With wine, brandy, liquors and a couple of gins behind me, my pain was still there, it just wasn’t killing me at that point. We had just finished eating and were thinking of moving on with the evening when a couple of great looking girls came in and sat in the booth opposite us. Dave grinned wickedly at me and I rolled my eyes. Dave signalled the waiter and asked him to offer the girls drinks on us.
Both girls giggled and accepted vodka and something drinks, the waiter made his way behind the bar to get their order. Meanwhile, Dave leaned over and introduced himself.
“Hi, I’m Dave, and this ugly bugger here is Jack. I’m the eye candy of this duo, ladies.” Dave winked at me and grinned back at the girls.
Chuckling, one of the girls placed her elbow on the table, her chin rested on her hand as she stared straight at me.
“Hey, ugly Jack. I’m Billie the charity case lover of our duo, so I guess your mine for the night?”
Dave shook his head and laughed heartily.
“Jeez, you have no idea what you’ve just let yourself in for, Billie. Jack’s out of practise so you may need to help him with that as well.”
I’d given Dave a what-the-fuck stare; I couldn’t believe he’d just said that. I turned and addressed both girls, giving them my sexiest smile and placed my hand over Dave’s mouth to silence him.
“Forgive my friend, ladies, he has no filter. What Dave means is that I have been away for a while, so he thinks I may have forgotten how to treat a lady.”
Billie grinned knowingly, the banter obviously appealing to her sense of humour and I couldn’t help but notice her beautiful green eyes were rimmed with a black halo. She flicked her long dark brown hair back and straightened up in her seat. My eyes were drawn to her legs as she crossed them under the table.
“Hmm, so let me see? Ugly, out of practise, and been away for a while. What can I say? I’m into ugly guys like Jack, Dave. The more out of practise the better because I love a challenge. I’m studying to be an occupational therapist so Jack here could very well be an interesting case study, I’m also a great teacher.”
I was instantly drawn to the way the light danced in her eyes when she tried to look as if she were being completely serious.
Dave suddenly spat out the mouthful of beer he was drinking, he coughed and sputtered, choking from the burning alcohol that was going down the wrong pipe. He inhaled deeply trying to catch his breath. Billie’s friend was out of her seat in a flash, reacting instinctively as she began slapping Dave’s back between his shoulder blades with a concerned look on her face.
“Jeez, are you okay? Try to remain calm. You’ll only antagonise your bronchus if you carry on.”
Dave tried to smile, embarrassed that he’d almost choked himself while trying to impress her and I lost my composure. I began to laugh uncontrollably as I invariably do when something tips me over the edge and Billie joined in, laughing with me, or because of me, I wasn’t sure which.
“Sorry,” I said, but when I looked at Dave’s face, I was off again.
“I might be the ugly one, Dave, but at least I can swallow.”
Chuckling again, I was breathless and realised that I hadn’t laughed that hard in a long time. Billie turned to look at her friend with a gorgeous smile, winked, and nodded her head at Dave.
“Well that’s that sorted, Michelle, he’s definitely yours.”
Turning to me, she smirked knowingly before informing me, “Michelle’s a geriatric nurse.”
All three of us erupted into a howl of laughter that brought the waiter scurrying over shushing us and gesturing at the other patrons of the restaurant. Even Dave saw the funny side but he didn’t let me off with that remark.
“Fuck you, you’re definitely paying for dinner after that remark.”
Billie asked where we were going and Dave told her that we were on the hunt for strippers and that I was drowning my sorrows due to my ex-girlfriend being pregnant. To which I quickly added, “Not by me.”
I’m not sure what happened after that but all four of us somehow ended up in the street, the girls having foregone their food to stick around with us. Even when Dave said we were heading to a strip club, neither girl was fazed by our choice of venue and were quite excited to tag along.
At first a little déjà vu hit me and I wondered if they’d had threesomes or even foursomes, if so, I’d be bowing out of that. Although, if it was a little one on one with Billie I was definitely up for breaking my duck, as they say in cricket terms, and jumping back into the game with her.
