The Studio

5. Jealousy's Reward

The night of the outing had come, and I had made much effort to look hot. Thin spaghetti strapped, black dress that ended three inches below my hips and hugging my every curve, was to be the fruit of temptation for Carlos. I topped it off with three inched black sling backs and poof! I looked amazing. I know there is no modesty in that, but shit, I paid quite a bit of cash for the dress and the makeup. Screw modesty; I was going to be as audacious and conceited as possible.

     I was still observing my figure in the mirror when I heard the horn outside my house and knew it was Ty. Carlos had said it was suppose to be a night of partying for Lenny. Lenny was one of the three guys in the group and by far the hottest. He was like a miniature Carlos, except he didn’t seem to miniature in certain areas. What? It was hard to miss!

 When I got outside, I wasn’t expecting to see a guy in the front and back seat, just Ty, so I had to stop myself suddenly from opening the front passenger door.

“Hey girl! Damn you look hot! I’ll be taking that dress immediately at the end of the evening.” Ty exclaimed while I settled into the back seat and closed my door. I was grinning from ear to ear with the compliment and had to return it, because she looked simply amazing with all that lace on top. I couldn’t see the bottom, but from myline of sight, it was gorgeous. There was another hot number sitting right beside me, and when I turned to look in his direction, I was dazzled by how sexy that grin was that he beamed down at me. Lenny knew how to make a girl wet with just that one grin, and I was one of those girls. One flash and you were hooked!

“Hey beautiful…” Lenny murmured. His hand was thrown over the back of the seat and he sat in that ‘I’m a sexy bitch…come get me’ pose. That always made him look tasty and Lenny knew how to play on how tasty he looked.

“Hey Lenny.” I smiled back and tried to ignore the heat in my cheeks that was slowly building.

“Aren’t you gonna wish me happy birthday?” He asked with a cute pout. Of course, no one told me it was his birthday, so I was a bit taken aback by this new bit of information. He must’ve registered the shock, because he shook his head and laughed.

“Its okay. Carlos probably forgot to tell you.”

“Yeah he did. I’m sorry Lenny; Had I known I would’ve gotten you a present.” I said softly, keeping the conversation to a low level because Ty was busy having a conversation of her own with the guy in the passenger seat whom she had failed to introduce to me. My breath became uneasy as I watched the look in his eyes change, and he slid closer to me. He came dangerously closer to my face and moved to my ears, where his breath pulsed waves of heat through me.

‘That’s okay; I’m sure you’ll find something to give me before the night is through.” He whispered in my ears.

    Well you can imagine the look on my face. I was turned on just by his proximity and those words that had an underlying meaning. My eyes darted to the rearview mirror, and I was sure I saw Ty watching, but both eyes were so intent on the road. When I turned back, he was pulling away with that wicked smirk that I thought only Carlos had mastered. Great, I hadn’t even seen Carlos for the evening and I was already hot. I wasn’t going to pretend to myself that I wasn't attracted to Lenny, but really, fucking two guys who were friends? Too slutty-tempting, but slutty.

The rest of the ride was filled with light touches of Lenny’s fingertips on my neck and thighs. I was knew he was set on seducing me for the rest of the evening. I was already wound up for some action, so with him doing those kinds of things, well it was just torture. When we got to the club, Carlos and the others were already seated in the back at a large table. The music was pulsing through my body and it made me wonder if it was possible to use it for a vibrator for awhile. That if I kept perfectly still on my seat, I might just get a mini orgasm. Yeah…desperate. Judge me.