"Hey! What are you up to tonight?"
I saw the text on my flip phone from Tess while I was in the middle of a game of beer pong with Xavier, the frontman in my band. It was a friday night in the middle of my sophomore year in college. I had been a pretty good student due to my introversion, but since I had started the band with Xavier, my focus had shifted to writing songs and consuming as much alcohol and controlled substances as I could. Hanging out with Xavier also proved to be excellent for my chances with girls as he made me feel more confident in approaching women.
Which brings me back to Tess. We had hooked up a couple times at the start of the school year, but she told me she felt bad about cheating on her boyfriend and it needed to stop. She ended the exchange with "if I wasn't dating Jon, I would totally be dating you". To say I didn't care for that would be an understatement, which is why I hadn't answered the first few texts she had sent me in the new semester.
So, maybe it was Xavier's influence, maybe it was the coke we had been snorting, maybe I just felt like being outlandish, but for whatever reason, that night I felt like calling her out. I tossed the ping pong ball toward the remaining cups on the table, then sent a text back.
"You still want to fuck me don't you?"
Our opponents shot and missed, and as it was my turn I felt my phone buzz.
"Of course not lol. Why would I do that?" Unbelievable! I had to refute this nonsense.
"I charge shenanigans to that statement." Maybe not my finest choice of words, but that's how we talked in 2010. I then decided to focus on winning the game instead of answering her.
"Anyway, you never answered my question. What are you up to tonight?" I ignored her text and played defense as our opponents shot and missed.
"?" She sent as I called an island shot and sank it. Xavier made his shot, so we got balls back and were well on our way to winning. I shot again and laughed at the next text.
"Sad face. I guess you won't get to see me in my skin tight leopard dress." So she TOTALLY wanted to fuck me still! I sent back:
"I'll just take that as 'yes, Sid, I want your penis.' " Our opponents made their shots and were trying to mount a comeback.
"Or it could be 'danggg, that girl wants to get her leopard skin onnn.' " Xavier shouted at me to pay attention as our opponents missed a bounce shot that I failed to block in my distraction.
"Nope. Just 'I want your penis.' " I chuckled to myself as I shot and missed. Then I saw the next text as Xavier shot.
"Whatever. Are you coming or not?" All right then, I was going to get laid!
"Give me a couple minutes." We were winning two cups left to five, so I turned to Xavier and told him he would have to finish by himself. He was having none of it.
"Sid, what is the meaning of this? We have a game to finish and our reputations as table champions to uphold! There is nothing more sacred in rock than a frontman and his guitarist getting wasted together!" I set my phone at the top of the chat, and handed it to him and told him to read. He laughed as he finished.
"All right, forget everything that I just said, this is way more important. Clearly I have taught you well, my apprentice in womanizing. Just remember to tell her up front that you're not looking for a relationship."
"Duly noted." I downed my side drink and went off into the brisk January night.
Five minutes later I was knocking at her door. She had managed to get one of the townhouse dorms on campus, which meant she had a room all to herself and I didn't have to worry about a roommate walking in on us.
As Tess opened the door I took in the view of her. She was tall and thin, and killing it in her leopard dress. She had high cheekbones, a thin nose, long black wavy hair, and dark brown eyes that sparkled when she smiled. Thinking back on it now, I guess you could say she looked like a Japanese version of Stephanie Beatriz. I kissed her wildly as she opened her mouth to say hi. Then I pulled away, remembering what Xavier had taught me.
"Just so you know, all I can give you is physical, I'm not really looking for a relationship right now." She smiled at me in a way that told me what I said should have been obvious to both of us, then recovered and said, "that works for me."
"Good, cause tonight I'm gonna fuck you like a rockstar." I walked in, shut the door behind me, then grabbed her by the ass cheeks and picked her up to carry her to her room as she wrapped her legs around me and started kissing me.
I kicked off my shoes, then tossed her onto the bad and started to take my pants off. She jumped back off the bed and got onto her knees as I was getting my pants off my ankles. She pulled my underwear down and set free my growing erection, then grabbed my dick and took me into her mouth. I let her have at it as I took my jacket and my shirt off.
"OK, enough foreplay, how do you want it?" Coked up me was not the most patient young man, and I was ready to make good on my promise.
"Me on top." She answered back from my waistline, then gave me one last deepthroat as she stood up. She moved to take off the dress as I climbed onto the bed.
"No, leave that on, it looks great on you. What was it you said? 'Danng, that girl's getting her leopard on.' "
She laughed as she put a condom on me, then pushed her hands onto my chest as she sat on it and started to ride me. I didn't do much work at first, my gameplan was to let her ride me until she made herself cum, then take over and make her orgasm a couple times over. I was pretty drunk and still high on blow, so I had more or less given up on being able to cum and focused on making sure she was enjoying herself.
