She is downing her fourth margarita since I first noticed her out on the dance floor. The only times she WASN'T out on the floor was to pound down her drink and order another or during a slow song cause she is obviously alone. We make eye contact yet again, she smiles slightly thought her long black hair matted to her sweaty head, neck and gorgeous cleavage. She is dressed to rock and fuck: black leather skirt, matching high heeled boots, black mesh tank top revealing her black lacy bra beneath.
I sit on my bar stool the entire night and stare. In my entire life I have never seen someone so beautiful and sexy. From her features, she seems to be hispanic, a type of woman that I have always found alluring and have ha a constant hard on the entire night.
As the hour got late she seemed to start to wind down and seem like she wants to leave. On her way towards the front of the club, she passes right past me. As she strolls towards me, she smiles seductively again and as she passes get an overpowering scent of patchouli, vanilla and intoxicating sweat that makes my head swim.
I turn in my seat and she gives me one last smile before she walks out the door. My mind it's made up then and there, I have to have her.
I quickly pay my tab and run out the front door in time to see this beauty walk into the parking garage across the street from the club. Running to catch up, I see her take the elevator, she notices me and smiles again, she wants me to follow. Sprinting up the stairs I arrive on the fourth floor, which is at this late hour 90% deserted, and see her walking to her SUV. She hears a noise, looks over her shoulder and see me and smiles again. I quicken my pace ane she seems to slow down and i am able to catch up with her just as she is about to open the drivers door.
"Excuse me miss," I say as I grab her hand with her keys and feel the electricity between us "but I don't feel you are in any condition to drive"
"Oh really?" She asks
"Yes ma-am. I think we would both feel better if "I" drove you"