One Night With You

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TANNER*

I believed that one night with Kaysen would be enough to satisfy me and help me move on. She had mentioned that she had to go home right after work, but didn’t provide any explanation. I assumed she was playing hard to get, which turned me on. Instead of listening to Hector’s advice, I stayed and waited for her to finish work. 

As closing time approached, I was mindful to text an Uber driver to take me home. This precaution became especially important to me after witnessing the consequences of drinking and driving. Since Lyra’s extended hospitalization and coma, I have not got behind the wheel while under the influence. It is a stark reminder of the potential dangers and prizing responsible choices. 

Connor and Wade had left the strip club two hours ago with their usual group of strippers. I’m well aware that I might come across as a creep, but I couldn’t care less. Throughout this time, Kaysen has brought me beers, always shaking her head no with a smile as she walked away. Nevertheless, I stayed put, waiting for her to get off work. 

As closing time approached, Kaysen sauntered towards me with a smile, her eyes rolling. The bar was now close to empty, with only four men, including myself, remaining. She leaned in, her voice a mere whisper above the fading music and the clinking of glasses. “Alright, Tanner. I’ll come home with you,” she whispered. “But it’s just for one night. No strings attached, no relationships. Just one night of passion. Meet me in the parking lot, and I’ll follow you home.” With that, she left me and strolled away to the other men and announce it was closing time.

***

After the Uber arrived, I instructed the driver to go back to the parking lot reserved for employees. We waited for Kaysen to join us. Fifteen minutes passed, and I spotted Kaysen walking out alongside Roberta and Hector. As Hector helped Kaysen into her car, he shot me a hostile glare. I gave my address to the Uber driver, Coby, and we set off, with Kaysen following behind us. Sensing the need to assist Kaysen, I asked Coby to turn the car around so I could get out and lend her a hand.

As I approached Kaysen’s car, I opened the door for her and offered my hand to assist her in getting out of her SUV. Glancing inside, I noticed a car seat in the back, but I chose not to mention it. It seemed more appropriate to let Kaysen bring it up if she wanted to, and besides, it wasn’t any of my business. After all, this was just for one night.

We walked up the stairs towards my luxurious loft apartment, our hands intertwined. Unlocking the door, I held it open for Kaysen, admiring her in those cute shorts that barely covered her plump butt cheeks. She was the epitome of perfection, and anticipating exploring every inch of her was overwhelming. If this were to be a one-night stand, I desired nothing less than each moment I had with her to be perfect.

With a grin, I escorted her towards the kitchen, my hand resting at the small of her back. “Would you like anything to drink, Kaysen? I have Pepsi, bottled water, and juice. Unfortunately, I can’t offer you any wine since you’ll be driving, and I know that wouldn’t be a good idea.”

With a grin, she allows me to lead her towards the kitchen. Her smile is so captivating, it’s almost addicting, making me yearn to kiss her. “Water would be perfect, Tanner. It gets stuffy in that club after a while. But hey, I can’t complain. I make good money.”

I opened the refrigerator, the cool air hitting my face, and bent down to retrieve two chilled bottled waters. As I reached for them, a jolt of surprise shot through me when I felt Kaysen’s hands glide along my ass. My already aroused state intensified, my cock springing to life with undeniable force.

Kaysen came at me with an intense onslaught as I turned around with the bottles clutched in my hands. She forcefully tangled her fingers in my hair, emitting a seductive purr that sent shivers down my spine. Our lips collided in a passionate frenzy. The sound of the plastic bottles crashing to the floor echoed and rolled away.

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