Into the club (QOS)

The girls were loud and quite drunk by the time they left the bar  having plucked up enough courage to head to the less trodden parts of  town to find the edgier nightclub they had talked about. Several guys  had tried to chat up the girls at some point only to be witheringly  disregarded for their lack of certain attributes that the girls had all  become singularly focussed on.

As they approached the club, they knew they were in the right place.  The music, the obvious smell of weed and of course, the clientele. They  started to get giggly as they approached and the nerves set in but  Katie, being the most streetwise of the bunch led the charge, right past  the queue and up to the black bouncers who were enough to make the  girls horny. “Hey, any chance we could skip the queue?” she said with a  confident smile.

The bouncer knew his job and filling up the club with hot women was  high on the list of management’s properties. These were some  fine-looking women. “Yeah, come right on in. Looks like you are on the  VIP list,” he said, pulling the red rope aside.

Katie kissed him on the cheek. “Thanks, big guy, I might see you  later. Come on girls,” she called and the gang of women walked in  drawing the eyes of every guy in the area.

The younger women wanted to dance straight away and headed for the dance floor. Katie and Sarah wanted another drink first so headed to the bar. Their look didn’t  completely match the club as they looked much more rock but there were  plenty of women wearing equally if not more revealing outfits.

“Holy shit, Katie. There are so many hot guys in here. I feel like I’m going to explode,” said Sarah

“Tell me about it. I am crazy horny. I’m amazed I made it past that bouncer.”

“I know. If he’d asked me to suck his cock to get us in, I would have.”

Katie laughed. “Not so much that you’d be willing as you hoped he would make you.”

Sarah bit her lip. “Too  damn right.” She looked around and put her hand on her brow. “It’s  completely overwhelming. I don’t know who to pick.”

“That’s easy,” said Katie. “We order drinks and then let them come to us.”

They high-fived each other and went to the bar. Sarah was trying to get served and when she looked around she saw that Katie  was pouring herself over a tallish black guy with dreadlocks and  tattoos. She tapped her on the shoulder. “What do you want to drink?”

“Actually, I’m okay for now,” she said with a grin. “If we get split  up, I’ll see you back at yours,” She pulled herself closer to Sarah.  “I don’t know where I’ll end up tonight,” she said with a wink before  leaning into her new friend who started pulling her away.

Sarah felt a pang of  jealousy but she was overall happy for her friend. She decided to get  her drink and then she might try to find the other girls on the  dancefloor. She focused on the bar, got a drink and another shot to  steady her nerves. All the black guys around her were making her feel  light-headed. She knocked back the shot and took a sip of the bottle of  beer she had bought. She then realised just how drunk she was. She  didn't drink much at home and while her youth had been filled with wild  nights out, the last few years had not.

She unsteadily moved towards the dancefloor and saw at least two of  the girls they had met grinding up against or making out with black  boys. She turned to look for Katie and nearly walked into a guy’s chest.  She apologised and then paused as she was faced with a wall of a shirt.  Her eyes moved up the shirt and she came face to face with a pleasant  smile on a big, round, black face. “Woah, there,” said the guy as her  beer sloshed a little onto his large stomach.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” said Sarah as she wiped her hand ineffectually over the small spill. The simple  act of touching him made her unreasonably excited. “If there is anything  I can do to make it up to you, you must tell me.” She looked up at him  and smiled sweetly.

“How about you spend some time with me and we call it even? Toby,” he said, extending his hand.

“Sarah,” she replied  with a nervous laugh as she shook his large fat hand. “Sure, I don’t  mind hanging out with you.” She didn’t mind at all. He was massively  tall and apart from the weight he was good looking and if Jack proved  anything, it was that she wasn’t picky about appearance as long as they  met the one vital criteria.

Toby smiled. He seemed genuinely excited that she had said yes.  “Great,” he said. “I love your look by the way. It’s very different from  a lot of the girls here.”

“Thanks,” she said, tucking her hair bashfully behind her ear. “Just trying to do my own thing.”

“It works for you. You are really hot.”

“You think so?” She couldn’t believe how bashful she was being. She  just fancied him so much. It was so thrilling to hear that he thought  she was hot.

“Yeah, I’d say you are the hottest girl here. Oh, you are married.”  He had clearly noticed her left hand as he gestured towards it.

Sarah panicked a  little. She didn’t want that to get in the way of whatever this was.  “Yeah but I’d still like to hang out and get to know you a bit better.”

“He’s not here tonight is he?”

Sarah shook her head  while giving him a look. She decided to play it forward. She reached out  and put her hand on his chest. “No, he’s at home. I’m out with my  friends tonight. He really isn’t an issue.”

Toby seemed reassured by her words and by her obvious interest in him. “You want to dance?” he asked.

“I’d like that,” she said through lidded eyes. Toby held out his hand  to her and she swigged back her beer before leaving it on a table. She  took his hand and followed him onto the dancefloor.

Toby was a great dancer and for a short while, she forgot about  wanting to fuck his brains out and got lost in the good time. Toby was  being quite respectful and she got the impression from some of his  friends patting him on the back and high-fiving him, that he wasn’t the  typical lady's man. That didn’t matter to her. The more time she spent  with Toby the more she realised that she was more attracted to him than  some of the other guys there. There were a few who she found as  attractive and maybe even a little more but they weren’t showing  interest in her as they had their own girls to focus on. She was just  happy that she had bumped into him. He was her catch.

Realising that he wasn’t as forward as some of the guys there, she  made a point of showing him that she was interested. She turned her back  and worked her behind against him as they danced. His hands were on her  waist and she took one and lifted it to her breast. She thrilled as she  felt his big hand grip her generous mound of flesh. It was enough to  give him the green light. His hands began to explore her body as they  danced. She spun around and he lowered his head to kiss her. She flung  her arms around his neck and pulled him close they made out on the dance  floor. She felt something solid pressing into her and she longed to  pull it out but she wasn’t that drunk.

They left the dance floor. His mates continued to congratulate him as they got another drink. This time it was water for Sarah. She enjoyed getting drunk but wouldn’t have forgiven herself if she passed out at this late stage.

They got to know each other a bit. Toby was, as she suspected, not a  typical clubbing guy. He worked maintenance at an office block and had  been dragged out by his friends. He was clearly a little nervous and Sarah called him out on it. “Sorry. I’m not used to hanging out with women as hot as you,” he explained.

“And I’m not used to hanging out with guys as hot as you but I’m  enjoying it so far,” she flirted. He liked that response and bent down  to kiss her. She held his head to hers as she enthusiastically returned  the kiss. “I’m pretty much done with drinking and dancing but I’m not  ready for the night to be over,” she said to him.

Toby looked confused for a moment before realising what she was  getting at. “Do you want to come back to mine? We could continue the  night there.” He spoke with a little uncertainty like he wasn’t entirely  convinced that she would say yes.

Sarah smiled, happy  that he had got the hint. “That sounds perfect. Let’s get out of here,”  she said and she took his hand and began pulling him towards the exit.