*****

The following day after work, I have plans. After the previous day’s frustrations, I’m feeling horny as hell. And as luck would have it, I already have an evening arranged with one of my ‘regulars’, Paul.

I see Paul typically once or twice a month, and we enjoy our frolics together. He’s good-looking, doesn’t want any complications and he works magic with his tongue….

My pussy already purring in anticipation of the evening to come, I pick out my little black dress to wear, hanging it out ready, put on my makeup, and brush out my dark hair, leaving it long and loose, the way I know Paul likes.

My laptop bings, an e-mail coming in; it’s from Paul. “Hi Babe. Sorry, can’t make it tonight.”

Damn!

“That’s ok, Paul. Another night later this week?”

“Sorry, Babe. I’ve met someone. It’s serious. I’ll not be hanging out with you again. Hope we’re still friends?”

Oh Hell. I’ll miss him. Still, what can you do?

“Of course we’re still friends. Hope it works out. You know where to find me if it doesn’t.”

“Thanks, Babe. I’ll remember that xx”

There goes my evening. I’m all dressed up and nowhere to go.

Perhaps I should go to the Club? I’m by myself, and as a single woman there, there’s nothing surer than that I’ll get laid….

*****

The Club is busy tonight, a crowd milling around me. I scan the room, seeing some familiar faces amid the throng. Now, who….

my elbow.

No way is he

for someone.” I’m lying of course. Steve

I pointedly ignore him, before he takes the hint and takes

cradle my drink, letting my gaze sweep

of fun. I make my way across the room. Dan

Want to

attractive, but looks at me daggers, despite Dan’s and

“You know me. I’m a

enough. Another time, eh? We’ll be downstairs if you want to watch.

that.” But instead, as the two head off with ‘Amy’ in tow, feeling miffed, I head for the bar, ordering myself a second large

not looking as though it’s going to

My phone bings again.

It’s Ryan….

town unexpected. u want 2

evening is rescued. Immediately

2 meet u. at the bar

if good 4 u? u suggest

good. restaurant name of bailey’s’. off town

c u @

call it a date since we both know what we are meeting for. The meal is a prelude, but the

met the first time that, knowing my tastes better now, he would come

what he’s got

should I dress? Would the outfit I’m wearing now be over the top? Worn for the Club environment, it plunges at the top and allows easy

both know what we are meeting

*****

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