XXII

XXII
THE FRIDAY THEY MET.

"Loud music, all you can get--variety of girls, booze and a good time." Cameron listed off from his fingers, as his best friend sighed unimpressed.
"Cam, for the hundredth time. I do not want to go." He said this while buttoning his suit jacket. His best friend was being ridiculous, he always wanted to go to the club.
"Live a little Ken!! its not that hard, it's a Friday night, you have nothing to do, I'm sure you'll just head home to bed." His best friend was relentless. Kennedy knows how this night would end, he was just dragging it out. Cameron was going to win this, he always had, every Friday night.
"You know how stressful work was today? I need that rest." I tried the last card I had.
Can snorted,
"A new game isn't being released, a new game was not just released, a new game won't be released any time soon, as a matter of fact, you my friend, have too much free time, I'm not letting you waste it." Cam announced confidently.
I shook my head, showing that I had given up, Cam smiled so dazzlingly every bulb in the would have been jealous.
"That is more like it!" Cam exclaimed as soon as we entered the club. I winced as soon as the loud music hit my ears.
We navigated through the sweaty bodies that were pressed together on the dance floor. Once we reached the bartender we both took a single scotch, our usual.
"I'm headed for the dance floor!!!" Cam shouted in my ears so I could hear him over the music. I nodded, he knew I'd go to the VIP lounge to sit and observe other people.
Cam had disappeared into the pool of dancing bodies. I picked up the trail to the VIP Lounge, luckily no other VIP had arrived yet. I picked the seat that was sunken into the dark crevices of the lounge, sipping on my scotch, I tried to spy Cam from up here, usually he can handle a single scotch, but if he adds anything else, even a sip, he would be drunk.
Due to the blinking lights of the club, I didn't spot him easily, finally, I saw a mop of dark red hair, bobbing up and down to the music, I smiled.
Cameron Thomas Jefferson, he hated his middle name. The most free spirited of our duo. We have been best friends for fourteen good years. Actually, he helped me with everything. A shy kid, who couldn't talk to anyone had no chance of survival in the neighborhood they grew up.
"Are you ready for your special?" Willa whispered in a sultry tone, too close to my ear. My head whipped to face her. Willa as she calls herself here, was the "wing woman" for the club. She personally supplied girls to high paying VIP's like me.
"If you're the special for tonight." I said looking into her eyes. She was leaning towards me, her face inches from mine. I could see the gold specks dancing around her emerald irises. They were smiling naughtily. Willa never let the VIP's touch her, even when she knew she was the hottest among her girls, and she knew how to use it.
My eyes travelled down, she was wearing a low cut blouse, with half of her titties spilling out, courtesy of her surgeon.
"I know you like what you see Kenny, believe me this is fun for me too, but I have to work you know." Her mint breath wafted through my nose as I stared at her astonished at how she could say no over and over again to me. She was one of the few people that knew me, as the C.E.O of Bavard Gaming Enterprise.
I took a deep breath, Willa was always like that, putting herself out there, getting him excited, and then leaving him high and dry.
"You know my usual." I say looking away, feigning uninterest, I saw her smirk from the corner of my eye, she always said I was like a child, I threw a tantrum when I didn't get what I wanted.
She eased back slowly, a knowing smile on her lips.
"You never change Kenny. I'll have her over in a minute.. you'll love her trust me." She said slyly. Blowing a kiss my way, she walked away melting into the darkness.
I blew out a breath, Willa was my fantasy. She had curves in all the right places, none of her girls could compare, but for some reason she was off limits, I guessed that's the more reason I wanted her.
My eyes wandered into the dance floor, hoping to find Cam, I didn't want him to do something he was going to regret later.
I saw him half run to the restroom, his movement sluggish, pushing people rudely as he moved. Curses flew from my lips, I knew instantly he had taken the extra sip he wasn't supposed to.
Soon enough I was parting the crowd, trying to get to him before he hurt himself or someone else. It was hard, as everyone on the dance floor was already hammered. Their bodies sweaty, I felt disgusted by every touch, other people's sweat disgusted me.
Finally, I got to the restroom, I peeked into the male's restroom, it wasn't empty, and that's what I hated.
"Cam!" I called out his name.
No answer. The first bathroom stall was locked. I knew I was going to regret it, but I knock any way.
"Go away." A strange voice said before dry heaving. I shivered in disgust. Cam owed me big time.
Second stall, till the last was empty. I sighed. Where the hell did Cameron go??
The first stall's door swung open, a blonde guy swaggers out of the bathroom, leaving me alone with the cold white walls and the stench of the dirty bathroom stalls.
I start to leave the bathroom but a figure rushed in bumping into me in the process. The shock sent me back a few places, disoriented, I look up to find an unorganized figure lock the door. Her back was to me, I could see it was a girl since her ass was shoved in my face. Her gown was barely covering her ass, and clung to her body like a second skin. I never thought I'd see a figure so perfect, her waist was tiny, and her hips round, before I could analyze her body further she turned around to face me. Her beautiful features contorted into a shocked expression.
"What are you doing here?" Her voice came out disgusted.
I frowned,
"Excuse me?" I was still distracted by her face, she was more than beautiful. Her eyes were huge, her nostrils tiny, her lips were plump, red and moist. It was entrancing to watch her talk.
"This is the female restroom, and you're not a female, are you?"
I blinked, understanding the situation, my composure came back.
"No honey, this is the male restroom." I say pointedly at the urinals.
Her huge eyes widened in understanding. Somehow it turned me on even more.
"I am so sorry, I was running away from this guy and ended up rushing in here without thinking." She tried to explain with her hands flailing in the air.
The movement of her arms brought my eyes to her low cut neck gown, her tits weren't as massive as Willa's but they were firm and full. An image of roughly fondling it flashed through my mind's eye.
"It's okay, It's just me in here, I won't tell anyone you were here." I said to her trying to bring my eyes away from her chest.
"Thank you so much. I uhm could not stay any longer, he was really creepy, looks like I'll have to stay here a while."
I nodded as if I understood, but in reality, I wanted to see if she tasted as good as she smelled.
"So uhm, what's your name?" She sounded like she wanted to make small talk.
"Kennedy Russell.. Yours?" Swallowing as I did, I never offer up my real name.
"Clarissa Jones.."
I noticed she was checking me out too, her eyes looked like they soaking in every inch of me.
Closing the distance between us, I notice her breath hitch, and I wanted to have her right there..
Our lips met, not for a calm kiss, the kiss was rough, hungry, lust filled kiss. Winging it, my right hand grabbed her butt, she let out a guttural moan. I smirked against her lips as she kissed me harder.
In one swift motion I carried her, sat her down on the sink without breaking the kiss. Her fingers ran through my hair, I broke the kiss, placing my lips on her neck, I kissed her neck, she there her head back in bliss. I kissed up to her boobs, they were as soft as I had imagined, but I wasn't the type to go all in. I kissed back up to her neck, nibbling on a spot behind her ear, she let out a strangled noise, it told me she loved it.
Before I could go on, she pushed me off of her, I almost lost my balance, for the second time today because of her.
"What..?" I barely managed to whisper admist my pants. I was so out of breath.
She looked as shocked as I was, which was funny considering she pushed me off.
"I am so sorry, I uhm.." She said fixing her hair, I didn't know how much damage I had done to it, her dress had ridden up her ass, she looked dishriveled.
"I don't understand, did something go wrong?" I asked in confusion.
"It's uhm.. I have to go, I'm sorry." She sounded more confused. Her eyes were apologetic, before I could say more, she was out of there.
Leaving me to think, what the hell just happened?