I was 25, had a good job with a computer company, and although I wasn't in a relationship at the moment, I didn't feel unhappy. I had my share of one-night-stands, sometimes I even had a few week long relationships, but because of my work and the time it consumed, they were mostly based on sex.
A warm Saturday evening, a few friends from work and college and a good place to go clubbing, that was to be the setting for a happening that left my belief in the natural innocence of women shattered. Well, of course, to have such a belief is not really a sensible thing, but I was kind of a nice guy, and always thought the best of young women the first time I met them.
The club we decided to frequent was known for its extraverted clientele, and I was looking forward to maybe finding another young girl who'd be willing to share her night and bed with me.
Of course, the bouncer was a big guy who looked grim and all that, but after Rick, a friend of mine, and self proclaimed king of the scene, talked to him for a few seconds, we were let in the club.
It seemed to be one of those typical clubs young, coked up models go to, with a dance floor, little booths in the back and loud, throbbing music. Of course, I would be the last to complain about skinny girls in tight clothes, trying to get to terms with their nervous system by gyrating their hips on the dance floor. To say the least, I liked it.
The group of people that I came with consisted of four people. Rick, two of his friends, James, whom I had known for more than 12 years them and me. We were all pretty god looking guys, but not in a sun-tan, muscled up kind of way, but more in a cool, reserved, but still open to everything manner.
We decided to start the evening, well, actually it was already 11 PM, by downing a few shots. We approached the bar, fighting off dancing girls, who obviously couldn't cope with the laws of physics, or tried to defy them by dancing so wildly that maybe a black hole would open up and suck them into it's vortex of anti-matter.
"So, who else is coming?", I asked Rick, who seemed to be the coordinator of tonight's little party. "I think John is on his way, and he'll bring his new flame. I think he even met her down here!" he said between downing two shots of high class Tequila.
"Well, well, well,", I thought, "seems as if I'd have to do a searching on my own, there won't be any easy prey coming down here tonight", a little bit disappointed that Rick, the Master of Excitement, Chief Justice of the United States of Enjoyment hadn't managed to bring along a few easy chicks.
Before I could start my search, my little safari in this jungle of jutting arms and legs, the guys grabbed my arms, and dragged me to a little booth at the back of the club. "We'll have the best view from here, so if you thought about getting some tonight, here's our out-post, from here you'll see just about anyone who enters this club!", James said and laughed. Like I said, we had been friends for a while then, so he knew me and my intentions by heart.
So we settled in this booth, and ordered a round of beer. We started casual conversation, as far as that was possible with the music playing, and scanning the club for likeable targets for our male libido. Although many girls looked pretty good, and seemed to like the attention they got by dancing wildly on the packed dancefloor, none really grabbed my attention so much as to motivate me to get up and hit on them.
Suddenly I saw this girl coming down the stairs from the entrance of the club. She was like a revelation. She was not overly tall, but had a body which seemed to be made just to be constantly admired. Underneath the tight, short black dress she was wearing, it was obvious she was as full figured as a woman could be, and not be seen as chubby. Although there was so much of her, it was all in the right proportions, with tits that threatened to spill out of here dress any moment, and a wide ass, that jiggled with every movement she did. I admired this woman, until Rick said:" Oh, there's Jessica and John, I think they've seen us already!" I looked at him and followed his gaze, and to my utter surprise and shock, he motioned with his head towards this brown eyed beauty I had just admired for the last seconds. It was just then that I realized John walking behind her, grinning over at our booth. The walked toward us, and when they had arrived, John said:" Hey there guys, what's up? Well, may I introduce to you, my new wife Jessica!"
We were all sort of shocked. Our mouths gaped open, and mine maybe a little more than the others. Here she was, this beautiful woman I had searched for all my life, being introduced to us by our good friend John as his wife. "Oh, uhhh, well, congrats!" Rick stammered, and told them to take a seat. They sat down, with Jessica sitting opposite of me, and John started telling us about their wedding.
It turned out that they had met here, and had liked each other a lot. After a few dates in a few other places, they were an item, and after a few weeks, Jessica moved in with him. She was a secretary at a law firm, and the idea of marrying John, who was doing pretty well with his software company, seemed really good to her. So they had taken a flight to Las Vegas and married in a pretty quick ceremony. Well, that was it. They were married.
During the whole story, I just couldn't help staring at Jessica in front of me. Her large tits were resting on the table in between us, and the brown locks framing her beautiful face brushed over her cleavage more than once, making me almost crazy.
"So, you all know John from college?", was the first thing she said, and we started telling her about the way we had gotten to know John. I had met him when going partying with Rick, and to be honest, I never really liked him that much. He was a pompous kind of guy, always trying to impress everyone with the money he made and all that. I really envied him for his wife now, and was pissed off that a guy like him got a woman like that.
My mood had deteriorated to a point where I actually thought about leaving, until I suddenly felt something on my leg. I moved my hand down, trying to brush it away, thinking maybe a spider had found its way inside this club. When I touched it with my fingers, I realized it was a toe I was touching. How the fuck did a toe get on my leg? I looked into the round of faces, and it didn't seem anyone had noticed, they were already conversing wildly about whatever kind of topic. So I looked under the table, and saw that the toe belonged to a foot, which was attached to a lovely, nicely shaped leg. It was Jessica.
I looked at her, but she was talking to Rick who was sitting next to John. I didn't have a clue what was going on. The foot had already reached my knee, and was lightly stroking my leg in little circles. I felt my dick taking on a new shape, and tried to look as cool as I did before. Jessica still wasn't looking at me at all. The foot was now between my legs, and when it touched my rock hard dick, I saw a faint smile forming on Jessica's face.
