Unholy Faces

Chapter 3

It's Sunday and Sam and I had plans. We've decided to go out and I didn't really hate the idea.  I needed some distraction from work. And we could really have fun. 

"Well hello, you" Sam said to me grinning when I opened the door. I was wearing a khaki shirt with black dress pants and black shoes. 

"Is this too much?" I asked him when he looked me up and down.

"What? No Lou, you're good. I love the outfit." He reassured me. He was wearing a white shirt with brown stripes and brown high waisted dress pants with white Nike Air Force.

"Well I love your outfit too" I smiled.

If I wasn’t too hooked up on this Real Tommy Shelby guy, girl or a non-binary pal, right now I’d probably be crushing on Sam. But as it is, we headed to the club downtown and its name seems to have slipped off my brain.

When we got there the first thing that got engraved on my memory was the vibrant and kaleidoscopic mixture of neon purple and green. For a second it looked like a fragment of a supernova, not that I’ve seen one. Something pop’y was playing on the same four chords and it seemed like a good place to start.

Sam and I went to the bar to get some drinks. I ordered Sex on the Beach because even if I wasn’t close to the beach, I was definitely getting laid today. It’s been too long.

Sam ordered Dry Martini and we strutted towards the dancefloor. I eyed a tall blonde guy whose biceps were a sight to behold.

“Hi,” I said, grinning widely.

“Hello, gorgeous,” he smiled back.

“YES,” I thought, “I’M ABSOLUTELY PULLING THIS MAN.”

“What’s your name?” I asked.

“Why don’t you guess?”

“And what do I get in return?”

“Something to your liking,” he smirked.
Hmm, I thought, I could use a lap dance or a blowjob, whatever my preference will float to. 

“And what if I don’t guess?”

“Well, then you’ll do something to MY liking.”

“And what if we have the same liking?” I said while running my forefinger around his hip. I could see him getting goosebumps. Good hands, Lewis, good hands. 

“Then I guess it’s a win-win situation,” he replied snugly despite the slight squeak in his voice. He then proceeded to place both of his large hands on my tiny waist. Yes, yes, my waist is my second biggest asset after my ass, so I’ve been told. I got even closer, so we were flush chest to chest and started swaying.

I leaned in closer to his head while still moving and whispered, “Jack” and licked the side of jaw seductively while stepping back and stared at him innocently. 

He gulped audibly and whispered into my ear, “how about a no?” He leaned up, brushing his lips on my temple. 

“Hmm. And how many guesses do I get?” I ran another finger around his inner thigh. 

“Infinite. As long as you keep doing what you’re doing.”

Bold.

So, I turned around and started slowly grinding on him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.

Now we were all over each, a simple dance between two horny dudes who didn’t even know each other’s names. He started biting my neck. Oh God. Am I starting to develop a pain kink? It was quite rough and I was letting out occasional moans and whimpers along the way. But I wouldn’t give in to this guy easily, so I reached for his ass with my hand and started kneading it.