Last night, The One and I went to out local watering hole only to find that we were horribly underdressed. It turned out that a wedding party had taken over the joint and well dressed people our age were all over the place and full of merriment. Walking up to the bar we are immediately handed shots from a guy who didn’t know us but most certainly the ringmaster. We take our shot (the first of many with this fine fellow) and he introduces us to his hot little sister who is in town for the happy event. She and The One hit the dance floor as I buy some thank you shots for our new friend.
Well imbibed, I hit join the two girls on the dance floor, only to find that “little sister” is a freak (in the best possible way). She grinds on me in the dirtiest way possible while The One is grinding on her. I pull her hair a bit and she makes the sexiest moan I’ve heard in a long time. I mouth, “Lets take her home.” to The One and she smiles, leans into our partner and gives her a bite on the neck.
The One leads our new friend to the bathroom to proposition her. Seemingly an hour later (but in reality probably 15 minutes), The One comes out empty handed. We exit the establishment and (miraculously) find a cab immediately outside. Once in she relates the story of what transpired in the bathroom.
It turns out that our little friend was way drunker than we thought. The One had led her to the bathroom and taken her a stall where they made out for a second before the girl had her hand under The One’s skirt and was going for gold. According to The One, she was getting close to cumming before the girl pushed her away, turned, and puked into the toilet. The One, dutifully stayed with the puker while she wretched. Upon exiting the stall they were immediately surrounded by wedding guests who apparently knew the girl and took her off of The One’s hands (apparently with out any questions of why they were in the stall to begin with).
Later that night, as I drunkenly went down on her, The One told how good the girl was at fingering pussy. If she was half as good as she was at dancing, I could only imagine!
well, hey, I’d generally be up to a proposition like that. Sad that she was too drunk though. Glad y’all otherwise had a fun time.
Yeah, she hide her drunkenness well, considering the balance required to execute some of her dance moves in her heels. She did provide some excellent dirty talk fodder, however- which in my mind is never a bad thing.