FRIENDS WITH A LOT OF BENEFITS

WHAT A LUCKY DAY

                                                                                    II. CADMUS

Cadmus felt his body vibrating by the loud electronic bass music coming from different areas of the club his in. The famous LUCID Club just hit the city where he lives and tonight is their big day. And thanks to his friend, Harold he got to experience what others have been raving on about this place.

Well, I can say that the owner of the club doesn't shy away and went big and grand on everything. From the architectural and interior design of the club that is much more futuristic design from my taste, I remember the late architect Zaha Hadid from its smooth curves and geometric design. To the wonderful DJ that never plays song twice from the time I get here and I’ve been for hours, from its world-class drinks to its wonderful service, you could say that they have thought everything. Every angle and crevices, and any possibilities to make it better or best.

And as a person who is getting a s**t ton of money from selling businesses. The business that first me and my company bought, that is either the owner doesn't have financially, physically, or mental capacity to be able to run their company. Them me and my team will do some improvements, make it better or best and then selling it on more a greater price to other company or business owners.

Seeing how great the business front and services of the customer gets, I can say the owners doing something great on the back.

Then my mind went out of admiring the business talent of the owners when the person that I’m dancing with right just get to a little bit closer, grinding her peachy ass to my crotch area. I’m not here to complain about it especially since this lady looks decent. Like what I’m mean when it decent, it’s not the look of too fabricated. Yes, I have no hate for it, actually, it looks good when it is done right. Big boobs, perky rounded booty, and pouty lips, yeah, men dig it, and to be honest, I’m with those men. But there is always moderation in everything.

Like this wonderful lady that I’m dancing with, I can see that she does some works on her face and on her body but it is not out there and out of the sanity. Like what she did to herself just magnifies the beauty that she already has. Though, yes, you can do it without getting under a s**t load of surgery but we can’t be all doing the same thing to achieve something. If for her to achieve the beauty that she wanted is to get under those needles then so be it, I have no say for that. And if you also want to get your body and beauty goals on the more natural way, then do it. There shouldn’t have always been a standard or a prototype of how to do things, just do you.

And again, I’m not here complaining about that, but sadly to her, I’m not also here to get laid. I’m just here to enjoy the night and have fun. It is not always that we go out and have fun at the clubs it means that we are getting laid. For some it is but it shouldn’t have also to have that limited belief about that matter.

So, before it gets out of hand, I kindly excuse myself and find my way out of the dance floor. And I’m surprised that she takes it easily because I have encountered some more on the, you have to push your horses down situations just to say you’re not into it.

There’s a lot of people out here, especially it is the grand opening. There are some that the faces are known but a lot of our is new.

This is what I love about going out, not just do I love socializing and meeting different kinds of people but also getting to have a chance to enjoy myself. This is also a chance to grab some potential businesses to buy and of course buyers to sell the business that you have polished.

But as I said tonight is just for me to relax and enjoy. After I get through that bulk of a crowd, I look up and see one of my friends that join us tonight is in our place on the private lounge at the mezzanine of the club. I go up and as soon as I get there, I order my favorite whiskey and flopped myself to the inviting couch.

“Being done already?” I hear my friend; Domenico asks me while I sip my well-prized drink. Domenico or we call him Dom but every time we call him Dom his thick dark eyebrows meet as one then we know we are getting in his collect demeanor, that’s why we call him that nickname more often.

Domenico Herrera, or should I call him Dr. Domenico Herrera is one of the professors of the prestigious university here in our city and also one of the youngest. If I don’t know I will not believe that he got his Ph.D. at a very young age. But because I know this guy all in through, there is nothing unusual to that he is just gifted that with a massive amount of intelligence and arrogance. I just smirked to myself at that thought.

We all met during our college days. Me, Harold, and Domenico have different courses at that time but we live in the same dorm, and that is when our friendship starts and the rest was history.

“Yeah... It is almost like three in the morning” I said as I glance at my wristwatch even though it's hard to see it because of the dim lights.

“Well, we should get going.” He said after he shot the remaining content on his glass, bet that is some old fashion.

“And collect that asshole before he ran down the drinks out of this club” I laugh after I hear his exaggerated wail about our friend Harold. Though I have doubts that he can do that. But from the three of us, Harold is more on the wilder side. Where, Domenico is on the stern and collective side, Harold was the unpredictable and wild one. Well, I’m in the middle of both sides and I love it! I can work hard and play hard at the same time.

I remember our years in college, every party that has been occurred expected that man will be there. That there is always a time that we have to drag him out of it because we knew he gets some exams or classes that will be jeopardized the next day after that party.

And I also add that Harold is the lady's magnet from all three. I guess because he really doesn’t mind it at all, he loves the attention. Just like now when we see him on the bar, he is just making out with someone.

“Hey! Dimwit, we have to leave if you still want to get up later.” I shout at him, to get his attention.

But that stupid bastard just raises his middle finger at us and continues kissing the woman he’s making out with. Seconds after seconds thank god, they stop eating each other faces. I may have not drunk a lot to get puke but seeing my friend can be the cause of it.

But even before he took a step this madman almost fell flat on the shiny floor. It's good that Dom has quick reflexes and catches him before he says hi to the floor. Though I felt sorry for the floor if that happens.

“You son of a b***h!” I hear Dom hissing under his breath as he manages to get Harold to hold himself to stand.

After that whole fiasco, we successfully get out of the bar but with the girl that Harold makes out with. And actually, she is the one who is guiding Harold now. Though I can see that he was already a little bit sober that his last state. But I also sense the looks of that woman giving to me. And when I glance at them, I don’t think that she wanted some help for Harold because I can see him already walking somewhat straight and conversing with her already but when I look straight into her eyes, I can see that does not what she wants. And I’m not here for it.

We're walking because we aren't least have the common sense to park it on the other private parking lot that is near the bar. Because it will be packed and it will be hard to find space for our cars.

But after we get through our cars, I see a café that is still open through these hours. And I don’t know but there is something pushing me to go. Like a pull or some sort of I don’t know. But without even thinking before we passed through the coffee shop, I grab its door handle and pull it. Though I hear Domenico's voice asking what the hell I’m doing? Well to be honest I don’t know. I just have to blame my guts for this. I guess I’ll be trippin' but I know I didn’t drink that much, because I know I’ll be driving way back home.

“Just grab some coffee to shake those booze out.” On my excuse. But I guess it worked because they all went in and shrugged it off.

And with that, we are welcomed by a beautiful sight. No! not just beautiful, a gorgeous sight of a woman. I know she said something but I didn't get a hold of what she is saying.

I’m just struck by how majestic she looks. No make-up just a little bit of gloss to shine those pouty pink lips. Amber eyes with those curly. Her midnight hair tucked in a company hat and those rounder breasts…

What the actual f**k? Actually, this is new to me cause I’m not the one who put some good time into looking at someone else’s face and body and admiring it like it is the most delightful piece of art. Even for those, I have slept with before. I never see them on this lens but always a whole. And it gave me a minor freak-out.

Though I can see she is a really gorgeous woman, I can’t deny it there is something else or there are other reasons why I’m having this feeling. And I don’t if I will ever be ready to accept and navigate that.

Why did I get to be so lucky tonight? I told to myself.

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