Bad Girl 3

The next morning, I barely remembered what had happened last night. Does that guy from the club has a special ability to make me forget stuff with his dick? Either way, I just remembered how pleasuring it was. I would not mind running into him again. Maybe, the third time will be the charm like they say, and I will be able to get more out of it than just fucking. Then, I looked at the clock besides my bed. I was late for work, so I got out of bed in a blink to go get ready.

While dressing up, desperately, my phone buzzed. I quickly checked it to see I had a new text, but I did not pay attention to it, dismissing the notification entirely. I quickly served myself a bowl of cereal then left running downstairs to catch the train to work. When I got inside the train, which I ran into just in time, I felt a bit calmer. Inside, I eyed everybody around me, trying to spot someone familiar. Maybe I was becoming a little paranoid, or maybe I was just horny and craving more dick.

The train got to my stop faster than I thought, and soon enough I was walking into my usual workplace, 20 minutes late. I hurried to my spot, then sat down to catch my breath for a bit before starting to work. Kyle looked at me, then added a comment that was uncalled for. “Lady, did you come riding a tornado? You look rather messy!” then I looked at myself on using my desk mirror and indeed, I was a mess. “I woke up late. I had to rush” was what I said, hiding my disgust at his pointing of my looks. Then, he left to his spot.

The day at work was rather calm. Josh would walk by my desk every once now and then wink at me, or throw smiles my way. I tried to shrug these off, instead focusing on my job. I was feeling so rushed today. I also felt like I was forgetting something, or someone. But I had too much work to do to care about that, so I kept working nonstop.

Lunch time came, and I went to my usual spot with Kyle and Claudia. They were talking about some night out plans they had, and of course turned to see me when I approached their table. “Are you in for a night out clubbing today?” Asked Claudia, smirking as she took a sip from her soda. “In the middle of the week?” I asked. “Wow. Are you actually questioning me? You usually just say yes!” she said in shock.

“I’m sorry. It has been a little hectic today for me!” I said, taking a bite of my steak. “Of course I would love to go out with you guys!” I said with a smile. “Of course, you would need to spruce up your looks before heading to the club!” Said Kyle, then laughed in a low volume. “Silly” I said, then took a sip. We continued our lunch time talking about what we would do tonight. They were rather excited about going out, and so was I, but something in the back of my head kept calling out for me.

I could not make out what was I forgetting, but I assumed it was today’s rush making me feel uneasy about things. I probably had nothing to worry about, so I decided to ignore my gut feeling for the rest of the day. The day at work was over before I knew it, and I was on the way back home in the train. Again, I was scanning the area to see if I could spot my casual, barely known lover.

I got home, then left my stuff on the couch and went to hit the shower. I had been feeling so rushed today, that I decided I needed to unwind a bit. As the hot water poured over me, I put my hand on my pussy and started to gently rub it. It made my shower a bit more relaxing. As I sped up on my masturbation, I gushed out a little then, after moaning, I closed off my shower by washing away the soap on me.

I left the shower then went to look for something to wear. I was feeling chilled down, so I wanted cold colors. I put on a comfortable purple dress that was lace less, black heels and a hint of pink lipstick, then did my hair. I was feeling pretty and ready, so I called Kyle and told him I was on my way to the club, and he said they were already there waiting for me.

I got into a cab, and told the driver where to go. The ride was slow, and I had a lot of time to think. Then I remembered, what was bothering me the entire day in the back of my head. Jeremiah had asked me out, and I never gave him a reply. I quickly opened the messages on my phone to see his unread message from this morning, asking me if I wanted to go out or not. I replied; “Sorry, I was super busy today!” to which he quickly replied “its fine, we can go out other day.” That made me be a little relieved, but still felt guilty.

I got to the club before realizing it, and then made my way in. I danced to the song that was playing on the multicolored dance floor, which was fast electronic music. My friends spotted me, then walked towards me and started to dance with me. I really needed to let go of some stress, so this night out was much needed. I could not stop thinking about Jeremiah while in the dance club, the feeling of guilt growing.

I sat by the bar, then started to order drink after drink. On my 4^th drink, I was feeling dizzy already. I spotted a tall, black man looking at me from the other side of the bar, and then approached me. He ordered a drink the sat beside me. He introduced himself as Nick, but by this point I was too drunk to care about it. He asked me to dance, and we went to the dance floor.

While dancing, he was dirty humping me through the entire song, and I went with the flow. I could feel his cock, which was hard, through his jeans. I slowed down my dancing a little, and amidst a hazy drunk feeling, I grabbed his crotch, and he smiled. He then grabbed me by the hand, and took me to the V.I.P Area. The bouncer was his friend apparently, and he let us in. He took me to the bathroom, which was dimly lit, then held me against the counter and started to kiss me.

He flipped me on the counter, then quickly lifted my dress, exposing my butt cheeks. He took down my panties, then started to rim my ass. He stood up, then penetrated my ass with his cock. It felt hot and big, and I spread my leg over the counter to make things easier for him. He continued to fuck me, then flipped me over, got me on the counter, and slammed his face into my pussy.

He began to eat it and finger it, making me come within moments. He then penetrated me with his cock, and I started to moan loudly. I was still too drunk to even see his face clearly, but I could feel all the pleasure. He pulled out, held me to the ground, and then jerked off in front of me. Naturally, I grabbed his cock and began to suck on it. He came a big load into my mouth, and moaned loudly as he did so.

We washed up quickly, then left for the dance floor in a blink, we took different ways. I suppose I would never see Nick again, and I could not even remember if that was really his name. My friends saw me and approached me in shock, asking where I had gone to. They saw I was too drunk, so we had to leave.

“We take our eyes off you for a second and you disappear” said Claudia, as we made our way to her car. During the entire drive, they talked about how much fun they had, and I could only think about Nick, and Jeremiah. I still felt guilty! I had to make up to him somehow. Before long, we were in front of my building and my friends walked me up to my apartment, opening the door for me and letting me in. I was a real mess.

They laid me down on bed. “We’ll tell our boss you got sick. Take a day off” they said, then left my apartment. Good thing to come out of this random night was a free day at work, I guess. Then I fell asleep quickly.