The one where we go clubbing
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"s**t Emi! He stroked your hair and you didn't go for it?? Damn! I thought I've taught you better. Even my sweet Amber knows the signs. He's a doctor, he's single and he's a Ken." Angelica scolded me. She told me to strip, and put on the skimpiest dress I owned. I decided to slip on my black sheer stockings, under the dress.
Of course, I should've known better. My life is in their hands now.
Amanda was doing my hair and makeup, while Amber started me up with a glass of wine. Our sweet deranged Amber. I know.
My sister was staying with her friends. She said would be back tomorrow afternoon. She was another problem that I had to worry about. But as long as she came home in one piece. I would deal with her issue tomorrow.
Ken called me this afternoon said that he got me rehired. I was pissed at him, but Derrick called me and told me to get my ass to the office, tomorrow morning. His dad apparently ordered him to do so. He accused me of going behind his back straight to his father. To which I denied, I've never even met the man. Derick was grumbling but finally said at least he still gets to see my pretty face in the office tomorrow.
Fuck! Double f**k!
So tonight, I was actually looking forward to getting wasted. Maybe even get laid, if I found the right d**k.
I know beggars seemed to be a chooser here.
We arrived at the club an hour later. Angelica was taking the lead, she was passing us through security. Getting us a table, and ordering our drinks. She was like our alpha female, while Amanda was the playful one, and Amber was the calmed controlled one. I was like an accessory to them. None importance, but they love me to bits.
I kept on lowering my dress down. Amber just laughed at me. "Here drink some more. The dress will grow longer if you drink. It's magical. I know."
"Drink up bitches!" Angelica shouted. I didn't know how many glasses she drinks already, but two bottles were already down. These girls drank their champagne, like water after a long run.
Amanda was inviting a couple of guys to our table. I didn't know where she found these guys, but all handsome and good-looking. Well, maybe it was the alcohol taking part in viewing them. But I was a bit tipsy already, one of the guys was inviting me to dance. Angelica was pushing me to him.
Guess I'm dancing then.
"So what's the occasion?" The guy I was dancing with, tried to make small talk. But I was way too intoxicated, to understand his question. I just dance to the music. Snaking my hands to his chest, smiling seductively at him. But then my foot hurts. Damn Ken! I decided to get back to our seats. Then the guy took off, and dance with another woman.
Oh well! I saw that one coming already...
I slumped to the sofa, while Amber was giggling beside me, pouring me another glass. She was teasing the hunk beside her.
Damn! She's good.
But what I didn't see was Ken, coming to our table until he was in very close proximity. I was instantly sober. I didn't know a doctor could look this sinful. I chugged down my glass of champagne, making my girls looked straight at me. I knew they were looking out for me. They always had my back, no matter how drunk they became. The downside was now they all looked in my direction, straight to Ken.
They all mouthed "Ken" to each other. He was closing in, as Amber was pouring me another glass giggling. She was wearing the most conservative-looking dress out of all of us. Yet, she was the one that had been drowning us in champagne.
"Emilie didn't know you're coming here. I thought your foot still hurt?" Angelica was quick on her feet, as she slid out of her seat, to let him take a seat next to me.
"Hi there, you must be Emi's friend. Why don't you accompany her? We need to take our guys dancing. And yes, her foot still hurt. So she's done dancing."
"Angelica, this is Maxim Markov. Maxim this is Angelica, that's Amber and Amanda...Amanda! Stop kissing!! Maxim this is Amanda." I was blushing and they all laughed at me, as I pouted. They all went dancing, and leave me alone with maxim.
"Emilie. You look..."
"I know, I know the dress is too short. They're making me wear this. They're making me come here. But I love them to death, and can never say no to them." I grinned at him.
"I was about to say, you look sexy. I like it." His hand was on my thigh now. I didn't know how, but I managed to blush in this dimly lit nightclub. He looked pleased with me.
"So, who are you here with?"
"I'm with my boys. But I'm with you now." His hand moved higher, as his body got closer to mine. His head was inches from my neck. I could feel his breath on my neck.
Then I suddenly moaned, when he latched his lips just below my ear and started giving me small feathery kisses.
"Damn Emilie, I can stop thinking about your moan since the sandwich thing this morning. You make me hard. So f*****g sexy Em."
I could hear him breathing hard. And then he kissed me softly, the kiss got hotter as our breaths got heavy. We finally let go, as we both panted.
"Woah...seems that we're back too soon." Angelica was thrilled, to see me making out with Ken. I just rolled my eyes at her.
"Girls, do you mind if I stole your friend for the night?"
"Hey you didn't ask for my permission, why are you asking them?" I pouted, but then he shut me off by bitting, and licking my ear then whispered dirty things that he was going to do to me, besides f*****g me.
My girls were ecstatic, seeing me with Ken. They virtually dragged me out of my seat into his arms.
Oohhh...very strong arms. I didn't know doctors have strong arms.
We were out of the club. And into his car. "Ivan to my place."
"Ehm... actually can we go to mine instead? I got to be available, in case my sister called. It's a long story." I slumped back to the seat.
But he pulled me into his chest and asked for my address, then he speaks a foreign language to his driver. I didn't even want to know anymore. I was so tired and my foot hurts.
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Amber: who wants sexy in the next chapter? comment down below, now people. And I will make it happen.
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