Coasting into my driveway, he got us to my house safe. My feet are screaming... I pile up my shoes and the rest of my belongings, thank him for the ride in a giggling slurring, intoxicated manner; making it in my front door I drop my pile on the sofa next to the door. After a shower to wipe away the dirt and smell of the nightclub, I jump into bed naked. Oh, the sheets feel so nice and soft against my skin. My head is spinning and it only takes a min to pass out.
My dreams are hazy, I feel him in my room. It's weird, I just meet him. Why would I dream about him in my room. I can smell him. I wake up, it's still hazy, I'm not sure what's real and what's a dream; he is here, I feel him. I feel his hands all over my body. I can't remember his name, why is he in here? I try to remember if I invited him up. I didn't, I know I didn't. How did he get in here? My mind is racing. I tell him to stop, I tell him to leave... nothing is coming out. I can't speak. I'm paralyzed; I start to panic. I try to will my body to move, I tell myself to scream. He notices I am awake.
"Welcome to the party, mmmmm I'm enjoying touching you. When I saw you on the dance floor, I knew I would have you." He's whispering in his deep rugged voice, touching my breasts with one hand, tugging and messaging them roughly. I remember him watching me. I liked him watching me, I love being sexual and sensual while dancing. Letting anyone who wants to watch me. I was drinking, not heavily, yet it took me less than two drinks to feel intoxicated. Normally, I go with girlfriends to the club; tonight I went alone, I was horny and I wanted to fuck a random without my girlfriends shaming me.
I danced in a provocative way, it was nights like this that I loved my big DD cup size. I struggled with having large breasts since I was a child; tonight they are my favorite feature. My waist long hair was in large curls and smelled liked my lavender shampoo. I wore a sexy skirt without underwear. My large round ass forced my skirt to raise up, being shorter than appropriate and without underwear I was begging for a good fucking that night. Soon I realized I was drunk and starting to feel tired. I decided to go home without a prize, realizing I couldn't drive home, I stood waiting outside of the club for a taxi. A blue truck pulled in front of me, the passenger window rolled down and he was in the drivers seat. He was good looking and had a devilish smile. Now aware, I realized I hadn't used my best judgment. He asked if I wanted a ride, I shook my head no, he called me out on my thought; "It's just a ride, seriously, not a big deal." I started feeling silly and opened the door, got in and off we went.
