The Second Time

Beatrice

"We can do this" I encourage Aurora. 

"No, we cant. Not without a photographer!" she panics.  I don't really know what to say to that. My photographer recently left our firm to work for some other company. So we are photographer-less. 

Is that a word? I thought 

Not the time. Stupid. 

Stop talking to yourself.

"Hello" my manager brings back my attention waving her hands in front of me. "Yeah, I am listening. What were you saying?"

"I was saying that we should put up an ad as soon as possible. Because we already have five weddings coming up and we don't want them to give the project to someone else." She rants.

She is correct though, but where are we going to find someone. Everyone nowadays is already hired or working on their own. But putting up an ad. What's it gonna hurt.

"Yeah put an ad on all our socials. Fast." I order. 

"Sure. Anything else you would like me to do." She suggests. 

"No nothing else. But I am gonna leave because I meeting Olivia. She should have been here half an hour ago but she is late as always." I mention referring to her laziness and her ability to never be on time anywhere for anything. It honestly is a joke. 

"Whats up guys!" My bestfriend exclaims. 

"You are late as always." I deadpan 

"Oh! so what. It is New York everything here is late." She remarks. 

"On your clock. Not mine." 

"Whatever let's just go. You should come Aurora. I know you want to." She declares to her. 

"I can't I have got work. Our photographer left our firm and I have to put up an ad on our socials."

"Well, how much time do you need? To complete your work." Olivia enquires.

"It will be done in 40 minutes. Tops." She answers.

"Okay, then we will wait 40 minutes, and then we can all leave."

"Where are we going? Anyway." Aurora asks.

"We are going clubbing. It is long overdue. And plus it is a Friday. So we don't have work tomorrow. So I figured that I should take Olivia and go clubbing." I explain.

"I wouldn't want to impose. That would be wrong of me." 

"You are not imposing. At all, I want you to come." I claim.

"Okay, but I still need to complete this then we can leave."

"But but .. you have to wear something more... party..ish." Olivia points out our attire.

"We don't have anything party-ish" I retort.

"That is why I bought you guys these. Because I knew you would say that." Olivia brings two dresses from her car.

Why she drives a car in New York is beyond my understanding but whatever.

One of them is a simple black silk dress that would reach above my thigh. With a low neck cut and thin straps. It is absolutely adorable. I want it. I think to myself.

"I will take the black one" I mark. I take the dress into my hands and go to the washroom to change. I wear the dress, do my makeup and hair. I look hot. I think. I go out to show them.

"Wow...hot stuff coming through" Olivia encourages.

I chuckle and look down at my dress. I do a little twirl. " Okay, we have to leave in 30 minutes. So get your work done and let's leave."

 We get going to Sapphire. Olivia tells us that we will meet Liam there. Olivia is wearing a hot red mini dress and Aurora wears a blue-black mini skirt and tank top. We reach in about 15 minutes.  We enter the club which is filled with people and the music is blaring. We find Liam after a few minutes and walk up to him. He stands there, his back to us as he flirts with a guy. I nudge him.

He turns and exclaims excitedly. "Hey, you guys are here I want to introduce you to Kyle here. Kyle this is Olivia and Beatrice my best friends and this is Aurora. She works for Beatrice. You guys look really hot." he compliments.

 "Well, I am gonna go get us a drink."  I depart from there and go to the bar. "A whiskey neat," I shout at the bartender because of all the music. He nods and makes my drink. I plan on getting drunk and probably laid tonight. Good lord, it has been a while since I have done that. 

He brings that drink to me and I drink it on a gulp. Two or four drinks later,  I take Olivia with me to the dance floor. Woman by Dojo Cat plays on the speakers. That is one of my favorite songs. I think to myself as I head to the floor.

Olivia and I start dancing to the beat and after a while, she starts dancing with another guy. I smirk at her and head to the bar for another drink. At the bar, I see a brown-haired guy, really tall guy. He has the greenest eyes I have ever seen. Is that a word, I don't think so. Shut up brain. Why do I keep talking to myself?  This guy is so handsome. No ... no, he is hot. To say the least. I smile at him. "Another whiskey neat for me," I say to the bartender, placing my order.

"Hi, you are really gorgeous. I am Dominic." The hot guy says.

"I am Beatrice. And you are gorgeous too Dominic." I flirt back.

"Are you here alone?" he asks.

"Why? Do you wanna kidnap me or something. You are not a serial killer, right? Because that would be a waste." I retort smirking. 

"I can see that you are flirting with me. So, do you wanna dance or drink or whatever you would like?" he asks suggestively.

"Yes, yes, and yes." He laughs at my answer. He takes my hand and leads me to the floor. Some song starts playing which I have no clue of at all. But I just start swaying my hips at the beat and he places his hands on my waist and starts dancing too.

"You are really good at dancing!" He exclaims. 

"Thank you. It is the genes." I tell him. He is so tall. Like almost 6'1 or something compared to my 5'3 self. I think to myself as we are dancing. And so handsome. "You are really tall." I blurt out and quickly place a hand over my mouth. God, I am drunk. Why would I say that?  Stupid girl.  

He snickers. "Glad I amuse you when I am embarrassing myself." I deadpan.  

"No, you didn't embarrass yourself. It was cute seeing you all flustered up. I thought you could just be hot."

I blush. I think I am hot red, flustered right now. I don't even remember the last time blushed. God, it feels good to do that. I place my hands on his neck and keep dancing, while he starts moving his hands on my hips, slowly. Cautiously. I like that. 

The song changes. Work by Rihanna. I move around my back to his chest and start moving my hips at the music. God, I love this song. After about half a minute I feel his dick growing hard on my back. Wow, that was fast. His breath hitches. 

"You are killing me here, Beatrice." He grunts. I am so aroused by this low voice. 

"Should I stop then?" I say, though my voice breaking.

"I didn't say that just be careful or maybe we should leave this floor so that we don't give a show to these people around."  He whispers to my ear. He starts to nibble on my earlobe. Oh My.

"We should leave," I say huskily.