For Beth or Worse

Chapter Two

The tight black leather skirt clung to my hips like a glove. I feel like I've grown two sizes up since I last wore this. I glanced at myself in the mirror.

Hmm.....maybe I'll just wear a jacket over this tank top.

What am I thinking? It's Saturday night, and I need to let loose. Right? How else am I going to find a guy?

Should I do my makeup? Do people wear makeup to clubs at night?

I decided on a pale pink lipstick and some short lashes. Nothing fancy.

At 10:15 pm. Monique pushed my front door open. I gave her a pair of keys for emergency purposes, and of course, she uses them whenever she feels like it.

"Giiiirrrllll!" She snapped her fingers as she eyed me. "I didn't know you still had those curves. It's nice to see that they still exist."

I rolled my eyes. "I think I'm going to change. I feel out of character. "

"And it's an 'out of character ' night, so let's go."

Monique was wearing a red wig and an extra short and tight silver dress with a pair of stilettos.

I slid my feet into my pair of comfortable flats and followed Monique. This is the night I will find my guy. I can feel it.

*****

The music vibrated through my chest. My eardrums have not had so much assault in a very long time. I felt the urge to cover my ears, but I fought it. I didn't want to look like a nerd when my sexy dream guy found me.

"I'll go get us some drinks," Monique shouted in my ear, then disappeared into the sweaty dancing bodies.

This was beyond uncomfortable for me. I bobbed my head to the upbeat music so as not to look out of place. Why was Monique taking so long? It felt like she left me at least thirty minutes ago. I craned my neck as I tried to make it over to the bar.

I spotted the red wig. Monique had her tongue down some strange guy's throat. I fought my way over to her and gave her a tap on the shoulder.

"Hello? Where are the drinks you left to get?"

She seemed a bit surprised. "Oh my gosh, Beth. I forgot about you. I forgot that I didn't come here alone."

Is she serious?

I gave her my most irritated-looking face, but she just laughed. "Relax, Beth. You're at the bar now anyway, you can get your drink."

I looked over at the bar and scanned the available drinks. "Well, which drink do you suggest?" I turned toward Monique, but she wasn't there.

Great. She left me to fend for myself. I ordered a Margarita and walked over to the section with the comfortable-looking couches.

I sat down and watched everyone grinding on each other. What was I even doing here? This is not my crowd. I would rather be home curled up with a good romantic novel.

I gasped.

A man and woman had plopped down beside me, bringing me out of my reverie. I kept my eyes looking straight ahead, but I could still hear them giving each other sloppy kisses.

Eww.

I glanced over at them, and the man had his hands so far up the woman's skirt that I could see her purple thong. Are they going to have sex right here in front of everyone?

"Let me guess, you would rather be anywhere but here, right?"

I looked up at the guy to make sure I was the one he was referring to. He was wearing a sleeveless tank top, and his arm muscles bulged.

"You don't speak? That's fine. Or maybe you don't want to talk to me."

"Yes, I do... I mean, I speak. I can speak."

"Oh great. I'm Jared."

"Beth-Ann." I stretched my hand for him to shake.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Beth-Ann. Now may I ask where, other than here, would you want to be?"

"In my bed," I answered without missing a beat.

"So what's keeping you here?"

I sighed. "I'm here to let loose and meet guys."

He chuckled. "You seem very closed off to me. Not loose at all."

His analysis was so true. I need to mix and mingle. I should have talked to at least three guys by now.

"Maybe I just don't know where to start."

"You can start right here." He stretched out his hand to me. "Let's loosen you up a bit."

For some weird reason, I felt excited as Jared led me to the dance floor. Thank heavens I wore these flat shoes. I don't know how I would manage heels right now.

The DJ was playing Despacito by Luis. I couldn't stop my body from moving. This was one of my favorite songs. I grinded on Jared as the music overtook me.

So what if my little sister was getting married before me? It's not the end of the world, right? I still have plenty of time. I'm still young. I'm still in my prime. I should have fun and stop stressing so much.

Jared held me close to him as I danced. My back was against his chest, and I think I felt his phone against my butt cheek. Who keeps their phone in their front pocket?

I felt his warm breath on my neck. "Take your time, girl. You're about to make me cum."

My eyes widened. So that wasn't his phone then. Should I be concerned that a stranger has his d*ck rubbing along my butt?

What the heck? It's a night to let loose.

I spun towards him. "How about I take care of that for you." I let my hand linger near his zipper.

He sucked in his breath. "Uhm...yes you should do that. You should definitely do that."

He pulled me through the growth until we were in a passageway. He turned right and then pushed a door open. It was a bedroom with nice silk sheets and a nice fireplace. He locked the door behind him. The noise from the club seemed far away.

"Is this to your comfort, my lady?"

This was a very nice room, and for a minor second, I wondered how he knew this room was there. He must be a regular visitor to this club. Maybe he's even married. I wonder how many women he has brought here...

"Ok then." I heard him say. "Maybe we can just watch a movie until you're ready to leave." He walked over to the couch and flicked the TV on.

"What? N-no... we didn't come in here to watch TV." I stammered.

He smiled and kissed me on the cheek. "You're a very beautiful woman, Beth. I know when a girl is ready to put out, and you are not. That's OK. We can sit and watch a movie."

I sighed. Watching a movie did feel more appealing than having sex right now. I pursed my lips and nodded. "Ok, we can watch a movie. I'm so sorry, Jared."

"Don't be sorry. It's good to be conservative. You're not like the rest."