Fellow Drinker

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The world just didn't seem to be on my side today. My photoshoot went all rogue with my designer choosing someone else over me, my car may or may not be history since it was stolen, ahhhh, my boyfriend Carlos Valdes, I caught him with a costar when he was voicing on Vixen as Cisco Ramon. The day just wasn't meant for me.

I was trudging along my way to a local bar before heading home which was close. I walked in and it seems my world was getting worse. Carlos was in their with that girl, seriously enjoying himself, I thought to myself. I walked up to the bartender and sat on a stool.

"Can you make me a triple please?" I asked.

"What drink?"

"Scotch." I replied.

"Could you get me the same thing." Another voice said as the person rested his hand on my shoulder.

It was Grant the guy I've met at my photoshoot today, he was in costume for the photoshoot after mine.

Tears slowly built up and I wiped them away. As soon as my drink came I downed it in a second, Grant did the same thing.

"So, why are you at a bar?" Grant asked.

"I'm wallowing in heartbreak." I replied.

"Who's the guy, so that maybe I can punch him?" He asked after.

"Carlos Valdes." I answered without holding back the tears.

"I guess we're here because of the same person."

"Really?" I asked after Grant wiped away some of my tears with his hand.

"My girlfriend left me for him." Grant explained.

"She's over there right now." He continued, pointing over to where they were.

"Get some more triples of Scotch coming this way." I ordered to the bartender.

The drinks kept coming and so was our drunkenness.

We were very loud and our conversation was awkward according to any sober person.

"Ahhhh baby spend a night with me." I slurred.

"Yeah I'll fuck your cunt all night." Grant slurred back.

Eventually we were then kicked out of the bar much to the amusement of our exes.

"Hey baby girl you want a night with me." Grant said then slung his arms around my shoulders.

"Fuck yeah." I replied, I was so drunk, at least I managed to find my way home.

We were on the porch and I was fumbling with the key in the door, Grant was kissing my neck in the meantime and I eventually left the key in the door and was 'busy' kissing him. Grant then turned the lock and we fell inside and onto the carpets.

We were fighting for each other's lips and ripping each other's clothes off. Grant wasted no time in entering into me and fucking me hard and fast. We were both a moaning mess, hair pulling, ass grabbing actions and my finger nails imprinted on Grant's back.
I flipped him over and bounced and rode on his dick, his moans were my motivation.

"Let's take this to the bedroom." Grant then whispered in my ears.

He picked me up bridal style and brought me to my room with my directions. He threw me onto the bed and fingered me for a while before going back in for the kill. I then cummed and Grant cummed after me on my stomach. We then kissed before Grant flopped down on me. We then fell asleep.

***
I woke up to the feel of my hands on someone's chest. I looked and realized it wasn't Carlos and that I had a serious hangover. Grant then woke up too, his hand on his head.

"What happened?" He asked. I thought for a while and then remembered what happened.

"Grant, I'm so, so sorry, I included you in my heartbreak and we had amazing sex and I don't know if this will be real, I'm so..." Grant then cut me off with a kiss

"If you say sorry one more time." Grant said against my lips. I then smiled into the kiss.

We broke away from each other.

"I like you, ever since you showed up at that photoshoot. I mean I was single by then so I wouldn't have suppressed my feelings." Grant said.

"We're naked right now." I said

"I felt a tinge of a liking for you but I wasn't single, actually I didn't know if I was getting cheated on so yeah. Let's focus on the here and now because now you got all my attention." I continued. Grant smiled at my words and kissed me.

"I love you and you got all my attention too."

I smiled at him and snuggled closer into his arms.

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