Chapter 2
It was the following Saturday. I hadn't managed to cancel my date with Max because as hard as I searched for it I couldn't find the business card Max had handed me the first time I met him. I would have to just wait till he got here to tell him that I wouldn't be able to go out with him.
Around six, I got into the shower before I could proceed to dress and be ready for my night out with the girls. I had barely rinsed off the soap when I heard the doorbell ring. It was still too early for it to be Max; it had to be Kylie who had showed up earlier than planned.
I wrapped a towel around my body, headed to the door, unlocked it and walked back towards the bathroom.
"You're early babe. I was in the shower."
"Well, I hoped to catch you like this; didn't think it would
actually
happen though."
I wiped the water from my eyes and noticed that it was Max who had entered and not Kylie like I thought. Instantly I was very aware of my nakedness and tugged the towel tighter around my body.
"Ummm... I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else." I managed to utter.
"So you had a little romp planned with someone before our date?" He said, sounding a little angry.
"What! No, no. No, that's not what I meant." Why was I panicking? I didn't owe this man any explanation.
"I thought you were my friend Kylie. She tends to show up unexpectedly like this." I bit my lip and added quietly, "like the other night."
"Unexpectedly, huh?" He asked.
"Yes." I replied enthusiastically.
"So why did you say I was early?"
Oh god! I thought to myself. Here's where I explain to him that I was going to stand him up. I had hoped to be dressed while having this conversation. Somehow being naked was taking its toll on my confidence.
"Can I get dressed first?"
"Is that germane to the question somehow?"
"No, but I'd just feel a little more comfortable if I wasn't this naked right now."
"Funny you should think that when here I am thinking how much more comfortable you could be completely naked."
I opened and shut my mouth. I wanted to respond with something witty or cutting or anything really other than standing around like an idiot, the way I was. I wasn't used to the kind of blatant sexually charged banter Max made it a habit to engage in.
Realising it was probably best to just get this conversation out of the way I clutched the towel tightly against my body and walked to stand behind my sofa- having a piece of furniture between me and Max made me feel more secure, somehow.
"I wanted to call you, but, I lost the card you gave me. I can't have dinner with you tonight." I saw Max open his mouth to protest and so I rambled on quickly with my explanations.
"You see, I had previously made plans with my friends for tonight which I cannot cancel and so I was going to call you and cancel our date, but, I couldn't find your number and I'd forgotten that I had plans for tonight when you asked me for dinner because I really wasn't thinking straight at that time at all and I didn't remember till Kylie reminded me later that night and I opened the door just now thinking that Kylie had shown up early to pick me for our girl's night out. So I'm sorry but I can't have dinner with you."
Sheesh!
I closed my eyes, in embarrassment. I had sounded like some nervous bumbling teenager and not the mature, sophisticated woman in her thirties I was supposed to be.
I opened my eyes to see Max staring at my cleavage. Some time during the wild gesturing that went along with the speech I'd just given, my towel had managed to slip a little lower to expose more titflesh than what I would ever consider decent for a public display. I pulled the towel up higher effectively breaking the spell that Max had been under.
"So, lemme get this straight; you're cancelling on me?" He asked, advancing towards me. The sofa no longer offering the illusion of safety it did only moments ago.
"Ummm," I gulped, "yes."
"No."
"No?"
He had reached around the sofa and was only a step away from me.
"No. You're not cancelling on me."
"B-b-but..." I objected.
"I can join you."
"It's a girls' night out." I explained.
"Which club?"
"The Warehouse."
It was a new place that we'd been meaning to check out for many months but didn't have the opportunity to do so before due to conflicting schedules. As the name suggested, 'The Warehouse' actually used to be a warehouse before it got a new lease on life as a nightclub.
"What time do you need to get there?"
"We'll be going there around nine o'clock but a few of us are meeting up before that to catch up and grab a bite."
He looked like he was weighing his options before he said, "Okay," and casually walked out of my apartment. The whole thing felt rather anti-climactic. He hadn't set another date, he hadn't asked me for my number or even given me his; after all the sexual tension between us, he had just walked out. I couldn't help but feel more than a little disappointed as I got dressed.
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"Oh em gee! Girl, you are getting laid tonight." Kylie was yelling at Jade who had shown up directly at The Warehouse in a micro mini skirt that appeared to be moulded to her rather generous ass.
