As i walked into the house from work, i could hear my wife laughing out loud from upstairs. She is getting ready for her girls night out with 2 of her friends.
"I will meet you two at the Varnish Club around 8 OK?" I hear her say as she hangs up the phone.
"Will, is that you sweetie?" Carrie shouts from upstairs.
"Yep, just got home from work!" I state.
"I am going to the Varnish tonight with Cathy and Sam and will be home late. I put 3 six packs of beer in the fridge and your diner is on the stove. It is hot so be careful." She explains.
I look in the fridge and thin to myself, "Beer, Beef Stew and Thursday Night Football!" I smile a devilish smile.
I turn to see Carrie behind me looking as lovely as the day I met her 12 years ago.
"You look gorgeous! I can't let you go out looking so beautiful". I state.
Carrie looks at me with a smile and says, "You are too cute!, I love you, you have everything for a good night alone and f you good perhaps I will bring you home something!" She smiles that devilish smile that goes straight too my testicullars...
The door closes and I can hear the car doom shut and the car drive away.
I want to park close to the Varnish Club so I don't have to walk a great distance after closing. I know we are staying until closing, we always do. Carrie thinks to herself.
As Carrie pulls up to the Varnish Club a parking space right in front of the pub is being vacated. "I am so lucky!" Carrie says with a giggle.
After parking Carrie walks into the Varnish Club, a southwestern hoedown type establishment with line dancing and great beer. The people are always nice and cheerful and everyone loves to dance.
"Carrie, over here!" Cathy and Sam yell.
I see their hands waving in the distance and they have or favorite table.
As I walk on over to the table someone takes hold of my arm. I twirl around to see Jarrett the club bouncer looking down at me from his 6'8" body. "Miss Carrie, you know I must take your car keys before you can start drinking?" Jarrett states with his husky voice. Sends chills down my spine as to how gorgeous of a man Jarrett is. Hell, Will looks at him with a glitter in his eye. Jarrett is a gentle giant. I have known Jarrett since High School.
"Here you go darlin!" I state as I hand him my car keys. The Jeep is all your until I leave.
"Thank you mam, establishment rules, if you have had too much to drink you do not get the keys. We will call you a taxi to get home." Jarrett announces in a management style voice.
I get to our table and greet both the girls. Dancing is about to commence and all I have on my mind is Jarrett. That granite body and manly voice. I bet he would be so much fun to dance with. In my drunken mindset Cathy is talking to me as we start dancing but I am too far into Jarrett to hear anything.
I turn to see Cathy running on about something and lean towards her ear and shout, "WHAT?, I can't hear a fucking thing?"
After the dance we return to our table and have some beers. Our talk is all about how our husbands are stuck up cowboys and how they are the center of their universe. We are always a second thought.
Stacy tell us, "Tom called me yesterday and said he was golfing after work so I can fend for myself for diner. I was so livid! WTF"
Cathy chimes in with, "Yea Kevin was siting on the couch on Saturday and wondered out loud if he wanted to sit with me and peal peaches or go out, he was gone in two seconds flat."
The night dragged on so until we heard last call. We got our last beer and last dance in and headed for the door.
Cathy and Stacy left quickly as I stayed behind lollygagging around for some unknown reason.
Jarrett gave me my keys and bid me a good night. I could see him locking up as I got into my car. I turned the key and nothing. No sound what so ever. "FUCK!" I shouted.
I heard a knock on the passengers window and looked to see Jarrett. "Can I be of assistance Miss Carrie?" He asked.
"The fucking thing wont start Jarrett!" I stated.
"Let me look at it and see if I can find out what is wrong." Jarrett says as he opens my door and sits inside the Jeep.
He cranks the engine and floors the gas pedal but nothing.
"Dead miss Carrie!" Jarrett states.
I need to call Will but it is 2:30 and he has to get up at 5:30 for work. I can't call him.
"I will call a cab?" I state as I turn to look at Jarrett siting in my jeep.
As I look at him he begins to say something however I can not hear for I am staring his cock. The bulge in his pants ends at his knees. His cock hangs to his knees I think. Holy Fuck! I think.
"What?", I state looking at Jarrett who was attempting to say something.
"I can give you a ride home Carrie." He says.
"You sure, I live like 40 miles from here." I state.
"As long as your OK riding my motorcycle?" Jarrett says pointing to a rather large motorcycle across the street.
"SURE!", I say while staring at the bike.
" I will leave a not on your Jeep so Tom does not tow it away, ok?" Jarret says.
"That would be so nice Jarrett, you are so kind." I say.
I walk a cross the street and Jarrett assists me onto the bike. He sits in front of me and we communicate through the helmets. This is so fucking cool, I think.
As we start out the bike is much more powerful than I thought it would be and I end up squeezing Jarrett tightly around the stomach. "Sorry!, I shout"
