All week at work was a blur of disappointment. I couldn't focus and everything I touched I broke. I just could not stop thinking about Reg and how much I really wanted him to touch me, and fuck me...I couldn't stop thinking about it!
So much for being a confident consultant, I could barely string a sentence together all week. I was so horny by the end of the week but I refused to even think about playing with myself in case there was a repeat of my screaming for this stranger named Reg. Funny how he didn't seem like a stranger. Also funny how it felt that I somehow belonged to him in some strange and kinky way...was it kinky?
I was so happy it was Friday! Julie -- Jules and I were going out tonight. She was just as dirty as me and we both liked quickies in between drinks, and teasing the shit out of men. This was just what the doctor ordered to get Reg out of my head. Who, by the way, hadn't even called me! I gave him my number! Does he not realize I never give out my number to anyone? Maybe he lost it, or maybe he just didn't like me. No, that was silly, of course he liked me, I could tell. Or was I reading him all wrong? For the love of Pete!!! Would it never end? I need to get him out of my head. Like I said thank God it's Friday.
What to wear...what to wear... Everything I owned for the night life, ranged from slutty to full out whore, I had to laugh. I could wear pretty much anything but I wanted to be extra sexy tonight as I wanted lots of men. Aha! This will work. A nice little pink and white second-skin micro-mini with a plunge neck line that shows off my 38D's perfectly! The dress hugged my womanly curves in all the right places, men loved a nice bouncy ass. Little pink flowers dotted all over the white, made my nipples pop too. I chuckled again as I held it in front of me facing my full length mirror in my bedroom. ...and..for the final punch, these lovely red Italian 6 inch heels which gave me the height that I needed and the men wanted. Guy's always went for the big boobs with long legs types so the heels would help. Now hair, hmmm, I think I'll leave it natural. Wavey long blonde hair which made me look a bit dishevelled, men also loved that bed-head look, which translated to looking easy. I chuckled again out loud, which almost sounded evil. I was going to have fun tonight!
Jules and I grabbed cabs and went to Le Club at about 10:00 pm, nothing happened before then and I think we were a bit early as there wasn't much of a line up. All the sexy itty-bitty-skinny bitches with fake boobs with their hair teased a foot in the air were standing there. Looking like they were looking for a "trick" instead of dancing..I should talk, I laughed.
"What's so funny hon?" Jules asked eyeing up the men in line and ignoring the lineup of Friday night skanks, not a nice description but they weren't getting in my way! I was taking at least 3 or 4 guys outside tonight for a bit of fun.
"Nothing, just sizing up the competition and had to laugh." I said walking to the end of the line. Jules and I stood there for about 20 minutes waiting our turn to get into Le Club, maybe we were good enough or maybe we weren't, that was decided by the big burley ape-like guy at the door. No problem, I gave him the big eyes and a bit of a jiggle of my assets and we were in! The place was pumping! I could feel the bass taking over my body like a new heart beat. The lights were all flashing and the dance floor was shoulder to shoulder, you could barely tell who was dancing with who.
The crowd bounced in unison to the bass of some techno dance music that was so loud Jules and I couldn't talk to one another, we had to yell or use hand signals. Which was cool, I knew the hand signals for let's get pissed. Double hands tilt tilt to the mouth. She smiled and led the way to the bar. Two straight up girlie shots of peach liqueur then a double tequila paralyzer to sip on. We were well on our way to having a great night with a quick buzz to help us along.
We gave each other a wink and motioned we would go off and mingle by making circles with our hands above our heads like we were using a lasso. I found a neon painted post that glowed from the black lights, to lean against near the dance floor trying to look sexy, available but not too much like a slut. Guys liked slutty women but wanted to feel special and we only acted this way because of them...just this one time. I chuckled to myself again. With my drink half gone a waitress in black skorts and a tight white t, glowing under the lights, came up to me. Gave me the one handed signal for drink and I nodded. I mouthed double tequila and she left.
Another two drinks down later I was feeling pretty good if not a wobbly and drunk, I think the shoes made it seem worse. At this point I'd go outside with anyone. I watched the dance floor as more people moved with the music. Everyone was feeling drunk and no one noticed when people got a bit frisky on the dance floor so no one seemed to see what I was looking at.
