Walking down the street, no plans but I had intentions. I had a heft in my pants that needed to be dealt with. I passed a drunk bachelorette party, "too easy I thought", a couple having a fight "could be interesting, no they're going back inside". Looking across the street I see the new club that had opened, "ok, I'll try here. I'm sure I can find someone horny enough for me to use to drop a load in"
I move past the bouncers, they give me the nod.I see you from across the bar as I walk in. Sitting there with the attention of all the guys, but you paid them none in return. You gaze over as I bite my lip and add a wink. I want you, but I have to make you want me too. So I stand next to the bar, and keep our eye contact, breaking it only long enough to buy a drink. As you look over you sip on your drink from your straw, but you also push the straw deeper into your mouth a little, like a little showcase. I keep my distance, savouring my drink and your slutty sex appeal.
You finish your drink, so I chug mine to show I'm ready too. I approach you, and walk past. Not even so much as a side glance, that hooked you. You follow behind, retreating from your gang of men. You follow me, but you can't see me anymore. You head to the washroom, and enter, but you don't find me, not right away. The click of the lock catches your attention. "Are you looking for me?" I ask.
"What do you think?" you retort.
You step forward, standing tall and puffing out your chest. With your show of bravado I reach my hand up and clasp your throat. "I know what you're fucking looking for. You fucking tease."
