That one night @
So almost 20 years ago, when I was in university in London I used to crash The Mondays Popcorn parties at Heaven.
Those where the times!
I used to be an avid visitor of gay nightclubs and the gay scene in London. Wait before you judge me. I used to have a theory regarding this scene. And this is it. All this gay guys tend to have a crazy amount of girlfriends, and really good looking girls. So I befriend a couple of gay guys.
I discovered that the ladies had their defences on the low in a G-club if you compared to a regular club where they have to be aware and rejecting Jocks every second.
One of those Monday nights the corn popped!
I was on the dance floor enjoying the beats by myself, unaware of my surroundings. The DJ was playing a very electro version of Kylie’s “Can’t get you out of my head” when I felt a ser of hands on my Back. In the past I would turn and pass on the offer, usually a guy trying to hook up. But that night it was a woman, one I had been eyeing through out the night but thought she was way out of my league.
I smiled to her touch and dance with her.
After a couple of songs I invited her a drink,
She agree we talked she was surprised that I was there by myself, I told her I enjoyed the music of this place I’m was ok with the atmosphere. She introduced me to her friends kept chatting.
My goal that night wasn’t to hit 3rd base but to get some digits. Oh was I miss calculating the whole thing.
She asked me if I could accompany her to the loo, to which I agreed.
As we stand in cue, we fondle each other DFK and explored her neck and lips as much as I could. Finally her time to go in was next, so I started to leave the cue to make room and wait just outside, to which she grabbed my hand and asked me where I was going? With a grind on her face.
To be honest I didn’t understood at the time what she meant. Probably my expression was so obvious that she said: “you’re coming with me”
So if I went.
We locked a loo stall, locked the door and started going at it.
She first unzipped my trousers and reached out for LB and took care of him for a moment, she then pull her pants down and her skirt up sat me on the toilet seat and rode me like there was no tomorrow. As I dove into here breasts.
We finished left the stall people where waiting for us.
We dance until early hours, said our goodbyes and never heard from her.
A great night but one regret, I forgot to ask for her number.
That night was a great connection, besides the make out. I really clicked with her.
I kept visiting the club afterwards in the hopes I would see her again but to no avail. | |
