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“Come on, you have to go!” The voice came from your closet. Your friend, Jen, bless her heart, was trying to find an outfit for you.
“You haven’t been out in ages, and you’ve been working so much overtime!! You deserve a night out!” Jen finally walked out into view with a dress in her hand. She handed it over. You sighed and grabbed it.
“You’re going whether you like it or not. Now get dressed!” She pointed at you before she walked over to her curling iron.
“Fine, but I’m going to complain the entire time!” You got the last word, even if Jen was blasting music now.
You walked over to the bathroom and sighed again. Sure you needed a break, but you were thinking more of being lazy on the couch night rather than going out and drinking night.
You looked at yourself in the mirror. All you noticed was the dark circles under your eyes. Those extra overnight shifts were taking a toll. You were a nurse at the level one trauma hospital in the county. You saw it all in the ER. Gunshot wounds to car accidents, and it seemed the patients kept coming in but not enough nurses to keep up.
You ran your fingers through your dark, freshly curled hair (thanks to Jen) and started to get changed into the dress your loving friend picked out.
It was a classic little black dress, but with a not so classic design. It was a strapless, skin tight dress, with the sides open. Only being held on by a criss cross of string. You were showing more than you wanted, but Jen was the decider tonight. you looked back into the mirror.
you can do this. you recited in your mind. you could do this.... right?
-
Jen was practically dragging you by the arm.
“I promise you’re gonna have fun! and who knows... You might find a hottie!!” Jen squealed as she dragged you a little more.
You two walked into the bar.
God it sounded like a bad joke. “a woman and her friend that just wanted to go home walked into a bar....”
Jen immediately took you straight to the bartender. She needed to loosen you up and fast.
“Two tequila shots, please!” Jen handed over her ID and debit card. “Keep the tab open!”
You whipped your head towards her. “There’s no way you’re paying for all our drinks!” you whispered.
“Well if we play our cards right, I won’t have to pay for any more tonight...” she held up the shot glass that was now in front of her. She was eagerly waiting for you.
You playfully rolled your eyes and grabbed the other shot glass from the counter in front of you.
“Cheers to you having fun.... finally!!” Jen yelled out in excitement. in unison, you licked the salt, downed the shot and bit down on a lime wedge. You felt your face scrunch with the after taste.
There’s no going back now...
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Retrace your steps... Now you remembered taking shots... Then more shots. Then what? More drinks, dancing with Jen... Okay now we’re getting somewhere!
You remembered Jen was quietly rating the men in the bar. There were only a handful of potentials in her opinion.
That was until they came into view.
“Holy. Shit.” Jen was biting her lip. She definitely approved.
You were people watching. Distracted even, when Jen nudged you.
You turned your head to follow her eyes. Two men walking towards you and Jen.
You immediately noticed the one staring at you. Long dark hair parted in the middle. Super tall. Facial hair as he puffed on his cigarette. Was that- was that gun holsters under his arms?
The next thing you noticed was the plaid button up, and fuck did he wear that well. Like a sexy lumberjack.
“Hello ladies.” The man next to lumberjack said through a smile.
“Now where did you two handsome men come from?” Jen was already using her charm.
You still felt lumberjack staring, so you decided to look over at Jen. How was she so good at flirting?
“We were in the corner enjoying some drinks. We wanted to see if you beautiful ladies would join us.” Lumberjacks friend was reaching out for Jens hand. “I’m Ron and this is Flip”
Ah. Lumberjack finally has a name.
“I’m Jen.” You watched Ron and Jen walk back towards the corner of the building.
You look back at Flip, since you two were alone. You felt so awkward! He was still staring at you.
“So... You gonna tell me your name?” Flip’s deep voice came through his smirk.
You laughed a little to ease the tension as you told him your name.
“Nice to meet you. You smoke?” Flip was holding out his cigarette.
You grabbed it and took a deep inhale, holding it for a moment, and blowing it out. You handed him back the cigarette.
“Those are bad for you, you know.” Were you flirting? You couldn’t tell with all the damn alcohol in your system!
You watched as Flip exhaled smoke through his nose and chuckled. It was intoxicating really.
“You a doctor or something?” He joked as he ran his fingers through his silky hair.
“Not exactly. I’m a nurse. You a cop or something?” You asked pointing to the gun holsters.
“Detective actually” you watched as he put out his cigarette in the ashtray on the bar.
“Wanna sit?” his deep voice questioned you.
That. That was the last thing you remembered. Flashes of you two making out in the corner of the bar were coming back in pieces, but you were fully aware of what was happening now.
You two were in some shitty bathroom stall of the bar.
Once you guys came into the bathroom, he couldn’t keep his hands off of you. He pinned you against the wall of the stall, leaving kisses up and down your neck.