Dave grabbed Michelle’s hand and dragged her behind him as he weaved his way through the tourists. His enthusiasm and sense of purpose made me smirk at Billie and I felt a little embarrassed at Dave’s over-keen attitude to see women peel their clothes off in a dingy bar.
“Just for the record this isn’t our usual kind of night out. I think he’s trying to make me feel better by indulging in what he thinks would make him feel better if he was in my situation.” I commented, trying to look suitably mortified.
Grinning back, she looked at me as if she was checking me out before giving me a sexy giggle and rolled her eyes.
“Yeah, you’re way too hot to hang around strip clubs. I’d have had you pegged more for an upmarket sex club if you were into voyeurism.”
“Oh I’m definitely into voyeurism. I just prefer it to be one on one if you know what I mean. I’m not exactly an exhibitionist, but not prudish about being naked either you understand.” Fuck. I’ m babbling now.
Billie stopped dead in the street, raised her eyebrow and licked her lips slowly, staring me out for a second.
“Hmm, nice thought, Jack. You naked, I mean. You certainly look like you take care of yourself. Do you work out?”
“Yoga.”
“Damn! Me too. Are you into tantric sex?”
Jeez. I’d read about it, but didn’t know that much apart from Sting and his wife were splashed all over the gossip mags a few years ago with stories pertaining to it.
“Actually never had a partner that was into yoga so it’s not something I’ve been able to try.”
“Well, Jack. Like I said, I’m a good teacher. Play your cards right, I might blow your mind tonight.”
At that point I was relaxed and all the talk of sex was making me horny so, as far as I was concerned, she could blow any part of me she wanted.
By the time we reached Dave he was standing outside what looked like the trashiest, tackiest establishment in all of Soho.
Blue lights and multi-coloured plastic fringes outlined a door that led the way inside with a guy, I swear looked close to seven feet tall and the same wide, standing guard.
“Well, Jack. Here we are. This is where the fun begins. I hope you have plenty of fivers on you. Are you sure you girls are up for this?”
Billie smiled at me before turning to Dave. She smirked knowingly at him and placed her hand on his arm.
“Oh, we’re definitely coming, Dave. If I have to sit through a little tit jiggling in order to teach Jack a few tricks then I’m in. You never know, I may pick up a tip or two for my own repertoire.”
Winking at me, Billie pulled the plastic fringes apart and stepped into the blue lit foyer, Dave shook his head at me again.
“Like I said, I’ve yet to meet a woman that doesn’t want to shag you, Jack. It looks like your luck is in. Pity I had to nearly choke myself to help you to get laid.”
Patting Dave’s back I’d grinned and followed him into the foyer thinking how lucky I was, not for getting laid, possibly, but for having Dave as my mate.
Chapter 19 ~ Enjoying yourself
Staggering behind one another as we followed the cocktail waitress in the dimly lit strip club was funny in itself but Dave kept turning to look at me, grinned then gestured at the cocktail waitresses arse with his head. I couldn’t see anything except for his purplish, white teeth and shirt collar because the light was florescent strip lighting that ran around the stage. The actual seating area was so dar
k. Possibly to hide how shabby and run down the place was.
Our table was next to the stage and I wasn’t sure how to behave with the girls in tow. I figured I’d just be myself and if they didn’t like it they were free to leave. I liked the look of Billie she seemed like a fun girl but my heart had been scorched to fuck by Rosie earlier that day so I wasn’t looking for anyone to try and lay claims to it. If anything happened it would be just for fun.
We’d come in during an interval, so ordering drinks was difficult; everyone wanted the waitresses’ attention. Dave ordered a bottle of tequila and the girls ordered vodka and cokes before Dave then added three double gins to the order to ‘loosen me up’. I was already pretty much hammered and if I got much ‘looser’ I was sure I was going to be the one swinging around the pole. Funny I should have thought that because that’s exactly what happened an hour later.
