voice as I tried to puff up my chest. Looking up
at me, she smiled.

“Good thanks. I’m having a
great night, and how about you?” She said loudly, her voice trying to penetrate
the music. Nodding in agreement, I replied,

“Loving it. Only recently
got to Banff and I’m enjoying the night life so far! How about you?” I was
yelling. I shook my head as I realized I had already asked how she was. She
laughed and leaned toward me.

“Do you want to dance?”
She asked in expectant tones.

"Sure let’s do
it." I replied, finishing my drink in quick gulps. She took my hand and
led me onto the dance floor. Stepping into the crowd we zigzagged our way to
the middle to dance. We jumped to the beat and let the music do its work.

Our attempts at
conversation faded away as the music and noise of the crowd overpowered our
voices. Instead, we danced together like maniacs. Looking at one another in the
eyes, we smiled. We managed to shout at each other enough to figure out our
names. Her name was Haley. She was a fairly short girl with reasonably short
brown hair and a figure hidden by layers of clothing.

Taking her hand I guided
her towards me and kept on dancing. Getting closer to each other, I looked down
at her to see her looking directly back at me. I went for it slowly. Wrapping
my arms around her, we danced together like this for a moment, until I gathered
enough courage.

Lowering myself I brushed
my hand down her back to her ass, and cupping it in my hand, I squeezed it and
pulled her closer towards me. Dropping my head, I used my other hand and
grabbed her by the back of her neck and drew her in.

Our lips met and Haley
grabbed my hair and pulled me further into the kiss. Drawing her in with my
hand around her waist, we kissed, hard. Our tongues flicked vigorously while
trying to be as physically close as possible.

Breaking away from the
kiss we continued dancing, or more like grinding. She turned around and thrust
her ass directly into my pelvis and rubbed against me in a circular motion. She
got what she was looking for when my body responded, as the crotch of my pants
began to bulge.

She only went faster as my
arousal became more apparent. Placing my hands on her hips I slipped one hand
down her stomach and held it in place. Not letting my hand slip, I began to
explore her body with my other.

Turning around once more
Haley went on her tiptoes. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my
waist as she kissed me furiously. I finally pulled back and whispered in her
ear, "Do you want to get out of here?" I asked. Her response came
with a hushed “Yes.” As her breath tickled my ear.

We unlocked from each
other and she drew me through the crowd. I tried my best not to stumble from my
drinking as I managed to catch up to her, and we walked side by side to the
door. I spied Chris in the corner and we made eye contact. He waved with a grin
and Brad emerged from nowhere with a quick thumbs up, and then they were out of
sight. Haley grabbed her coat and we walked into the crisp night air.

Snow was at our feet as we
hurried to a cab that sat waiting nearby. Throwing myself into the car, I
issued directions and returned my attention to the woman sitting next to me. At
closer inspection without the dimness and distractions of the nightclub she was
quite pretty.

Mousy brown hair and small
lips with a rounded face. I could take in her figure much easier now, and
noticed just how petite she was. With my left arm wrapped around her I brought
my right hand down onto her thigh, and drew it slowly up and down.

Not bothering with words,
I caught her eyes with mine. Never getting too close I continued to stroke and
tease her. The mood was interrupted by the cab driver announcing our arrival. I
paid and we hopped out of the car, and the mood resumed.

I picked Haley up and she
wrapped her legs around me as I stumbled my way to the front door. She worked
over my neck furiously with bites and kisses. Fumbling for my keys I managed to
open the door after a few attempts and walk inside. With a quick kick, I closed
it behind me. Stumbling into my bedroom, I threw Haley on the bed and kicked
off my shoes. She removed her shoes with a quick flick of her feet, and I
jumped on top of her.

My right hand stroked her
thigh and ass, and my left held her hair behind her head. Pulling her toward me,
I kissed her violently, drawing her into me. My mouth crushed against hers as my
teeth grazed her bottom lip.

She ripped my shirt as she
hurriedly tried to get it off. Releasing my hold of her I began to pull off her
clothes piece by piece, and we built a pile on the floor.

Now naked except for her
bra and panties she stretched out her arms and locked them behind my neck
pulling me toward her. Drawing my left arm under her, I played with her ass
gently at first, but built in tension and squeezed vigorously.

Withdrawing from a kiss I
worked my mouth down her neck with flicks of my tongue mixed with gentle bites.
Squeezing her hard against me, I licked the skin on her neck and drove my right
arm under her, releasing her bra, on the second attempt.

Unlocking her arms, she
worked her hands to my stomach, and then to my hips. With her right hand she
grabbed my bulging dick firmly and gave it a squeeze. Letting me go, she
hastily helped me pull off my briefs and I sprang to full attention.

Returning one hand to my
bulge, she used her other to push me, forcing me to lay down. From there she sat
up and hopped off the bed and searched for something. Watching her rummage
through her bag a drunken smile crossed my face. She returned with a smile of
her own as she jumped on top of me. She had a pair of stockings in her hand.

Still in her panties she
grabbed my arms and put them over my head tying them together against the bed
frame. Kissing my mouth then my neck she worked her way down to my chest, and
lifting her head she ran her fingernails down the extent of my torso leaving
red streaks. I caught my breath as she dug her nails in and released them, only
to find her grabbing my dick and suddenly wrapping her lips around it.

Looking up at me, her eyes
glimmered while her tongue flicked along my shaft and her tempo slowly
increased. My breath came more raggedly as she wrapped her right hand around my
balls, and squeezed gently. Her left hand she used to stroke the base of my
penis slowly as she continued to lick and suck my manhood.

Her mouth wrapped tightly
around the tip, she looked me in the eyes as she took me deeper in her mouth. I
caught my breath as the warm, and wet sensation was undeniably amazing, causing
my body to react instantly. Her gaze only helped to build my desire.