“I’ve been watching you all night in this tight ass dress.” Chills ran down your spine as Flip was now whispering loudly in your ear. You were quickly losing yourself under his touch.
You were running your hands all over his body and you couldn’t help but notice that you kept bumping into his guns. Sober you wouldn’t touch that with a 10 foot pole. But now? Something took over you, and you couldn’t help but feel the electricity shooting down your body from it.
Get your shit together...
You could feel his large hands run up and down your sides. His touch against your open skin from the dress felt like fire and you needed more. You grabbed a fist full of his hair yanking it a bit. You could hear a grunt from his chest. So animal-like. Ready to kill. You felt the warmth in between your legs grow.
He stepped closer, pressing his body against yours. You felt him press his hips more and you moaned at what you felt.
“See what that dress is doing to me?” He whispered again in your ear before licking it.
Realizing you still had a grip on his hair, you directed his face towards yours. You stood on your toes as he knelt down. It was a sloppy make-out session sure, but that didn’t take away how good it felt.
He lifted his hand up to one of your breasts, rubbing it in his palm. You instinctively arched your back, giving him more access. You could just feel the smirk on his face.
You were so focused on this that you didn’t notice his other hand slipping in between your legs. You pulled away from the kiss. You simultaneously gasped and moaned as he teased your entrance.
“Fuck...” You opened your legs, giving him more access.
“Hmm... Good girl.” he moaned. “Fuck, you’re so ready for me.” he growled as he shoved your panties to the side and slipped his callused finger into you.
You rolled your eyes back as you rested your head against the wall behind you. The way he was talking to you, was already pushing you close to the edge. What didn’t help is that he slipped another finger in. You grasped his shoulders, digging your fingernails into the fabric of his shirt as he went in and out.
You were so close to finishing, which was embarrassing, but let’s be honest. Your sex life wasn’t exactly flourishing since you’ve gotten so busy.
You were rolling your hips with his rhythm, your moans getting louder by the minute as you were approaching your climax. You could tell. He could tell. Shit who couldn’t tell??
That's when he slipped his fingers out. You shot your eyes towards him. You were dumb founded at what you saw.
You watched as he licked you off his fingers. Very slowly.
“What the hell” you groaned. “Why’d you stop?” you were starting to get irritated.
After he finished licking the remainder of you on his fingers, he leaned his head down a bit as he stared into your eyes.
“I don’t think i want to make you cum in a dirty place like this. Ruin such a dress? I don’t think so” it was fucking music to your ears.
- ••
High school was always tough for you. You barely had any friends and you didn’t have any extracurricular activities.
All the movies made it such a big deal. Big whoop.
High school was truly overrated. prom, dating, going to parties. Things you certainly did not do. You always stayed at home, doing what any loser did. Stay up in their room and watch TV. Maybe the casual hang out with the parents.
You always knew it would be forever until a boy saw any interest in you. And damn were you right.
That same struggle followed you into adulthood. No guy ever showed you any sort of affection.
That did not at all apply to this situation.
One moment you were in the bathroom stall adjusting your panties, the next moment Flip was opening the car door for you. The entire ride he acted like a complete gentleman. Shocker, considering his actions in the previously mentioned bathroom stall.
He made sure you were sober enough to go through with your decisions and made sure you were comfortable in his car.
He caressed your thigh up and down with his fingers as he defocused on driving. You took this moment to look around.
Cigarette butts. Of course. Paperwork, and lots of it. You assumed what was a police radio on the dashboard. He was pulling into a driveway by the time you could notice more.
You and Flip mirrored each other's movements as you stepped out and shut the car door. Flip made his way around to you and rested his hand on your lower back. He led you to the front door of the house.
Hm. Didn’t peg him as a porch guy.
Shit he even had a porch swing. As good as that sounded, you had something better to ride.
Once you were on the other side of the door you heard a lock. it was pitch dark and you were scared to move, not knowing if there was anything fragile in reach.
Next thing you know, you felt a hand clasp around yours and carefully led you into what you assume was the living room. Flip released your hand and you stood there.
Things came into view once Flip was standing by a now lit lamp. You were still standing in the doorway leading into the living room. Your peripheral vision told you there were paintings on the walls, the couch, next to flip and the lamp, was in front of long curtains. A window was your guess.
“Can i get you anything?” that deep voice always caught you off guard.
You shyly shook your head no.
It seemed like he forgot you were watching him as he bit his lip. He was staring at the dress. you could see the hunger in his eyes. You could tell he just needed a little push.
You bent one of your legs back to reach for your heel. Once you dropped that to the ground you repeated the steps for the other side.
You walked over to him. You stood there for a moment before grabbing his right hand. You lead his hand to the back of your torso. Flip received the message as he clasped onto the zipper. You looked into his eyes as you craned your neck. Shit this was so intimidating. You watched as the lump in his throat bobbed up and down.