One of the girls on stage took a shine to me and came down to give me a lap dance. She was a skinny little blonde-haired thing, with pretty big tits and a fit body. She was wearing the one thing that screamed of sin—those horrible cheap glass stripper shoes. Anyway, she crawled towards me on her hands and knees, looking all seductive and wanton and the next thing I knew she was all over me and I was being pushed up onto the stage by Dave and Michelle.
I protested profusely because being in that place with a couple of girls was one thing, getting on stage was something else. Yet, less than two minutes later I was down to my boxers dementedly gyrating against her in an impromptu dry humping session. Completely brazen in my behaviour I got carried away in the moment. Actually it was like I didn’t care about anyone or anything. I’ll admit that on previous nights out with the lads I had some unruly behaviour but I’d never stooped to that before. But then again, I’d never been celibate for six months before, either.
Dave was clapping his hands thinking it was all hysterical and that’s when I looked at Billie to gauge just how ridiculous I appeared to others. Billie was sitting back staring intently at me and she looked completely mesmerised. When I’d made eye contact with her I could see she was totally turned on, aroused by my simulated sex with the little stripper next to me.
Loud cheers egged us on and only got louder as soon as we’d finished. Goading remarks rang around the room and guys were pushing money in my boxers with more than one copping a feel of my dick as I fended them off with my hands. Dave stepped in eventually and told one guy in particular to, “Get the fuck off”, and I blew Dave a kiss telling him not to be jealous because I was saving myself for him. Billie laughed loudly and winked sexily at me. I didn’t care about anything; I was completely rat-assed drunk.
When I’d managed to focus on my wristwatch and saw it was three in the morning, I’d had enough. Dave had abandoned the strip show for the ‘feel show’ and was busy running his hands up and down Michelle’s legs, as she perched on his lap with her tongue well and truly down his throat. I was exhausted, pretty drunk and in need of a horizontal position, but at least I felt much more in control of my heart; I was pretty numb.
Billie offered for us to go back to their place. Dave opted that we went to his because there was no way anyone was coming to mine. I wasn’t ready to have another girl in my bed. The only girls that had ever been there were Lily, Cat and Rosie.
Finding a taxi wasn’t easy. No cab driver in his right mind wants to take rowdy inebriated people home, but with the girls it was easier to be picked up as two couples than as two stray drunk guys.
Arriving home, Dave pulled a coin out from his pocket and placed it on his thumb ready to toss it in the air. “Heads big bed, tails little bed.”
Staring at Billie to see how she reacted to Dave’s question, I could see she wasn’t at all put off by that or by the fact that I was stinking drunk and could barely stand. She hadn’t stopped looking at me all evening and despite everything, she seemed to accept my terrible behaviour in the club with the stripper without comment.
“Take whatever bed you want, Dave. Jack and I won’t be sleeping and I’ll either be on top or under him so I’m not expecting to be comfortable.”
I was staring at my feet and trying to remember how to work my legs and when I heard that, I smiled slowly and glanced up at my friend. Dave tugged at Michelle’s hand, almost yanking her off her feet as he half-jogged to his room.
“My bed it is then.”
Sniggering, Billie turned towards me and wandered over to sit next to me on the sofa. When she’d flicked her hair back, it drew my eyes to the olive silky skin on her slender neck that was waiting to be savoured. She was incredibly hot and her directness to Dave had my dick solid, even though I’d been drinking all night. Her amazing body hadn’t escaped my notice either. She was stunning and that had nothing to do with how drunk I was.
Dave’s living room had great lighting and I’d thought she was a good-looking girl in the restaurant, but when I’d checked her out properly, I realised just how beautiful she was. She sat down next to me and her left leg pressed against mine. The warmth from it radiated towards mine.
My favourite feature of a woman was usually her breasts, but Billie’s legs were the longest I’d ever seen, and I had a compulsion to touch them. But a part of me was worried about starting something and then not being able to satisfy her. After a six-month dry spell, I was like a pressure cooker, but her pull was so strong. I’d felt so randy and drunk and I was thinking that, if we had sex I might not last longer than a few minutes. I’d never had an issue getting it up no matter how drunk I was if the conditions were right. And the conditions were definitely right.
