"In but a few hours, the New Year will arrive, and I will deliver on the only resolution I have this year."
Absentmindedly, Nick had written this on a table napkin at the city bar whilst chatting on the phone to his friends that were due to get into town later that night. Hanging up the phone he raised an eyebrow at what he'd written and waved at the hard working bar tender serving at the busy bar. Looking up, he shook his head as he did so. Cute, blonde and too young, she mouthed "another one?" as she poured a beer for someone else. Nick nodded and gave the universal thumbs-up approval then muttered to himself,
"She's too young and out of your bloody league."
The cute blonde put a new beer down on the bar in front of Nick. Looking at the note upside down, she attempted to read it. Leaning in, she managed to edge towards Nick, her perfume, heady and expensive, stirred something deep within him.
"What resolution have YOU made?" She asked as she tucked her bottle opener underneath the strap of her tight fitting vest top.
Nick blushed, knowing full well what he had meant by the statement.
"I can't tell you that."
Picking up the napkin, Nick folded it and put it into his pocket. This earned an eyebrow being raised in disappointment before she was called away to serve. Nick took a deep breath, held it and then let it out slowly. Turning his back to the bar, putting temptation firmly behind him, Nick spent the next 45 minutes killing time by people watching.
Nick was discussing the merits of offensive versus defensive in a number footballing codes with the guy next to him at the bar when a neon pink-taloned hand was placed on his chest. Turning, he was greeted by Sonia.
"Nick, come here and give me a hug that'll make my husband jealous!"
Sonia threw her arms around Nick's shoulders, who's hands fell to Sonia'a curvy backside, covered by a very tight mini skirt and lifted her up, and bounced her a couple of times, making her squeal in delight before begging him to put her down. Lowering her to ground, Nick stood back and said,
"Fuck me, Sonia, your hubby know how lucky he is?"
"He does." Said a male voice.
"Andrew, how the devil are you, you lucky guy?" said Nick, beaming as he shook Andrew's hand firmly.
Standing back, Nick admired the happy couple, as Andrew put a protective arm back around Sonia's waist. In her neon pink heels, Sonia was as tall as Andrew. Sonia had a voluptuous figure by that always caught men's eyes. Her long curly black hair, set off the pink basque under a faux-fur winter coat, pink lipstick to match her fingernails, and patterned tights. Meanwhile, Andrew was slim, a red head and about 5'10, inches his usual attire of a crisp white shirt and jeans.
"Let me get some drinks for you two, what do you want?" asked Nick.
"You'd better ask Lucy first."
"Lucy?"
"Lucy, meet Nick." Sonia turned to the blonde woman standing next to her.
Lucy stood a couple of inches taller than Andrew in her heels and scarlet jacket. Her athletic frame being shown off in a red polka dot mid-thigh length to top it off, Lucy looked like she wearing gossamer thin hold-ups, setting off her defined legs. Lucy offered her hand to Nick who had to wrench his eyes away from admiring Lucy.
"Hi Lucy, what can I get you?" Nick asked.
"Hmmm, beer please."
"You two...?"
"Cocktail, make mine a screwdriver, Andrew will have a beer too, but get me a straw."
Nick turned towards the bar, caught the cute blonde's eye and ordered the drinks. Andrew tapped Nick on the shoulder and pointed to a table that Sonia had managed to bag. Nick nodded, paid for the drinks with a generous tip, and the two guys, a drink in each hand, made their way through the crowd to the table.
Sonia gestured the chair next to her for Nick, as he passed the screwdriver to Sonia. Sitting next to Sonia, but opposite Lucy, Nick clearly couldn't stop his eyes from wandering. Under the table, Sonia placed her hand on his left thigh, making Nick raise an eyebrow. Leaning forward, Sonia held the straw to her drink, licked her lips and asked,
"So Nick, how's your love life?"
Sonia then placed her full lips onto the straw and took a sip of her drink. Unbeknownst to Andrew and Lucy, her right hand was slowly stroking Nick's upper thigh.
Andrew laughed as Nick blushed.
"I think darling, there will be no scandalous details for you if he's blushing like that."
Sonia looked up from her drink, still toying with the straw and smiled wickedly. Under the table her hand slid up Nick's thigh higher still, Nick wide-eyed in surprise.
"W-w-well." Nick stammered before regaining composure "It's safe to say, lousy zero."
"See, I told you so darling." Andrew chuckled.
"Well, that's a disappointment, I'm sorry for you Nick." Sonia said.
"Stop picking on him." Chided Lucy.
"Thank you Lucy, it did feel like I was getting the third degree there."
Lucy smiled at Nick and she raised her bottle of beer, to meet Nick's raised drink.
"So, how do you know Sonia and Andrew, Lucy?"
"Oh, I've known Lucy since school, I'm sworn to absolute secrecy though."
"You'd better not say a word Lucy, I wouldn't want Nick to get the wrong idea about me." Sonia batted her eyes at this statement resulting laughter from the others.
"Oh, I bet you have way better stories than I do, I shall have to pump you for information after a few drinks" said Nick.
"Don't you dare Nick." Squealed Sonia, "If he does Lucy, just remember I have stories too..."
"Well, I'll just have to see how hard he pumps me for information." Said Lucy, resulting in laughter from all at the table.
After a few rounds of drinks the foursome left for the it booked table at the restaurant, squeezing into the black cab, Nick rode rearwards looking back at the three on the rear seat. It didn't take Sonia too long before she winked at Nick, winked and then crossed her legs, flashing a view of her upper thigh at him, causing him to blush.
"You ok Nick?" Asked Andrew
"Yeah, just riding backwards after a few, that's all."
Sonia grinned mischievously and uncrossed her legs, parting her knees her tiny black thong visible through her patterned tights. Nick couldn't help but look, then look at Sonia's eyes. She winked back at him and crossed her legs once again. Nick shook his head and looked out the window.
Arriving at the restaurant, Nick patiently waited for the others to leave before exiting, he could have sworn that both Sonia and Lucy had used his thigh for balance as they exited.
Nick followed the other three into the restaurant and to their table. Nick watched the waiter as he offered to take coats, and when Sonia took her coat off, exposing her figure-hugging basque, he could see the double-take over her curves.
Thanks to good conversation, food, drink and good company, the evening meal passed swiftly.
"Ok," said Andrew, "it's an hour to New Year, what are we doing gang?"
"I had no plans." Admitted Nick.
"Well, you could come back to our room, Andrew has spoiled me and rented a suite with a hot-tub." Said Sonia.
"What the actual...?" Blurted out Lucy.
Sonia grinned wickedly.
"Yeah motherfuckers, a hot-tub...are you in?" Sonia asked.
"I'm up for that." Said Nick.
"That just leaves you, Lucy."
"Fuck it, why not?"