Her eyes were what first captivated me as I saw her across the room. Our gazes met for the briefest of moments, and there seemed to be a spark from across the room. A slight smile played across her lips and I returned it. It was the first contact of many and in a way it was like an electric shock between us. Neither of us knew it quite yet, but that quick glance would change each of our lives forever.
Her eyes were deep wells, dark and mysterious in their depth, hinting at a secret sensuality just waiting to be discovered. They were the highlights of a perfect face with a smile that dazzled and made one feel as if they were unique and special every time she flashed it. Of average height, her body was curvaceous and she owned it, her hips thick and her bosom ample. Her wheat colored skin, somewhat of a rarity in my hometown which is located north of the St Lawrence valley in Quebec, was exotic and enticing as I studied her from across the room. She had captured my interest and I was on the hunt now.
It was my first night out in months and I was looking to have a good time. Sadly my friends seemed just about ready to call it a night. Eleven pm was quite late for them and I was frankly surprised they were all still with me.
I turned back to my friend and tried to join into the conversation. My best friend and her sister were both talking about this new celebrity show they were watching on some channel I never watched, and frankly I was having a hard time following. My eyes keep drifting back to her. She was with friends of her own, smiling and laughing as they spoke at the bar, sipping at their drinks.
I forced my attention back to my friends, half heartedly laughing at one of the jokes Kristin made. My friends were all young, beautiful and annoyingly straightlaced. I felt like I could be myself with them in all aspects except one. They would never know the wild girl I was deep inside. Tess and her sister Cassie had both married when they were fresh out of college at twenty one, and I would not be surprised if their husbands had been the only men they had ever been with. Kristin for her part I knew to be very shy from her ex boyfriend, who I had fucked on more than one occasion since their break up. What can I say a girl has needs?
That was my circle of my three closest friends. Three of the sweetest, but also three of the most unadventurous girls you would ever meet. My eyes drifted back to the back and I was a bit disappointed to see the exotic beauty who had captivated my attention earlier was gone. I looked around the room for her for a few moments and then gave it up with a sigh. I could not spot her anywhere in the crowded bar.
Tess finished her drink and stood up "Well I guess it's time I head home, Matt will be worried if I am out too late." Kristin stood up and picked up her black jacket from the back of her chair with a smile and said she better head home too.
I let out a loud sigh and smiled "Well I think I may hit up one last place, I have not been out in ages and it seems like such a waste to end the night so early."
To my surprise Cassie nodded and laughed "Sure I will do one last place with you Elana." I turned to her with a stunned look and laughed in turn, surprised at her offer.
We said goodbye to her sister and Kristin at the door to the club and headed out into the cool March evening. We hailed a taxi and had one pull up almost immediately. I wonder if our short skirts had anything to do with that? Cassie seemed more than content to follow my lead so I told the cab driver to head out to a new club I had been hearing a lot about called "Chainz". The driver activated the meter and pulled out onto the nearly deserted street as Cassie and I chatted in the back seat. Of all My friends she was the one I had spent the least time with. We had really become friends because I was such good friends with her sister. We had only really gotten to know each other in the last few years where Tess, Kristin and I had been friends since grade school.
We shared a few good laughs about her sister , reminiscing on our memories of good times we had with her as the cabbie drove us to the new club , it was a good twenty minute drive but it seemed to go by so fast and we were soon climbing out of the cab in front of the club. I paid the driver and we both looked at the place. It was a large two story building with a nondescript black exterior with the word 'Chainz' written using actual chains as the letters, over the large double red doors which gave access to the place. A tall black haired man stood watch right outside the door, dressed in a thick black sports jacket with the club's name emblazoned on the arm and back.
