Attraction

Chapter 6

As I make my way back to the living room, I realize I don't even know how old Pablo is. But somehow that didn't seem important to me.

I was more worried how I was going to survive the rest of the time with him knowing what just happened in my parents' home. I'm still shocked I even let him do that even though it was everything like my virgin fantasies I imagine. Maybe even more. I used touch myself thinking about how my sexual encounters would play out but this was more.

I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn't notice everyone was saying goodbye. How much time were we gone? No wonder my dad called out for Pablo but was completely oblivious his friend was taking advantage of his little. Well, not taking advantage because I surprisingly wanted it too. But I am relieved everyone is leaving and I can head home. I can't stand being here knowing was just happened.

As I gathered my thoughts, the last person leaving was, you guessed it, Pablo. He said goodbye to my mother and came straight for me.

"It was nice meeting you Adrianna.", he held out his hand. The same hand he used to feel me up during dinner, the same hand he licked with my juice. I took it and felt tiny shocks throughout my body and said, "Likewise, it was nice meeting you. Good night." As I tried pulling my hand away, he looked at me intensely and gave my hand a squeeze like silently saying this won't be the last time I see of him. Even though I know I won't ever see him again, he definitely runs in different social circles. He let go of my hand and turned to say one last goodnight to my parents and left.

I waited a couple of minutes before heading home myself. My parents went to sleep because they like sleeping early since they wake up so damn early. I never understood why but I leave them be. When I got home, I took off all my clothes and went straight to sleep. I was so worn out from the series of events today. I needed a good night sleep.

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It has been a week since the whole incident with my dad's friend happened at their house. I can't get myself to forget what happened since it brought me so much pleasure to think about it. So, in my attempt to try to forget it, I summoned my two best friends to go out. They don't know what happened and they won't find out ever. I love them to death but sometimes they can be a bit judgmental. With all three being virgins, I don't want my sexual escapades being the center of attentions.

I convinced them to go to the club that opened downtown, Club Royale. We decided to meet there around 10:30pm because that's when things get popping. As I was getting ready, my dad called me. He wanted to check up on me and know what I was doing tonight. I let me know I was going out with Maria and Denise to the new club. He sighed and just told me to be careful. Ever since, my best friends and I turned 21 we might have had too much fun the first couple of times we went out. None of them were extremely bad but let's just my dad had to pick us up one too many times from the club because we were too drunk and feisty that no one wanted to take up home. I wished him a good night and continued to get ready.

Around 10pm, I finished getting ready. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror on my room and did I look hot. I was wearing a lace bodysuit with a deep "v" in the front, which shows my breasts extremely good, along with my short black skirt and I wore my strappy heels. I opted out of wearing a bra because I couldn't and no panties because I wanted everything to look seamless. I ordered my taxi and head to Club Royale.

My best friends and I had gotten a table because we wanted somewhere to sit without getting felt up by horny ass men on the dancefloor when we were too tired to dance. I let security know I had a table and found my way to my friends. I noticed there were some of our guys friends with them already. They must have invited them so we each can have dance partners. It gets boring sometimes when you just dance with your girlfriends. Paul, Ricky and Damian were good friends we loved dancing with. I always dance with Damian because he was the best dance. We always had a great time together. Also, what made it even better was that they were all gay. So even though we all danced super sexual together, we knew it was all fun in games.

I wanted to dance so bad, I said hi fast and grabbed Damian and headed to the dance floor. He laughed as I made our way to the middle because he knew how much I loved dancing. My favorite song started playing "Dura – Remix by Daddy Yankee" and just let my hips move. Damian just danced kept up with me and left his hands on my hips. I never worried about him trying to do something. He only moves his hands lower is when a guy won't take no as an answer when I don't want to dance with them. He sends the message that I am not available.

The DJ started playing a throwback "Gasolina – Daddy Yankee" and my hips just starts grinding/twerking on Damian. I just let loose and was moving my body like no one was watching. Man, I was so wrong no one was watching. When I did a turn to look at Damian, I see him smiling and having a good time. His smiled disappeared so fast which was weird. I turned around a froze. I saw the most unhappiest man ever looking at me like he was going to kill me, and I just whispered, "Oh shit."