A One Night Stand's Dilemma

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the building that had been my second home for years. Maybe I had been too confident, and I hadn't seen this day coming. The weight of where my life currently stood pressed heavily on my shoulders. Each step I took from the building propel

that job, sacrificing personal relationships and leisure for the promise of professional success

ave, but the gentle music from inside and the excited smiles of people waiting their turn seemed to pull me in like a magnet. With a heavy sigh, I found myself joining them. A few minutes later, the bouncer, a rather scary-looking man, checked my ID befor

didn't know how he knew, and I was too depressed to care, so I si

all your problems.", the bartender said, placing a

ar alcohol, but desperate time

d sadness I felt. The minutes turned to hours, and soon the bar was a blur of faces and colours. The weight of t

ough the dancing bodies, shaking my body like I'd never done before. After almost an hour of grinding against people, I make my way back to the stool I'd sat on earlier. The only problem now is that it's occupied. If I'd been in a norm

giving him a serious look. He looked very fit in the buttoned-up white collared shirt he was wearing. I just stared at

e as though I were a mad woman

in front of the man, taking his attention away from me. "Here's your Heineken". His arms f

n caused a turmoil of emotions within me, one of which stood out was lust. I'd never truly experienced being with a man before. My first and only time had been a rushed intercourse that had transpired between a guy I'd met at my high s

omething. I neede

at tumbled out of my mouth. I was gen

swirling the bottle in his

yond me, but at that moment, I wanted the ground to

unded more like a ques

to keep the conversation going. It was a huge achiev

alked for a while, about a lot of things. Mostly me, but he did share some jokes once the alcohol had settled in, and he was relaxed. After many drink

have to, it

for both our drinks, although I insisted he didn't before we made our way out of the club

to join him. The car slowly eased its way out of the parking lot and onto the busy streets. Still processing the fact that he had a driver, I didn't see him leanin

m, swept over my shoulder and claimed my cheeks, which were surely flushed by now. My breaths became short and needy as he continued to

opped at the building that stood before me. It wa

d waited for me to push past him. My body slightly brushed against his. I did. The place was so dark that I couldn't make out a single piece of furniture. I heard the door shut behind

ng me to push further into his mouth. Our tongues twisted together until we had to pull away to catch our breath. I wrapped my hands around his nec

asure so deep surged through my body. My lower region ached for release. Soon, our dresses came off. His heated gaze roamed over my body before he kissed every part of it, leaving me ho