A/N:Thanks for reading. This is the first of many stories about my life working in the retail tuxedo business and the amazing sex that comes with sexy men in suits.
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It was in the process of evening closing that Tyler made a move on me. I just finished the register count and was packing my things when he came around and wrapped his arms around my side and front.
"You promised me a dance and I have yet to receive it." He whispered in my ear. His sweet lips where on my neck.
"Well some one is normally trashed by the time I get my dancing feet on." I stood still trapped in his arms.
"Tonight in the club, you are dancing with me." He kissed my neck again, now nibbling.
This was my coworker, and the guy I replaced in management. The same guy I had to prove I was better than, more responsible and mature. This was the same guy that the school girl in me had the hots for.
She won this round.
I gasped at his nibbles and leaned back ageist him. "we are going to miss the show if we stay here to long." His other arm moved around me, pulling closer. He kissed my neck more.
"I like the show here better." He pressed closer and looked down my shirt. "Promise me," he whispered sincerely and softly, "Promise me that if you have to pour me into the car tonight that instead of the bed you will lay me on the couch. You deserve to sleep in a bed." He nuzzled gently behind my ear.
"Tyler. Let. Go." I spoke slowly, drugged by this blonde's effect on me. I turned in his arms to face him, staring into his beautiful blue eyes. "Off." And he listened, slowly removing his hands from my back, over my sides and hips.
I returned to gathering my work and went back to cleaning. When he stated vacuuming I felt more relaxed. As I signed my names and codes on the final envelope that he handed me my bag. I switched tops right in front of him, as he did for me. A stretchy black tank top slipped over my shoulders and stuck to my breasts and hips. Tyler had a red button down shirt half removed as I turned around. His tanned skin gleaming in the low lights in the back room. He slipped a white undershirt over those amazing abs, wash bored stomach, and bony hips. He slipped a skin tight undershirt over it next, leaving it open. I pulled my hair out of the bun I normally wore it in and shock it out. After a few shakes and head bangs I left my hair alone.
He pulled his car up, taking his time as I locked the doors.
"I'm driving to.." He spoke as I sat next to him, his car happened to be a classic dark blue firebird. We pulled out the top T-bird windows. As we drove he put his arm around me. We blared the music, drove a hot car and I leaned into him enjoying the cool night.
When we arrived I found my group and got myself a beer. My beloved Aeryn, a transgender friend, was the first to say something.
"Tyler keeps looking at you." Aeryn wrapped my arms around hir waist and I kissed and nuzzled into hir warm chest.
"Lets give him something to look at." I ran my fingers over hir warm sides and back. Another of our group, Brandyn, came to us. He nodded towards Tyler down the bar downing another shot. We all sighed and Brandyn joined the cuddle fest. My hand slipped up Aeryn's shirt, running my nails over hir back. S/he gasped and nibbled on my ear.
And then the song came on. An older song from my youth, Tyler looked up at me among the warm bodies among my friends. He rose from his seat never taking his eyes off of me, then he took my hand. Slowly I dug myself from the warmth, rubbing all along Aeryn. Tyler backed me out on the dance floor and I let the beat take me away. Tyler matched my movements moving closer to me at every beat. His hands found my hips and I danced around his perfect body. Soon we were inches apart, his hands uniting our bodies, sweat poring and mixing together, our cloths sticking to our bodies. I lost myself to his hands roaming my hips and back, but most of all I lost ,myself to his blue eyes.
We danced for a few songs till he motioned for a drink. Brandyn took his place on the floor with me. With him I let out my inner slut dancing, bumping and grinding with him. Sometimes he would let a boy dance between us. I love my gay friend.
Soon the techno started pumping and beloved Aeryn started dancing with me. The smell of hir skin was intoxicating as we danced, as was the feel of hir soft flesh on the chest, bony hips, and the long legs. We pressed closer and my head nuzzled into hir neck. Hir mouth found my ear. We danced and rubbed ageist one another for awhile, then we kissed again, like most club nights. After a few long kisses I motioned for a drink. We lead each other off the floor wrapped in each other.
I had another beer, Tyler and Brandyn smoked, and Aeryn labeled the gay and straight guys at the club. Each of us split for awhile, I hit the floor again, done drinking for the night.
Random guys would pull me to them and I danced with them, enjoying the mood. Tyler found me and pulled me closer than any of the other guys, my back ageist his fine abs, his arms around my waist. We changed positions multiple times likes killed lovers. Finally he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to him, as I arched back he sank his lips and mouth into my shoulder, his hands held my breast while his other pinned my waist. I cried out as he bit along my neck, then my check, and finally he kissed my lips with such force. I could taste the amount of alcohol he had consumed, but I kissed him back putting the months of frustration he had caused me, the wetness he caused in my body. As he needed the kiss I turned and started another. But then I herd the bile rise, tasted a hint, I yanked him to the men's room. I could hear him and chuckled.
"Guys," I came up to my friends. "He's made goal four for fourth time in a row this week." Aeryn kissed me again and Brandyn hugged. Tyler stumbled out to use, paid the tab for all of us, and we left. I drove with the top down through a thick misty rain. Tyler was trashed as ever, singing off key, making me pull over, but I got us to his apartment safe. I didn't bother calling my room mates to keep the lights on, it was 2 am, they gave up at one I'm sure. I laid Tyler down on the bed and he started screaming.
"NO!' He pulled me hard beside him on the bed. "You are not sleeping on my couch." He angrily me ageist him.
"I am not sleeping with you!" I passed off of him.
"then help me find the couch." I dragged him across the studio apartment to his couch. He curled under the blanket and sniffed the pillow. "Smells like you, it's because you are here so much." he mumbled as he closed his eyes.
I kissed his forehead and whispered in his ear softly "Sleep". I went to the bed and curled up under the blankets, my head resting on his pillows. I snagged and found myself happy that they smelled like Tyler, it felt as if wrapped up in arms.
I awoke to the sound of running water. Rolling over I saw the bathroom light through the cracks of the door. I rolled back over to look at the clock, 4 Am, I had two hours of nice sleep. The door opened and I looked over to see Tyler emerging in just a towel.
"Your awake, are you sober?" I asked as he neared me. He smiled devilishly and knelt at the edge of the bed. "I'm still sleepy.." The towel was slipping off.
"Then roll back over and sleep." He curled up beside me, resting his arm over me. "I'm sleepy too." I closed my eyes and didn't move at all. Tyler snuggled up-close, wrapping the blanket around us. I drifted off again into a warm sleep as Tyler caressed my sides.
