He had been looking at her, in a very s*xy way, and she wanted to taste him too. She knew that it wouldn't take too long for James to get wasted, and as long as she keeps an eye on this mystery guy, she would be able to have him.
"Common, let's have fun" she found herself telling him, as she told the bartender to give her a drink.
The drinks kept on coming, but little did she know that James had other plans for her, so he ended up not having too much to drink. Instead, each time the drinks were sent to their table, he would make her drink them.
"Just one more babe" he forced the drink down her throat, and she gulped it down painfully.
The tables had turned, and instead of James being the drunk one, she ended up being drunk.
He looked at the guy she had been staring at earlier, and they both smiled to themselves.
"I see two of you, you and your twin" she told him, in her drunken state. Giggling as she staggered.
He couldn't help but smile at himself, knowing he had her where he wanted her.
He helped her up and got her to a room.
"Babe, you are so naughty. I feel very tipsy" she giggled, while he took her heels off.
The door of the room soon opened again, as the guy slowly peeped, just to check if he was ready yet.
"Come in quickly" he whispered, signaling for the guy to come in.
It turns out that James had met the guy at the club, a few minutes before Joan had arrived at the club.
Twenty minutes earlier
"You must be eagerly waiting for someone," he told James, as he sipped from the glass that he was holding.
"Yes, I am. But, how do you know that?" James got very confused and turned to look at this handsome lad, by him.
"You haven't taken your eyes off the entrance, plus you haven't had anything to drink yet. Whereas, I have drenched myself in alcohol, I am Charles by the way" he introduced himself.
"Okay Charles, good for you" James wanted to ignore him.
"If you are waiting for a girl, can I f*ck her too?" Charles broke a sudden question, before James could walk away from him.
"How did you know I am waiting for a girl?" James furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"Why do people come to the club then? For the girls and drinks of course.
And I must say she must be very special, and sweet if you have been ignoring all the girls just so you can f*ck her, then why can't I also have a taste" Charles spoke in a very strange manner that confused the hell out of James.
"How much will you pay?" James always knows a good opportunity when he sees one, he was an opportunist after all.
"How much do you want right now?" Charles looked at me, James didn't think that Charles had lots of money. He just wanted to make extra cash.
"One thousand dollars?" James furrowed his eyebrows, and Charles nodded.
Bringing out the money from his wallet, and handing it over to James like it was just a piece of paper…well it was…but it didn't seem to have a lot of value when it came to Charles.
"There you go," Charles smiled at James.
James immediately regretted not asking for more initially and Charles chuckled.
"Why are you laughing?" James was forced to ask that question.
"Oh nothing, I am just drunk I guess" Charles immediately ended the topic, and it was just then that Joan walked into the club majestically.
Looking all pretty, with her short red dress that barely covered her lap, and her hair pouring down her shoulders.
Charles was happy he didn't make the wrong decision as he smiled to himself.
Now, where did I leave my readers before that flashback? Oh right??...the present.
"Can I take her dress off myself?" Charles asked, wanting to do the unveiling herself.
James stepped back a bit, and Charles came, removing the singlet hand of her dress, and dragging her dress down to her laps, enjoying the pure sight of it.
He laid above her with his palms already taking a tour around her exposed twins. She wasn't putting on a br*a, seems like she had prepared herself to get f*cked already.
He carefully took off her p*nties. James didn't even feel anything, as he watched another guy run his hands all over his girlfriend like that. It looked like a normal thing to him.
"You can go join me if you want?" Charles smiled at James.
"I have had her so many times. I think I will pass on this one" he chuckled, talking about her like she was just a snack.
"I bet you have never had her in a threesome before…" Charles suddenly ignited the fire of an adventure in James.
James moved his mouth to a corner of his face, playing with tongue, as he jumped on the bed.
Holding both of Joan's hands, Charles slowly inserted his middle finger inside her. Joan, who was still fully conscious, but unaware of herself, widened her eyes, to look at the person that just filled her cumb, with his finger.
His image appeared blurry, so she couldn't quite see his face properly.
But either way, she was ready to get laid, by whoever in such a drunken state. She wrapped her hands around his neck and tried to k*ss him.
Charles wasted no time, as he bent towards her, k*ssing and sucking on her neck while his hands were molesting her twins, making her want to beg for mercy before he shoved his rod in her.
Her hair was a mess, and James couldn't just stand and watch. He too was getting h*rny, and Joan was willing to welcome as many rods that are available.