"See anything you like?" Scott asked before taking another drink from his beer bottle.
I took a small sip of my drink before shaking my head.
"Not really," I responded, resting my arms easily on the railing in front of me. "Usually this place is better."
My eyes continued to scan the dance floor of the club before drifting over to the area to the side, covered with tables and chairs. Every seat was taken, although very few were occupied by females that I would be interested in taking home. The place was dim, almost dark, with a distinct "gothic" flavour to the ambience. Over the dance floor, lights periodically flashed out and strobe lights created dizzying effects that made it difficult to successfully evaluate the physical merits of the various dancing females. The music was unlike that of other bars. No top forty here. In fact I had a hard time placing any of the songs, which appeared to be a strange amalgamation of eighties tunes, mixed with techno. It was a unique bar and the clientele was no different. It was hard to explain, but the girls had a distinct "alternative" appearance for the most part. Dyed hair, piercings and fishnets were commonplace, making the atmosphere particularly uncomfortable for the usual "bar star" girls that frequented the downtown clubs.
"Holy shit!" Scott exclaimed, snapping me out of my alcohol and strobe light induced trance. "Look at that!"
I followed my friend's pointing finger to the middle of the sunken dance floor where I soon spotted a pair of girls grinding against each other to the sexy beat of some unrecognizable song. They appeared to be attractive, although the flashing lights made further investigation difficult. I could tell, however, that their bodies were quite nice as both females were showing ample amounts of skin. One girl had dark hair, although I could make out streaks of pink or purple racing through her messy but sexy hairstyle. Her body was lithe and slender, exemplified by her incredibly hot little outfit. Rising up from a pair of tall, black high heels, her legs were adorned with a pair of black fishnet stockings that ended just above the knee. And as if that wasn't hot enough, she was wearing what had to be the shortest black mini skirt known to man, slit up both sides, exposing even more of her incredibly sexy legs. A matching black fishnet top covered the top half of her body, pulled tightly over a meager black halter top allowing just enough of her tanned skin to be seen so as to tantalize any onlookers. And onlookers there were. A quick glance around the bar and I realized every pair of male eyes (and a few female) were locked on the enticing couple.
As the two girls danced closer, my gaze fell back upon them, this time inspecting the dark haired girl's blonde friend. The second girl was not as slender as her companion, with full round curves accentuated by a tight fitting shiny blue dress. It was the type of outfit one would expect to see worn by a stripper and I began to wonder if that was indeed their chosen profession. The slick-looking material clung to the girl's gorgeous curves like a second skin and hugged her beautiful round ass as she swayed to the music. It ended halfway down her thigh, but a series of slits up the sides exposed a deceiving amount of visible skin. Similar slits were strategically located across the front of the dress, giving the horny onlookers an ample view of the girl's more than ample cleavage. Her extremely large breasts contrasted greatly with those of her friend and looked as though they would burst forth from the shiny material any second. Her blonde hair was tied into two long pony tails that hung down past her shoulders.
"We should go dance with them," Scott suggested, enthusiastically.
I just shook my head and took another drink. In my experience, trying to join in with two girls dancing was a suicide mission. And the more provocative the girls dance with each other, the less chance you have. With all that in mind, I figured our chance with those two were less than zero.
Even though I had no intentions of making an attempt on the pair, I could not tear my eyes away from them as they danced. Their moves varied from seductive to lewd as they ground against each other like a pair of horny teenagers. As I continued to watch, the dark haired girl kissed her friend full on the lips before spinning round behind her and gripping her sexy hips. The blonde close her eyes and tossed her head back as her friend ran her tongue up her neck. The dark haired girl then looked directly over at me. And winked.
I could feel something stir in my pants.
"Did you see that?" Scott exclaimed, almost blasting beer out his nose. "She winked at you!"
"Yeah, I know," I responded, trying to act nonchalant.
My body froze and my eyes remained transfixed on the two girls. I wondered if they were simply trying to tease me. I tried to look away but the girl's dark, sultry gaze kept me in place.
"Get out there!" Scott said emphatically through gritted teeth. "She wants you!"
I remained standing in place, casually drinking from my near empty glass. On the outside I appeared calm, but on the inside my heart was racing. Suddenly the music changed songs and the two girls abruptly exited the dance floor, disappearing into the crowd on the other side of the club.
"You idiot!" Scott shouted, before punching me in the shoulder. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"She was just teasing," I said simply, draining my glass.
"Well it was worth a try wasn't it?"
I just shrugged.
"Well, I'm going to get another drink," he said. "Want one?"
"Sure."
"Rum and Coke right?"
I nodded and my friend walked off shaking his head. "Idiot," I heard him muttered as we walked away. I then turned back to the dance floor and then glanced quickly around the bar, hoping to catch another glimpse of the two girls. Suddenly I felt a sharp pinch on my ass. I jumped, startled by the feeling, and turned around. Smiling back at me was the dark haired girl. I froze and just stared blankly as her friend continued to lead her through the crowd by the hand. She stared at me with sexy, almond shaped eyes as she soon disappeared from view. I swallowed hard. That definitely was not teasing.
"Damon!" Scott said excitedly, rushing towards me and splashing rum and Coke all over his arm in the process. "They're over there. At the bar! Fuck they're hot! They look like porn stars or something."
I accepted the drink and quickly slammed the entire thing. If I was going to approach those two, I was going to need some more liquid courage.
"Wait here," I suggested before walking off towards the bar.
I manoeuvred my way through the crowded club and hopped up the short staircase leading to the bar. As soon as I reached the top step I saw them. Taking a deep breath, I walked over and spoke.
"Can I buy you a drink?" I asked, trying desperately to prevent my voice from cracking with nervousness.
The dark haired girl turned her head towards me and stared just for an instant, before a smile appeared across her delicate featured face. She was even better looking up close, with a perfect face that looked as though she had some Asian ancestry. 'Perhaps half or even three quarters,' I thought quickly to myself. She had a piercing half way between her lower lip and chin (I don't know what those are called) and a black leather choker around her slender neck with the word "SLUT" emblazoned with tiny sparkling letters. She had a very unique look, but was still very, very hot.
"No thanks," she said after running her eyes up and down my body. "I don't drink."
I could feel my heart sinking.
