The roar of the electronic music shook the thin walls of the club, Christina could even feel her little table vibrating as she sipped her drink. It was Friday evening after a particularly difficult day of work, and Christina would've preferred to stay home and drift off to sleep watching videos on her tablet. However Erika her roommate and best friend, practically dragged her off the sofa after tossing her favorite red dress at her.
"C'mon bitch get dressed, a few drinks and some hot guys leering at us will be fun. With any luck maybe we can make their nights" Christina chuckled, Erika was definitely ying to her yang. "Fine bitch but you owe me one." They both laughed. Christina loved how they could talk to each other like an old married couple. Hell they almost were for a while. More than a few times they ended up in bed together mashing their bodies and tongues together with fervent energy. Eventually however, they transitioned to plutonic best friends. It was a much less chaotic existence to be sure.
Erika was definitely still into girls but she wasn't a reckless kid anymore and she got a lot less looks bringing home hot guys instead of drunk party girls with their skirts barely covering their asses. Christina enjoyed their brief forays as well, but she craved big strong men that knew what they wanted.
Thirty minutes later they were downtown at Frisco's taking shots and playing pool. The girls weren't half bad, but by feigning ignorance, they attracted plenty of guys to show them proper bridging and strategy. It never lead to anything but it always boosted their confidence in attracting attention. Erika Sat back down at their tiny table sipping some fizzy drink staring at her glass. Christina knew that look, it usually meant it was confession time, or something serious, sometimes both.
"I seen your videos you know. The ones you watch on the sofa. You nodded off last week but the screen was still up. I...couldn't resist." Now it was Christina who studied her glass. "I mean they were pretty hot, don't get me wrong. It's just... Well I'm surprised little miss goody two shoes is so kinky. I mean it's one thing to get tied to the bed and eaten out. It's quite another being tossed into a van bound and gagged." Erika blushed and took another sip. Christina felt more than a little embarrassed, it was her little secret, and it always was guaranteed to get her off before drifting to sleep. Christina looked up and gave her a wry smile. "You're such a nosy bitch fat tits." Erika smiled wide. She never called her fat tits unless they were teasing. Erika felt relieved at getting it off her chest. "Well at least MY tits look good in a bikini Uma Thurman." " Oh come on my tits aren't that tiny. Are they?"
Both girls giggled and made fun of the bros trying way too hard to attract the drunk girls on the dance floor. "Hello Erika how you been?" Lyle and Thomas appeared seemingly out of nowhere. "Hey Lyle, how are you? She stood up and gave him a big squeeze. " Not bad, not bad at all." "I didn't know you were back in town. Thought you were in New York running STERLING COOPER?" Oh I am. Just here on business. This is Thomas my associate, Erika and..." "It's Christina." "Erika and Christina this is Thomas. "
Christina smiled and tried to remain sociable. Small talk wasn't her strongest suit, especially with men she had not previously met. In fact she was a little surprised Erika hadn't mentioned them before. She wasn't shy about bragging up hot sexy men she knew. She made a mental note to give her shit about it later.
Another hour past by and both girls were flirting now. Erika with her hand under Lyle's suit jacket strocking his muscular chest. Christina whispering in Thomas's ear and leaning forward as much as she could to show some cleavage. Erika shared a private giggle with her and her epic fail. The men bought two last drinks before Erika invited them home. She shot a quick glance at Christina knowing she wouldn't be pleased. Sometimes Erika just had to lead the way otherwise they might never get laid. She grabbed her purse and left with her arm around his waist.
Christina both hated and marveled at her friend's confidence. Ultimately she was right, if it wasn't for her and her fearlessness, she would be home fingering her pussy watching some girl getting fucked while tied up like a pretzel. "Let's go Thomas, call an Uber." She suddenly felt very sexy and even a little bold. The ride back to her apartment was a short one but she was already worked up from his hand stroking her thigh.
By the time they reached the door their mouths were plastered together and their tongues were dancing. She slammed the door shut and started tugging at his coat and tie. She felt a familiar ache just from undoing the knot and holding it in her hands. Her heart skipped a beat imagining him grabbing her wrists and wrapping his blue tie around them. She quickly regained her composure and tossed it aside. Maybe some day she thought.
Thomas slid his fingers under her tight dress and glided up her thighs until he reached the waistband of her silk black panties. She moaned as the soft material slid down her legs. A fine line of her excitement trailed just behind. Suddenly a loud strangled scream escaped Ericka's bedroom. Then the sound of struggle. Christina quickly made it to her door and pushed it open.
There was Erika pressed against the wall, her wrists bound behind her and Lyle's hand firmly at her throat. "What the fuck are you doing?" Christina leapt forward to punch him, but then her hair was yanked back and Thomas wrapped his muscular arm around her neck. She immediately felt the air being squeezed from her chest. "Tie her up Thomas the rope is on the bed." Sure enough several coils of rope and other instruments lay strewn on her bed.