Reaching out, I stroked her leg with my middle finger drawing it slowly to the top of her stocking. My finger traced her soft, silky skin just under the hem of her skirt. I glanced at her face quickly to gauge the effect of my action and when her lips curved upwards in a wicked, seductive smile I was hooked.
“And?” I mirrored her smile and raised my eyebrow in question to her.
Billie’s brow furrowed and she shook her head slightly yet maintaining her intense stare into my eyes.
“And what?”
“And do you like a challenge?”
“I do.” Staring silently for a moment she allowed her words to sink in to my drunken brain.
“And is a guy who’s been celibate for the last six months and drunk as a skunk enough of a challenge to you or too much?”
Billie hummed as she pretended to ponder my question which drew my attention to her beautiful, full lips. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from them. I’d wanted to kiss her so badly at that moment then realised I hadn’t even kissed her. Why hadn’t I done that? But before I could, she spoke again.
“Of course it is.” She hesitated then shrugged her shoulders. “So you may need some tuning up. I get it, but I’m in no doubt you’re a great screw, Jack,” she added.
“And you’d know that how?”
“Watching you with that stripper had me so fucking hot for you. I almost straddled you in that flee ridden hole. How I sat there and didn’t climb on stage to bitch slap that little whore up there with you is beyond me. If you work me half as well as you simulated with that little display on stage, I know I’ll be leaving here with a smile on my face. ”
Raising my eyebrow I gave her a drunken smile as I thought back to my stage performance and how she had been watching me intensely. Maybe that was one of the reasons I’d gotten carried away. Billie turned to face me and I reached up, placing one hand on the side of her head, and pulled her head closer to me. I placed a chaste kiss on her lips before pulling back slightly, I grinned when our eyes met and she immediately kissed me back. Her tongue penetrated my mouth with an urgency that has only ever been matched by Rosie as she began pulling my shirt out of my trouser waistband in an effort to slide her hand under it.
Billie was undressing me and I was pretty compliant with it. I lifted my arms and legs to free the garments when she told me to, and I dropped them again when ordered. Before I knew it, I was butt-nake
d whilst she was still fully dressed. I had gotten so caught up in what she was doing to me that I hadn’t thought of undressing her. She didn’t seem that bothered about that, because she stood up after pulling my pants off and dragged the top she was wearing over her head. I watched in awe as her braless breasts sprang free and saw electricity sparks crackling in the air from the synthetic material reacting with her hair.
She popped the button on her waistband and pulled the zipper down sliding the small skirt over her hips to expose a pair of beautiful lacy boy short panties. They were intricately designed with lacy strips in black and pink and when she turned, her arse was covered in delicate lace criss-cross bands of material that made me want to rip them off with my teeth. They fitted her perfectly as the strings of material strained gently against the paleness of her skin beneath them.
Dropping to her knees in front of me, Billie slid her hands from my knees to my groin and then glanced up at me, smiling very seductively.
“So you weren’t lying, you do like to watch.”
“Always.”
My inaction was actually due to my inebriated state but I was more than happy for her to think that I had that much self-restraint.
Billie licked her lips as she wrapped her fingers around my dick and held me firmly in the palm of her hand. Bending forward she inspected my length closely before licking from my root to the tip. Concentrating on the glands, she swirled her tongue around and over it in superbly slow wet strokes.
As much as I’d wanted to watch, my eyes rolled back into my head and I fell against the back of the sofa. I’d let a small growl fall from my mouth as I basked in the delicious sensation of a woman’s tongue on the most intimate and sensitive area of my body for the first time in six months.
Needless to say, I was a two-minute wonder but Billie was relaxed about it and had told me afterwards that she’d expected it from someone in my position. I was embarrassed to say that I fell asleep within seconds of shooting my load all over her face as well. I didn’t know how long I was out but when I woke up she was lying on the floor masturbating without any trace of shame on her face at being caught.
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