We'd arrived there around fifteen minutes earlier. Catching up with the girls over a pizza had been fun as always and made me wish we could get together more often than we were able to. We grabbed Jade and headed to the bar section of the club. The place was really popular at the time so even that early it was fairly crowded.
"Hey, this skirt looked much longer on the mannequin."
"Yeah, but I bet the mannequin didn't have your booty." Kylie teased.
"If you got it, you gotta flaunt it!" Jade said while pushing her butt further out.
"You're one to talk though Kylie. I feel like I've been talking to your tits all night."
Saira pointed to Kylie's top that was cut low enough that you could stare all the way down to her navel.
"I thought this was supposed to be a girls' night out." Kylie laughed boisterously while giving her tits a shake.
"Now all you slags need to take a page out of Nayana's book on how to look sensuous." Eloise was pointing at my outfit. I tend to dress more comfortably than I do sexy so I was surprised to hear her say so. The skirt I was wearing wasn't short like Jade's but was really flare so that if I spun even a little the skirt would rise up to expose my bare thighs. The top was simple but had a deep overlapping neckline which exposed a hint of cleavage but would expose a whole lot more only if I chose to bend at certain angles.
"You're just saying that because you've been wanting into her panties ever since you met her." Jade accused Eloise. Eloise was gay and had been in a long term relationship with her partner since before I ever met her. Saying that she wanted into my pants was an old joke amongst us because they considered me to be such a prude.
"Oh shut up!" I couldn't help myself from blushing. "Let's get some drinks and then find some men for Jade and Kylie to ruin."
We ordered our drinks and then another round. Saira was busy flirting with the cute bartender when Jade dragged her to the dance floor. The rest of us just followed. During the course of the next two songs three men approached Jade to dance with her but she told them that she refused to abandon her girls. We knew Jade well enough to know that was code for 'she didn't find them cute enough'.
"All this dancin' is makin' me thir-stee. Someone get us a drink." Jade yelled. Since everyone else seemed to be too engrossed in dancing I offered to get the drinks. I placed my order and waited for the bartender to fill my order. I felt someone lean over me from behind. The club was crowded but not to the extent to warrant such behaviour. I turned to admonish the person.
"How about a dance?"
My stomach flipped; it was Max. I looked toward my group of friends and saw Eloise was looking at me so I nodded and smiled at her. I made a great show of pointing out my group of friends to Max when the bartender announced that my drinks order was ready.
"Here let me help you carry these to your friends." He grabbed the tray with the drinks and headed towards my friends.
"Hello ladies!" Max smiled at my friends.
"Oh look, Nayana, managed to pick up something more than just the drinks."
"You're a big guy, aren't you?" Jade asked Max suggestively.
"Hmmm. If I say yes, you'll think I'm bragging. So instead why don't you ask your friend to go out with me and discover the naked truth?"
I blushed while my friends giggled at Max's cheeky response.
"So, you've taken a fancy to Nayana, have you? Hate to break it to you but she only dates Indian men." Kylie said seriously. "But I'm a total slag for any hot guy so why don't you dance with me."
"Is that so?" Max asked me with a twinkle in his eye. "How 'bout just a dance then? Surely you can stand my pasty white ass for that long?"
My friends were looking at me. They knew I didn't dance with strangers. They knew I only dated Indian men. They knew I'd never been with a guy younger than me. Dancing with Max would seem totally out of character. I chewed on my lower lip as I thought about what to say. But I didn't need to as Kylie had already grabbed Max and pulled him towards her.
"C'mere 'n' dance with us till she makes up her mind."
I watched Jade and Kylie gyrate and grind their bodies against Max's. I also managed to get a proper eyeful of Max in his laidback but sexy black shirt with a few buttons casually left open. His denim pants looked like a designer variety from the way they fit. And he definitely filled them out well, I thought as I looked at his butt. He caught me eyeing him and snickered.
I was growing annoyed with the way that Kylie was rubbing her tits against Max at every opportunity and was even more annoyed to watch Max playfully swat Jade's butt when she pushed her ass against his crotch. I told myself I was going to need a drink if I was to get through this. I excused myself and headed to the bar.
On my way back to the dance floor I almost tripped over a guy's foot and had to grab him for support even as I spilled my drink. The guy looked up at me and smiled.
"You don't need to fall so hard for me angel."
