As she walked into the room she felt everyone's eyes look at her. She was absolutely stunning. At 5'8 and 25 years of age she had perfect 36C breasts with pert nipples, a toned athletic body, and long auburn hair that contrasted with the sparking blue in her eyes. Her skin tight silk dress conformed to her body like it was very much a part of her and her 4 inch high heels showed her ass off like no other shoe had before. Rachel was the girl of everyone's dream. The fact that everyone's eyes were on her didn't bother her one bit. As she looked around the room there was only one person there who wasn't looking at her. This did bother her. She was used to being the center of attention and absolutely loved when both guys and girls lusted after her.
The guy in question was sitting at the bar drinking a gin and tonic. She could tell that he knew that everyone was staring at her but it didn't look like he cared much. He looked to be around 28 years old, short but shaggy brown hair, a clean shaven face, and a body that looked that it could handle anything. As the club started back up to their dancing, drinking, and flirting she made a quick circuit of the room. She waved to various people that she knew, threw flirty glances to both guys and girls that were checking her out, but still kept an eye on the guy that hadn't even looked up.
As she came around to the bar she noticed a small opening on the guy's right shoulder. She came up to the bar and squeezed in between the people to the right and the guy making sure her perfect breasts were being pushed into the guy's shoulder. She got the barman's attention and asked for a White Russian with a shot of vodka on the side. The guy moved a bit off to the left so she wasn't crushing him as much. This really got on her nerves. Not only was he not paying attention to her, he was backing away from her. As she stood quietly by his side he finished his drink and ordered another. By shear happenstance she found that the guy's name was Jack. Jack took his drink from the bartender, paid for it, then got up and started wandering around the room. As soon as he left there were three guys asking her if she wanted to dance. She downed her vodka and said yes to all three of them.
Out on the dance floor she danced and grinded with the three guys while still expertly holding her drink and taking sips every now and then. As she finished one drink, another guy would bring her another and she wouldn't even have to leave the dance floor. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the guy standing by a pillar in the back just watching the whole scene. After downing another drink and dancing till the end of the song she claimed it was the bathroom for her and took off in the direction of the bathroom. She did her business and then walked to the mirror. She put on gloss lipstick and dabbed a bit of her perfume behind her ears and between her breasts. She knew the scent drove men crazy.
As she left the bathroom her eyes zeroed in on Jack across the way. He had just finished his drink and was heading out the door. She cursed her luck and started towards the door after him. A couple of guys got in her way wanting to dance with her. She gave each a peck on the cheek and politely refused. She reached the doorway to the club and walked outside. Jack was nowhere to be seen. She walked around the edge of the building where there were more cars when suddenly a tall dark figure pushed her up against the building. So perfectly timed was this person that she was actually standing in the one section of wall where there wasn't any light. As she was facing the wall she couldn't see who was behind her.