A dream would be more believable than the following true experience. Last month I was in New York City on business and I was staying an expensive hotel on the upper East side. After a very stressful day of potential clients slamming doors in my face I decided a warm, hot sauna in the hotel health club was the answer to all my troubles. 

Wearing sweats and an old ripped T-Shirt I proceeded to the top floor. As the elevator doors slide into their respective pockets, I was greeted by a three quarter view of a rather plain looking attendant at the counter. The pale skin of her left cheek was blemish free and her dark brunette hair was twisted skillfully into a very tight, thick braid down the center of her back and the end of this rope like plait was not visible. As I approached the chest high counter I noticed that her porcelain shoulders and the nape of her long neck were slightly exposed because of the sleeveless white T-Shirt she was wearing. Stepping to the front of counter a nervous "hello" uttered from my dry, chapped lips. 

Turning, as she drank from a water bottle she was noticeably startled by my presence. Without blinking, and quite possibly staring, I noticed five, fiery red curved fingernails nails wrapped eloquently around the water bottle. Her turn revealed a phone receiver held to her right ear with her other hand which was just as amazing as the first. 

In a soft, pure voice she spoke into the phone, "I have a customer, I'll have to call you back". I apologized for the interruption as she hung up the phone on the counter between us. A graceful tap of her thumb, index and middle finger nails on the base of the phone rebounded to my ears like music from the heavens. She placed the water bottle on the counter and rested her chin on her clasped hands revealing the true length of her gorgeous red talons. They curved over the tops of her smooth white hands almost reaching the top of each wrist. Her ruby red lips peered open as she told me not to worry about the interruption. "After all" she said, "your the only person to come in here all night and I was just catching up on a few personal calls". 

What happened next shaped the balance of the evening for both of us. 

I decided to lean on the counter to prevent my now weakened legs from giving out beneath me. As I did, my right elbow and the bottle collided and the bottle  headed, like a trajectory, in the opposite direction spraying pure mountain spring water all over her smooth tender body.

She was startled, yet amused at the amount of water now dripping from her. I immediately rushed to her aid, grabbing a workout towel as I rounded the end of the counter. She had jumped out of her chair at the moment of impact so we were standing face to face by the time I reached the other side. As I stopped in front of her we were nose to nose. She turned away, obviously reticent about the close encounter we just had. As she did, her thick braid spun gracefully with her whipping across my left arm and thigh. When it came to rest, I noticed it's tightly banded end was delicately balanced directly between her knees. There were drops of water cascading down it like a cold water pipe sweating in the heat of a hot summer day.

She turned back and I profusely apologized for my clumsiness. She replied; "that's okay, I was looking forward to a shower when I got home any way". Fortunately for me, we were face to face once again and this time she wasn't at all fearful of the positioning. Then she reached out her hands, palms up, in search of the towel I was holding to wipe her dripping wet face. As I moved  it toward her she turned her hands over to reveal the 3" curved red talons I had seen on the counter moments earlier. She slid her hands slowly over mine and delicately grabbed my wrists, wrapping her thick, shinny red nails completely around my forearms. She gently pulled my arms up to her face and proceeded to help me wipe the small droplets of water from her chin, nose and earlobes. 

As I wiped her face she brought her body close to mine, presumably for warmth. A faint kiss on my left ear and a whisper of "thanks" came from her smooth, wet lips. As I tried to turn and speak directly to her, she pulled me in closer. Her bear hug was a remarkable presence as we embraced for what seemed like hours. My hands, which were trapped between us were now resting on her warm, soft breasts. As I struggled to release my hands she moaned her dissatisfaction at my attempted movement. 

Her arms pulled me ever  tighter as her hands began to slowly caress my back through the ripped T-Shirt. Her nails began to catch on every small horizontal rip and as she slid them down to my lower back she whispered; "this will have to go". With a swift yank of both hands she ripped the shirt off my back. I was euphoric as I felt her nails begin to slowly scratch my now naked back. Her hands moved like a symphony over  the instrument of my back stimulating nerve endings I never knew I had. I felt the ever present bulge in my sweats pulsating as she turned her palms outward so her smooth curved nails could slide over my skin like oil on water. 

I managed to release my hands from their enviable position on her breasts and I pursued the ultimate bear hug on her. When my hands wrapped around her back I felt the omnipresent thick braid gently tucked between her shoulder blades. As I slid my hands down the soft, still slightly damp rope of hair she moaned slightly. Unfortunately, in this position my hands could not reach the end of their journey as the braid fell far below their reach. I began twisting the massive amount of hair around my right hand with my left. In doing so,  I sensed a moment of pleasurable pain from this still unnamed goddess. With a strong tug of my right arm I evoked a moan that would have woken the entire hotel had we not been on the top floor. Her 3" red nails scratched even harder as I pulled the huge mass of hair down toward her tight ass. 

As the end of the braid came into reach, I released the tight band from it's grasp letting the three soft threads unravel with ease. I let the soft trail down and began the journey of unraveling the entire braid and the whole time she never stopped the scratching symphony on my back. When my hands reached her lustrous neck she pulled away and shook her head like a wild caged animal released from it's cell. Her hair was now a loose, free flowing incredible ornament of love almost reaching the floor. 

She turned around again to reveal  the magnificence of her adornment and my bulge grew ever harder. She reached through her dark long locks with those curved red talons pulling it into the longest, thickest ponytail I had ever seen and her interlaced hands revealed those gorgeous curved, red nails once again. As she waved it back and forth the light reflected erotically on her nails and clean shinny hair. She turned back to me, pulling the long flowing tail over her shoulder and proceeded to taunt me by lightly whipping it across  my bare chest and stomach. Then, noticing the rather obvious bulge in my sweat pants, she moved closer throwing the mass of hair over my head and shoulders. As it fell down my back to my thighs she came in tight and whispered " you like my loooooong hair and nails don't you". 

It took all the strength I had left to answer. "Yes", I said, "your long nails are the most erotic I've ever seen and your hair feels so fucking soft on my back". She proceeded to bend her knees and slide down toward my pulsating penis. As she did her hair slowly moved up my back creating the sensation that it was attached to my head. She proceeded to untie my sweats with her thick nails and teeth revealing my now completely erect penis. She licked the palm of her hand and stuck the nail of her middle finger completely into her mouth. Then, she slowly pulled it out, grabbed my dick with her sweet, wet hand and her nails wrapped completely around it. 

Feeling completely lost in her lustful stroking, I reached up and caressed the thick, dark hair still draped over my shoulders. As I pulled it forward it fell to the floor behind her like the train of an old Victorian dress. She wrapped her warm, soft red lips around my penis and the pressure was building as she shoved it deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her long nails were now scratching my inner thighs and I couldn't contain myself any longer. I reached down, grabbed her luxurious hair once more and came with her mouth completely surrounding my penis. Her nails were scratching my balls as I ran her smooth thick hair through my hands.

Gently rising to greet my eyes, she quickly kissed me on the cheek and playfully darted out of the room. Articles of her clothing gave me a path to follow as I made my way through the club. By the time I found her she was completely naked drenched in hot steaming water in the men's shower. Her red nails glistened with water droplets and her wet hair was streaming down her back.