You have spent your night at the club. It was a lot of fun, you probably drank a little too much, but it was probably worth it. There is only one thing you feel you might need. You are feeling a little horny. You look around the room at the few who remain and spot someone who takes your fancy.
You walk over to me and start to chat a little. You are being flirty, trying to make clear your intentions without coming off as a total whore. You put a bit of effort into it and it seems that it might be paying off. My attention is entirely on you. You slide your hand up my arm slowly with a smile "It's so hot in here. Think you can buy me a drink?" You bite your bottom lip and wink at me.
"I am sure I can." I go up to the bar and get you whatever you want. You think I may have got the idea as to why you asked me for a drink. You sip at your drink as we talk a little about nothing in particular. I gently place my hand on yours and as we talk my fingers travel slowly up your arm. After a brief pause in the conversation I ask "Would you like to go somewhere a little more private?" You can take the hint of what I mean by that suggestion.
I grab your hand as we make our way out of the club. The night air is a little chill but you are sure you will be hot and sweaty in no time. I lead you around a corner down a side street and immediately begin kissing your lips. The speed at which my mouth works upon yours surprises you a little, but excites you nonetheless. You can feel anticipation building inside you.
You moan into my mouth, sliding your hands into my hair, giving it a slight tug before hopping up and wrapping your legs around my waist. Your dress rides up to your hips and you nibble playfully on my lip. My hands grasp your butt cheeks tightly as I hold you up against the wall.