A couple early twenties appeared to be dancing but on closer look she was grinding herself against his leg. When she tried to pull away he pulled her in close and pinned her arm behind her back. She tossed her head back and seemed to love it more that he was taking control. I shifted from foot to foot feeling a bit uneasy watching but getting hornier thinking about how she seemed to be enjoying herself.
He was kissing her neck as she hung onto him with her other hand. He kept grinding into her and her mouth was opening and closing rapidly so I knew she was breathing hard. All the while no one seemed to notice. With his other hand he exposed one of her nipples by pulling her plunge blouse to the side and dipped down and started to suck on her nipple. This was so hot and I felt myself respond as my own need seemed to build Then he pulled away with her nipple between his teeth and he tugged on it. It looked painful but she was now tossing her head to the beat of the music and everyone probably thought she was dancing. I was getting very moist and my nipples had hardened as I stood my mouth slightly open and breathing a bit heavier. She was cumming he was grinding.
He glanced up at her approvingly and at that moment I was caught. He glanced over at me. I should have turned away but instead I just froze. He just half smiled at me then took his woman in his arms and kept dancing all the while looking and smiling at me. I think he knew I was watching all along and put on a show for me. I was now extra horny but I was so embarrassed I turned quickly to walk back to the bar.
I was horrified that I had just invaded someone's private sexual encounter and was a bit flustered and even more horny than before. Then I walked head first into some guy. He looked down at me and mouthed I'm sorry. I looked away but he grabbed my arm and made that all too familiar motion for a drink. I smiled and nodded. Here was my first blow job, yay! First steps in forgetting Reg, I'm ready! He took my hand and led me to the bar. He ordered tequila straight shots and another of what I was drinking, he got himself a beer...so guy-like.
My new friend was about 6 feet with dark short straight hair and he had the bluest eyes I had ever seen. They weren't like Reg's eyes, a dreamy green...sigh...fuck Reg! I'm not comparing every guy with Reg, damn it! He yelled in my ear that his name was Neil, from the local college. Great a younger guy...whatever, he should be a nice distraction from Reg....sigh...Reg. Stop it!
I yelled my name and took a couple of tries to get him to understand. "It's Mel!" I yelled. "Mel! M..E..L...Mel!" I spelled it out. He mouthed oh! And smiled. Man was I feeling drunk! I motioned behind me towards the door for both of us to go outside. He pulled out his cigarettes (yuk! No kissing for this Romeo) and said, with his arm gestures, after you. I headed for the side door exit where everyone had their cigarettes and parked their cars.
It was chilly outside and my nipples responded immediately by sticking out of my white and pink dress about 2 inches. I thought, this will get Neil's engine revving, and yes he noticed but quickly looked away. Aww, he was shy, how quaint. Once outside I gave him my big eyes and tried to be extra sexy.
"So Neil, what are you taking in college? Something sexy I hope." I giggled and leaned (fell) into him.
"Sexy? Oh Sexy! Yeah, good one!" he laughed.
"Nothing too sexy I'm going to be a dentist." He smiled putting his arms around my shoulders to hold me steady.
"I dunno..." I slurred "I think mouths can be pretty fucking sexy." I ran my finger over his lips then over mine and stick out my tongue and licked the tip. His eyes grew wide and it looked like he was holding his breath.
"Yeah, I guess your right...Mel right?" he said getting the hint and held me (up) more firmly.
"Come on...I know a place up here on the other side of the parking lot where we can talk without anyone disturbing us." I said staggering past cars and using them for support.
These heels were amazing but were not good for walking in when I was drunk...no sir-ree.
"Awesome!" He said and came after me helping me to stay upright.
He didn't seem to care that I was drunk and in fact I was betting he was glad as he probably thought it made me easy pickings. Little did he know that it was I doing the easy pickings to night. I stumbled and giggled all the way to the little park north of the parking lot. I found my "favorite" bench.
"Over there.." I slurred. "That bench. Let's sit and talk a while, it's really quiet there." I said sexy drunk, or tried to be sexy and less drunk. To be honest I didn't really care.
I just wanted to suck this guy off and get to the next one. The more the merrier so I could forget about my Reg...I mean REG, he's not mine. Damn him for being in my head.
"You okay, Mel? Want to go back?" Neil said concerned and by his tone I knew he was hoping I would stay.
