I arrived in Denver the night before, quite late and was greeted by you at the airport. Taken by your late night beauty and amazed that you were still willing to pick me up, you drive me to my hotel, and being so late, I suggest that we retire for the night, get rested up and meet up tomorrow after my conference for my studies. I can see the reluctance in your eyes, but you willingly leave me with sultry smile and a soft kiss upon my lips, but not before exchanging pleasantries about how good it is to finally be in one another's presence. I watch you drive off and head my way in to check in to my room. Once there, and after a nice shower session of slow jacking and imagining you are doing much the same in the sanctuary of your room after finally being with me but not being able to do a thing about it yet, I lay on my bed envisioning the day ahead of us.
My conference ran late, and after several missed calls to my cell phone, I finally get back to my room, shower, and give you a call. You say that you have plans for us, as you want to take me to a new club that opened up. One that you have never been to yet but have heard enticing stories about it.
"Sounds good to me...." I say, as I hang up and proceed to get ready in the 20 minutes before you get to my hotel. I thrown on my best pair of jeans and a satin looking black Billabong shirt, gel my hair, and proceed down to the lobby to wait.
In a few minutes your car pulls up in the front. I watch as I see a slight grin break your lips and a tempting bite on your lower lip as I walk to your passenger door. As I slide in to the seat, lean to my left to place a soft peck upon your cheek, your head unexpectedly turns, greeting my lips with your own. We sit there for a brief moment, lips plastered to one another's, not sure of what the next move is. The surprise kiss breaks and we stare one another down with no words to interrupt our gaze. We smile and giggle softly to ourselves as we drive off.
"It's not far from here." You say. As I sneak looks upon your tightly clad body. Your long dark tresses falling gently upon your shoulders, my eyes scan down past the gorgeous vision of your face to your body, wrapped tightly in a strapless black mini-dress. The majority of your long silky legs visible past the hem of your dress, leading down to stiletto dressed feet. My head swoons at the vision of decadence before me. We make small talk on the way to the club about my conference, my flight in, my hotel room, that to which I pass on the hint about you having to see it, the room is absolutely gorgeous. The direction of our conversation already apparent, you would be seeing that room one way or another tonight. Passing flirts in our words, fleeting glances and soft brushes of our hands, all telltale signs that our chemistry led far past our cyber connection.
The yearning for one another growing by the minute, the hopes that our stay at this club will be short-lived, we arrive at the front door of a long lined dance club. Dozens upon dozens of scantily clad women, and sharp dressed men line the sidewalk, while one woman in particular stood out to us. Standing apart from this line, this girl stood waiting idly as if waiting for someone special, a strange heavenly glow seemingly surrounding her, making her surroundings appear drab in comparison to her exotic beauty. Our heads turned to follow this woman, as her head turned to do the same, her gaze following our car as we headed for the parking garage.
After leaving the car, we head for the elevator and down to the street to brave the line. Upon turning the corner out of the structure, we are greeted by the slender figure of the same woman we saw illuminating the sidewalk earlier. Standing before the two of us enveloped almost in a halo of beauty, her long slender legs extending for miles below her tight leather skirt. Her hands neatly folded before her, streaming out of a see-through lace top with what looks to be another black lace bra beneath it. Her straight shoulder length blond locks falling neatly to the sides of her face, framing her beauty quite nicely. In awe of this vision, I stand and watch as you leave my arm to greet this girl. Not knowing you two know each other until you take her in your arms and embrace her, placing a soft peck upon her cheek. You motion for me to come forward and introduce me to this lovely.
"Jay, this is Ash....a good GOOD friend of mine." You say.
"A pleasure to meet you my dear." I say whilst taking her hand into mine and placing a kiss upon the back of it. With my pleasantries returned we proceed to the front door. Walking up to the gate, two lovely women on either arm of mine I feel like a king, ready to enter his kingdom of subordinates. All eyes upon us as we make our way through the crowd and up to the bouncer, whose eye's shift hastily between the two goddesses accompanying me. Ash whispers something to the man, and with a nod and a smile, the rope falls and we proceed past the mile-long line and into the darkness of the club.
Down the long, dark hallway we stride, the intense pulse of bass from the trance music playing louder as we go. We walk through the entrance and emerge on an upper level of the club, our eyes scanning the floor for a place to sit. Bodies of men and women grinding and bouncing to the beat of the music, as we walk through the crowd to a vacant booth in the corner of the upper level. Men on women, women on women, bodies pressed up against walls and tables, is this a sex club or a dance club I wonder. We sit down snuggly on a velvet lounge chair with a glass oval table before us, the three of us continuously scanning the club and the lewd activities going on around us. After ordering our beers and a round of shots from our Goth waitress, we sit back and enjoy the sights around us.