He Has Me

Chapter 3

The music was pounding, and Audrey was having a hard time thinking through it. But then maybe that was the purpose of the loud music.

“You don't look like you're having fun,” Amber accused with frustration as she reached for her sister's hand. Amber stood out in any crowd, with her glossy black hair, her wild green eyes, and her father's deeply tanned skin. The only thing the two sisters had in common looks wise was the shade of their hair. Too bad Audrey had gotten her mother's frizzy texture. Amber wore tight slinky clothes to accentuate the curvy frame that drew the attention of every man that walked past her. Audrey on the other hand had yet to find a clothing size that fit her well. She was narrow in the hips, broad in the shoulders, and had no idea how to make her butt look appealing. Not that it kept her awake at night, but seriously anything she put over her rear just seemed to flatten it even more. Amber had offered to take her shopping a few times, but Audrey always pointed out that she didn't need to be seen as a sex object. Problem was, Audrey hadn't been seen as a sex object in quite some time. Not since she and her high school boyfriend had broken up in their third year of college. It was not a heartbreaking event; they were both level-headed and agreed that their interests had grown in different directions. The truth was he was the first person she had ever had sex with, and she didn't find the activity all that fascinating. They kept things very vanilla and to Audrey it felt as mechanical as brushing her teeth or taking a shower. It was just part of her life that had to be done, and there wasn't a way to avoid it. But lately, maybe because of her hormones shifting, maybe because she had been without it for so long, she found herself curious about why others, including her own sister seemed to be so motivated to enjoy it. Although she and Amber were close Audrey was uncomfortable discussing sexual subject matters with her. But she had overheard her sister in the throes of passion before, from the next room, and one thing Audrey was certain of, she had never made sounds like that before. She wondered if somehow she was broken in that area, if perhaps she had been born without a pleasure center. Her experimentation with masturbation had left her frustrated, embarrassed, and generally unfulfilled.

Something about the vibrations of the music, the pulsations of the lights, and perhaps the afterglow of her encounter with Bridgette that morning, seemed to be awakening a desire within her that she hadn't felt in a very long time.

“Come dance with me,” Amber invited and grabbed Audrey's hand. She tugged her sister to her feet before Audrey could protest. As Audrey was led into the tangle of people in the dance floor she was a little unnerved by the passionate way they were dancing. She saw hips grinding, bodies slithering up and down along other bodies, some women were even bent over and receiving the thrust of the hips of the men they were dancing with. Audrey knew she had been out of the youthful lifestyle for quite some time, and had all but avoided it in high school, but she was slightly shocked by what she was seeing.

“What kind of club did you bring me to?” Audrey hissed in Amber's ear as her sister's arms wrapped around her, guiding her to the rhythm of the music.

“A club for people with a pulse,” Amber laughed beside Audrey's ear. Audrey scrunched up her nose as her sister seized her hips and began shifting them in time with her own.

“Audrey, you have to loosen up a little sis, or you're going to miss out on the best parts of life.”

“If this is the best part, then I'm okay with that,” Audrey snapped back with annoyance. She tried to imitate her sister's movement, the fluid way she moved her body, but she found it impossible. She felt like she was just jerking around like a robot, while her sister danced like a sensual goddess. Several men began moving closer to Amber, and one even walked up behind her. Amber didn't even flinch as the man wrapped an arm loosely around her waist and pressed gently against her lower stomach, curving her body back against his chest and abdomen. The two began moving together as if they were one body, even though Audrey was certain they had never even met. Audrey was unnerved by this, but Amber seemed to be intoxicated by the touch of the man as he lightly stroked his fingertips across her skin. Audrey was just about to turn and walk off of the dance floor, when she felt a hand curve warmly around her hip. She froze at the touch and glanced up to look in thedirection of whoever was standing behind her.