"Come on Serena! We are in Vegas, are you seriously going to stay holed up in the hotel room all night?" Cheryl whined.
Serena looked out of her fourth-story window and down at the glittering strip, "We were here for business not pleasure Cheryl."
"Oh come on! We are long done with work for today. We were stuck in stuffy presentation meetings all day, let's go live it up a little! It's Vegas!"
"You go." Serena said flatly. She had only been at this job for a couple of months and wasn't too keen to piss off her boss by coming back on Monday with wild tales about what she did over the weekend, something that Cheryl was not afraid of doing. Her boss had called them to Vegas to go over new marketing strategies and client accounts, but Serena knew that they could have just as easily made presentations from home.
Cheryl pulled out the big guns by putting on her puppy dog face and clasping her hands in a pleading way, "Come onnnn! I don't want to go alone. Who knows who might pick me up?"
"What happened to Paul? I thought you guys were having a good time..." Serena asked suspiciously.
"Eh," Cheryl sighed, "He didn't make the cut. He was nice and all, but wasn't what I was looking for."
Serena let out an internal sigh knowing that she would regret giving in to her friend's plea, "Fine. One hour then we come back."
"Yayyyy!" Cheryl squealed hugging Serena and jumping up and down. "Okay first we need to find you something hot to wear! I have the perfect dress for you! Oh my God this is so much fun!"
For the next hour, Serena found herself begrudgingly transformed by Cheryl into her play toy. She had been made up more feminine with accentuated eyes, lips, and onyx hair that tumbled elegantly across her shoulders. Cheryl rummaged through her suitcase until she found a glittering royal blue dress with thin spaghetti straps made entirely of sequins that shimmered like raindrops.
"No freaken way!" Serena crossed her arms and took a firm step back. "That isn't even mine."
Cheryl rolled her eyes, "Obviously it's not yours, you didn't pack anything remotely sexy or fashionable." She shoved the dress towards her friend, "Now put it on."
The dress barely fit Serena. The sparkling fabric hugged every curve on her body and reached about mid-thigh when she slid into it. When she looked in the mirror she felt uncomfortable, too girly, too obvious, and her cleavage was pushing up nearly revealing the inside curves of her breasts.
"This looks ridiculous, I can't go out in public like this." Serena complained.
"You are 100% correct." Cheryl said snapping her fingers, "You need shoes and jewelry. Silly me." She dug deeper into her suitcase and came up with silver stilettos which caused Serena to narrow her eyes but reluctantly slide into the four-inch shoes, and followed with a necklace and earrings to complete the outfit.
When Cheryl held up the finished product in the mirror Serena became sullen thinking it was not at all her style and hated the attention that the tight form-fitting dress promised her from people who probably would only want one-night stands. However, seeing the eagerness in her friend's face the scowl quickly turned into forced optimism on her behalf.
"Come on, you need this. You have not done anything fun since Jared broke up with you. Loosen up and enjoy yourself a little. Embrace the nightlife!" Cheryl encouraged.
"Yeah I'm sure men will be lining up around the corner to try to sleep with me." Serena rolled her eyes.
"That's the point!" Cheryl giggled.
A half hour later they stepped into a lavish club where music thumped in their chests. A strong scent of alcohol and sweat permeated the air while smoke curled in wisps towards the ceiling. They had to maneuver through throngs of drunken women dressed in a variety of revealing outfits and men gawking at them with lust in their eyes. Serena stayed close to Cheryl as she led her through the crowds towards the bar and ordered two drinks.
"This is really not my scene." Serena shouted over the pulsing noise.
Cheryl giggled, "Stop being such a stick in the mud! What do you think?"
Before Serena could answer, a handsome man with brown hair and emerald green eyes walked up to Cheryl, "I saw your beautiful face from across the room and absolutely had to come introduce myself. Are you ladies having a good time tonight?"
"Oh yes we are!" Cheryl winked, "We certainly are now."
As the night wore on more men came up to talk to Cheryl but Serena kept her distance in hopes that none would pay her any attention. For the most part, she blended in amongst the other females and enjoyed watching her friend flirt her brains out without fear or holding back. The number of free drinks given to them increased steadily throughout the evening and after several hours of drinking Serena began feeling light-headed and tipsy. She found herself giggling over nothing and relaxing as the liquor seemed to loosen her body and spirit.
Eventually Cheryl excused herself to go use the bathroom leaving Serena at the bar, but she didn't notice. She was happily twirling on her barstool laughing to herself about the craziness of what was going on. As the alcohol coursed through her, the sparkles of her dress reflected off the lights around her sending specks of illumination around the room. Suddenly she felt a hand grab her waist.
"Hey baby, let's dance." A voice whispered into her ear causing Serena to shiver. His touch burned her skin, but her mind was too clouded with intoxication to pull away. Instead, she found herself grinning and nodded her head.
Strong hands gripped her waist firmly and escorted her onto the floor to the middle of the crowd. Fists pumped in the air while bodies bumped and grinded into each other. Serena knew she should not be dancing this way but his grip was too strong. His body pressed against hers, and soon she lost herself in the rhythm and music. The two moved together effortlessly, swaying and twisting on the crowded floor, until her back was flush against him and he rocked into her. She felt a hard bulge press into her lower back and she inhaled sharply. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as her breathing picked up speed. A surge of excitement ran through her which was unfamiliar to Serena because she had never felt this kind of rush before. Before she realized what she was doing she leaned her head back against his shoulder and closed her eyes savoring the feel of his body grinding into her.
Without warning, Serena felt herself being spun around and when she opened her eyes she found herself staring into a set of deep hazel eyes flecked with gold. The intensity of his stare stole her breath away as if he was looking straight through her soul. "Hello there," He grinned seductively and licked his lips.
Her knees shook beneath her and it was all she could do just to keep standing, "Hi," she breathed, losing herself in his gaze.
The stranger wasted no time pulling Serena close to him and matching her moves. His arm wrapped around her tightly forcing her breasts to push up against him. Instinctually, she parted her lips and sucked in a breath as she felt a tingle between her thighs. Everything about this man drove her crazy and it both thrilled and scared her. Even though her instincts warned her that he could be dangerous, it only made her more excited.
"What is your name?" The stranger shouted over the music.
"Serena," She shouted back nervously. She tilted her chin upward and met his eyes again. This time his eyes darted downward towards the slit of her dress revealing more of her breasts. Involuntarily she gasped as she felt his large palms squeeze her hips gently and slowly run down her sides. Heat flashed through her core.
"Hmmm, I've never seen you here before. It must be my lucky night," He growled.
Serena's heartbeat quickened, "I'm just visiting for the weekend."
"Is that so? That's a shame..."
She looked at him questioningly, "Why is that?"
His grin widened, "Because that means I only have one night with you."
