Sophie had her lips pursed around one of the four straws poking out of her drink. It was a bloody Mason jar.
Nathan took a guess that it was supposed to be pink, or maybe even blue, but with all the swirling brought on by Sophie's constant stirring, it had turned to a rather off putting shade of brown.
"So. What actually happened in the bathroom back at The Stables? You DO realise nobody was fooled by Kyle's ridiculous remark earlier, right?." Sophie interrogated Nathan between sips.
They were currently sat knee to knee in a booth in the "VIP" section inside one of Edinburgh's more upscale nightclubs.
Sophie had decided that everyone absolutely needed to go dancing. Immediately. Fortunately, most of the group took that as an excuse to settle up and head home. Unfortunately, Nathan's new job was the reason everyone had decided to go out, so he was in it for the long haul whether he liked it or not.
Nathan knew the club would be closed in a month and replaced by yet another, just as this one had replaced the previous club, so he never bothered to remember their names. He did his best to make the most of it, but the loud monotonous music; which was definitely not something you'd find on any of his Spotify playlists; combined with the flashing UV lighting had given Nathan a throbbing headache. The last thing he needed right now was conversation, especially if he had to try and come up with even more lies about the bathroom.
He groaned inwardly before turning his head to address Sophie. The first thing he noticed as he looked at her was that her white tank top was completely transparent under the UV lights and he could see not one, but two of Sophie's nipples. Thankfully she was wearing a black knee length skirt.
"What do YOU think happened in the bathroom back there, Soph?" Nathan leaned in as he asked her.
"Well, I dunno. I mean, maybe he kissed you? Grabbed your ass a little? A little hand job action at the very least?" Sophie batted her eyelids at this suggestion. She squinted her eyes and made very childish kissing sounds at Nathan, while using her free hand to make an obscene gesture.
"Not that it's any of your business, but we did get quite close to each other. I won't go into details, but there was a fair amount of touching and grinding and...other stuff." Nathan felt his dick twitch a little as he thought back on that very brief encounter with a man who had no business being exactly what Nathan never knew he wanted.
"What the fuck is other stuff?" She shot back at him. "Did you at least touch his dick?"
Nathan couldn't help but smile at that. He wanted to leave this as vague as possible in the hopes that whoever she told about this would be even more confused than she was.
"Not directly, but maybe I felt something long and hard against my ass for a minute or two."
The blood that was previously building up pressure behind Nathan's eyes had very quickly found a new home as his thoughts drifted back to the feeling of Kyle's massive cock making fast friends with his bubble butt. In hindsight, he probably should have dropped to his knees and at the very least got his hands around Kyle's cock before they decided to play it safe and get out of there.
He was pulled out of his fantasy by the gentle stroking of somebody's fingers along the length of his hard cock. Sophie's fingers?
"What the fuck, Soph? You're not into men, remember?" Nathan snapped at her as he wrapped his fingers around her wrist and lifted her hand onto the table.
"Oops. I forgot." She winked at him. "Also, how the fuck did Jen ever fit THAT in her ass?" He noticed her thighs rubbing together at this point. Did that serioisly turn her on?
Jen, just by the way, is Nathan's most recent ex friend with benefits. Jen also just so happens to be trans. Jen also just so happened to hook up with Sophie the night Nathan had ended things with her. It was complicated. No, it was fucked up.
Thinking back on it, Nathan realised that it was very perceivable that he was at the very least bisexual.