The slow zipping sound filled the room, along with your dress falling onto the floor. At that moment, your confidence gave you a kiss on the cheek before running out the door. You instinctively looked down at your toes. You were standing in your matching black bra and thong. You wanted to crawl under a rock.
To be honest, you weren’t in the fittest shape. Some days you hated your body more than others, but you figured that was normal, but let’s just say thick thighs save lives.
Your head was brought back up from Flip’s finger under your chin. He moved his hand to the side of your neck, grasping some of your curled hair in between his fingers. The other hand on your hip.
This was his hold on you.
He was still staring into your eyes. or so you thought.
It happened so quickly. He pulled you up against his body as he crashed his lips against yours.
Your hands went straight to his shirt buttons. As sexy he looked with it on, you needed it off .
Your hands were working on his buttons as he now had both hands on your round ass, and that’s when you heard music to your ears.Flip was moaning under his breath.
You finally got the buttons undone, and Flip took a step back. He removed his gun holsters and plaid shirt. When he was done with his task, he knelt down to grab your ass while crashing his lips back onto yours. In one swift motion he picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist.
Next thing you knew you two were upstairs. He led you down slowly. Once your feet were back on the floor he stepped back.
You watched as he kicked his shoes off.
“On the bed. Now.” he ordered.
You bit your lip and you followed his direction. His words sent shivers down your spine as you sat on the edge of the bed.
There he was. What seemed like the sexiest man alive was standing in front of you.
“Take that shit off.” he growled. waving his hand over your remaining clothes.
Maybe you seemed a bit eager by how quickly you ripped them off. Once you were settled back, now fully naked. You watched him step closer to stand over you. You released a breath you didn’t know you were holding.
He got on his knees. That’s it. You could cum off just that sight.
He put his hand on your shoulder, and laid you down. your legs once hanging off the bed, were now around his shoulders.
Even though you had your eyes closed, you knew that bastard was smirking again.
His callused finger teased your entrance again that night.
“Hmm... So wet already...”
Before you could react, he was rubbing away at your clit.
Your back arched as you moaned “Fuck”
Flip quickened his pace as he was leaving kisses along your inner thigh.
Your skin flushed as you felt yourself creeping back towards your climax again.
“F-Flip...” you whimpered.
He took that as his signal. He let your legs fall off his shoulders as he stood back up.
“Turn around.” he ordered once again.
It didn’t take long to follow his orders. You lifted your head to look at the headboard. You were trying to imagine what he looked like.
The sounds that came behind your body told you that he took his remaining clothes off. His hands started at your ass.
You moaned as he lightly slapped your right cheek. He was testing your limits.
Your moan gave him the go ahead to slap a little harder. Which of course caused you to moan a little louder. your head dropped against the mattress when he went again.
A little harder. You were scrunching the sheets between your hands.
He grunted as he slapped you again. hard.
He grunted loudly again when he heard your loud moans slip out of your lips.
“Hmmm... That’s right. I wanna hear you.” he growled. He tapped you on the legs. “On your knees” he ordered.
Once you followed his direction, he carefully caressed your cheek where he was hitting. Tracing the outlines of his hand with his fingers. When he was done he had both hands gripping at your hips, getting you in position. You arched your back. You were dripping wet.
You felt your eyes roll back when he finally slipped his cock inside of you. He had his set rhythm when his right hand released your hip and went straight to your head. His fingers locked into your hair and pulled. Your head was yanked back which caused you to moan. Very loudly might you add.
This snapped something in Flip. He slammed into you harder as he yanked your hair again.
“Fuck!” you shouted as you arched your back more. If you went any farther you would snap your body in half.
“This pussy is so tight...” Flip released his left hand from your hip to slap your ass again. He wasn’t testing the waters this time.
“I'm not gonna stop until I have you screaming” he slapped you again.
Your eyes rolled back as you moaned “I don't want you to stop!”
Flip released his grip on your hair. His left hand found its way back to your hip, while his right hand was shoving your head into the mattress. His left hand was keeping your hips up. This made him hit your walls from a different angle.
You moved your head just in time so your ear was facing the mattress. You opened your eyes and loved what you saw.
Flip had a mirror mounted on his wall. The little light that was in the room was enough to show the silhouettes of your bodys slapping together.
Seeing this along with hearing your skin slapping caused you to moan loudly again. You were approaching your edge.
Out of the corner of your eye, you watched as flip followed your gaze.
“F-Fuck... You like that? Watching me fuck you? Answer me.” The rhythm of his hips were starting to get sloppy. He, like you, was close.
“Yes!!” you gripped the sheets under your hands again.
His hand shoved your head a little harder into the mattress.
“C-Cum for me.” he stuttered.
Your wish is my command.