I was 21, fit, tanned and ready to hit the clubs in Melbourne! But first, let me tell you a bit about what was going on in my life at the time. Please forgive me long winded writing style - this is my first story, and happens to be 100% true.
Working in Melbourne was fantastic! I love meeting people and finding out about them and the interesting differences in lives. I really enjoyed my job - most of the time - working for Australia's biggest communications provider. I worked in technical support, and was quickly being promoted. Being extremely confident in conversations, technical and I'm told, fairly good looking, meant life was fairly easy for me.
Melbourne city is a modern city, with fantastic cafe's, restaurants and new buildings constructed constantly. It is also a massive sporting city, with 2 immense stadiums where concerts, our 'Football', Soccer, and various other sports drew crowds of people into the city for crazy nights of cheering, drinking and other escapades! Melbourne is has a very active, diverse night life. From pubs to clubs and mixtures of the two. Parts of Melbourne have more pubs per square km, than anywhere else on earth.
I'll get back to THAT friday night now! I had worked my 5 days, and my work mates and I were up for another night hitting the clubs. Dressed in suits from work, we went to the nearest pub first, for the cheap beer and liquor available. 2$ beers and basic spirits meant we could get pretty drunk before going to the more expensive places. This was a regular routine for us, and everyone knew we would either go to the strippers upstairs - even the females were keen - or hit one of the clubs that Mikey had friends at. Mikey was my closest work mate, and we hit the gym together often.
Me being single, I was hoping to meet a nice woman at the clubs or pubs that night, but rather than do what most of the blokes seemed to do - sleeze up to the ladies, I decided that I'd be friendly when I had the opportunity, but I wouldn't force opportunities to happen. I didn't like the idea of seeming like a jerk and interrupting other peoples conversations, or potentially get in a fight trying to pick up someone elses girl. That just isn't me.
I spent my time at the pub chatting with my work friends - two of which were gorgeous! Dana was a short Malaysian girl, who whilst a few years older than me, had one of the most beautiful smiles I have ever seen. Pure white teeth and a natural glint in her eyes every time she smiled. She had a boyfriend, but that didn't stop me being close with her. She was usually the one laughing at me when I got too drunk, found myself in bad situations, or met a girl and went home with her. She found me funny, but was not interested in me.
Then there was Kara. Kara was the most intensely sexual person I have ever met. Whilst we never hooked up, we often chatted about sex, sexuality and life in general. She had a girlfriend, but was openly Bi, and open to hooking up with me if I was up for it, as her girlfriend was happy for her to do so. She invited me to gay clubs with her and her girlfriend, but unfortunately, I was just too intimidated by the idea of a gay club. I regret not spending more time with her now! Kara had short cropped dark brown hair, with big brown eyes, lips that reminded me of Angelina, with a lip ring off to one side. AMAZING body. I had never seen a slim (healthily slim) body with such nice curves. I had plenty of opportunity to check out her cleavage as she often worked next to me, and her ass seemed to be always pointed my way. Boy did I dream about her a lot! I was hoping that tonight, she might come clubbing with me and I'd be able to make a move. She was wearing seemingly painted on black jeans, and a flowing blue shirt that was teasingly unbuttoned due to the hot Melbourne summer.
I was on my 8th drink for the night and looked back from the bar to notice most of my work friends were getting up to leave. I approached the group, fairly drunk, and hoped to convince the girls to come clubbing with Mikey and I. Whilst I caught Kara's eyes pleadingly, no one wanted to stay, even her. Just wasn't my night.
Feeling down and out, I asked Mikey if he wanted to call it a night. The thing about Mikey, is that he knew everyone. A little shorter than my 6 foot frame, he was very well built with muscles in places I didn't have places. He was european, and had a community of friends that were often DJing at the best clubs in Melbourne. We quite often got past the long queues, and into the clubs with no door fee, and cheap drinks. Mikey was up for a big night as his girlfriend was working that night. He suggested we hit a new club that our mutual friend was DJ'ing at, Chicane.
We walked the 2km or so to the club, which gave me a bit of a chance to sober up. I tend to sober up very quickly as I have an extremely fast metabolism, and having no body fat. On the way I was asking Mikey all about the club, trying to gain some idea of what we would be walking into. He just said it was going to be a good night and he had lots of friends there. This would prove a very important factor in my night!
We finally hit the club, and walked past the huge bouncers. They said hello to Mikey, nodded at me as if I was the smallest person they had ever seen, and we walked up the red carpet to the dance floor. Ready to get into it, I was psyched up, but my elation dropped when we got inside. It was almost empty. I looked around for the bar and ordered a drink, and noticed that it was still early at 10pm. Mikey and I just sat on a couch and had a few drinks and made jokes at our predicament and waited for the club to fill.
After and hour or two, it started getting really busy and the music started cranking. I walked back from the toilets to see the dance floor packed. However what I wasn't ready for, was that I was the only obvious looking Anglo-Saxon Aussie there! Whilst Australia is not typically racist, there are clubs that certain races tended to own, and guard jealously. Every culture dresses differently, and I was in a well cut designer suit, whilst everyone else was in the normal clubbing clothes for the time. I walked in and everyone just seemed to stop dancing at once, and look at me. Feeling like things were going to get bad, I looked around for any familiar faces and saw the DJ, Nick, looking back at me. He grabbed the mic, and said to everyone 'Hey, this is Nate, he's one of us! Give him a good night!'. I looked around and everyone softened towards me, with a couple of the guys coming across to say hi, shake my hand and wish me a good night. Boy was I relieved! The music started again and I started dancing with a few of the girls whilst enjoying more drinks - on the house this time!
I was getting into one of the songs when I felt a pinch on my ass, and rather than turn around to confront whoever it was, I put my hand behind me and grabbed the hips of the girl who had grabbed me. We kept dancing that way until the song ended, and I turned around, desperately hoping against hope that it was Kara behind me by some miracle.
It wasn't. It was someone I had never met before, but she was gorgeous. Flowing black wavy hair down to her ass, curvy figure but not fat by any means. What caught me was her confident eyes, easy but seductive smile and her forwardness. She had a tight white top on, which allowed me to look down her cleavage, and a mini skirt that rode up enough, and was stretch enough for her to grind on my thighs often. We danced for an hour or so, groping each other often, but unable to converse as the music was just too loud. I motioned for her to come to the bar with me, and when we got there she took over.
Two shots for us thanks! she said to the barman, who gave us some concoction that looked evil. She gulped hers down and offered me mine. Meanwhile a local favorite song came on, and the club went nuts. Pushed against me, this woman - and I still didn't know her name - took the opportunity to slide her hands down my body, into my suit pants, and start teasingly stroking me. I had my shot in one hand, and the other around her, so I couldn't even cover up, but thats what she wanted. I took my shot with her kissing up my neck feeling like tonight had started to go how I had hoped it would!
