Every now and then, I get a little itching to go out for a night on the town. All work and no play makes a very dull life! 😉 So this last weekend.. I did something a little naughty. I got all dressed up (or down) in a sexy little black dress, paired with some stiletto fuck-me pumps. Hair loose and a little curly, with my little purple/pink highlights peeking out.. And once that was all said and done, me & my girls headed out for one of the biggest clubs in the city. It’s a huge club – three levels, with an outdoor terrace on the top level. The sound system is insane, sometimes you can’t even hear yourself think, much less be able to hear the bartenders or your friends.
But we spent most of the night drinking it away. Shots after shots, all night long. A little dancing..and for me, a lot of flirting with the bartender. I couldn’t tell how old he was – my age, or a little older. All I knew was that he was cute, and I’m a sucker for anyone who knows how to make drinks. I wanted to have a trashy night for a change. Always so worried about not being caught slutting around.. Blah, blah, blah – worrying about who I’ve sent pictures to, who might be talking about it to their friends, or who might accidentally blow my business out there and trash my reputation. I said fuck it all & flirted with that sexy bartender all night.. Up until the point where they were about to close, and I’d already secured a phone number and an invitation to come to the club again the following night. But I wanted more. So when everyone was being cleared out..I pulled him away towards the bathrooms.
And of course, he didn’t put up a fight at all. I sneaked him into the female bathrooms and shut the door behind us, locking it tight. He immediately picked me up and pushed me against the wall.. kissing every inch of me, from my neck down. I’d swear he was getting drunk just from kissing my skin, because he got more excited as he went along.. Up until my nails were in his back, legs wrapped around him, and he was thrusting so hard, that it was hard to keep the stall walls from making noise. I can’t wait to do that again.. That bartender can mix drinks and get me well-done. 😉
