One night stand with the stranger at the bar

Molly:

“I don’t think we should be here, Kate. We should probably go home and rest up for tomorrow,” I said to Kate through the loud music as she gulped down the contents of her glass.

“Come on, you’re no fun!” Kate said in an ear-splitting tone, and then she let out a giggle. She then took another shot and squeezed her face against the burning sensation, after which she laughed. “You should celebrate freedom tonight,” she said, passing me a shot, which I declined.

She shrugged and gulped the contents. We needed to get on a plane as soon as possible because Bruno and his men would come right after us. Here I was paranoid, and my best friend was unbothered.

“What if Bruno and his men find us?”

“Shh,” Kate said, putting a finger to my mouth before wrapping her arm around my neck.

“Have this,” she said, forcing a glass of liquor down my throat.

As I felt the burning sensation down my throat, I squeezed my face, but as soon as it was over, I felt great.

“You know what? Perhaps you’re right; I’m just overreacting,” I said, taking another shot.

After a few more shots, everything spun.

“How do you feel?” Kate asked, and I turned to see that there were two of her.

“There are two of you... and ooh, another one,” I said, attempting to catch all three of them at the same time.

“I have to pee,” Kate said, and I shrugged.

As soon as she walked away, a man approached the bar where I sat. Then I heard him order in his husky tone. I was too drunk to see his face through the neon lights, but I could tell he had a muscular build and could probably crush the shot glasses in one go.

“Hello,” he said with a short wave, and I waved back sluggishly before placing my head on the counter. I noticed him gulping down six glasses at a time and realized immediately that something was wrong. He was probably drowning his sorrows like I was.

“One more,” I mumbled to the bartender, raising my left hand. When he handed it to me, the man next to me clicked his glass against mine, and we both gulped at the same time.

“Let’s dance,” he said, and I took his hands in mine.

He dragged me up and onto the dance floor. I saw Kate coming back the moment we left, and she gave me a thumbs up. I shook my head in disbelief, then turned my gaze to the man in front of me. He wrapped his hands around my waist and I felt a waver down the length of my spine, like electricity running through a conductor.

It was as if our souls were connecting because all I could think about was kissing this man. My waist fit perfectly into his hands, and he drew me in closer, my hands on his chest.

“So…what is a pretty lady like you…”

“No... no... no... stop right there!” I said to him, and he gave me a raised-and-arched eyebrow look. I vowed to myself that I would never fall for another man’s ruse again.

“If you’re here to make me fall in love with you, you’ve failed,” I said, continuing before he could respond.

“I’m on the run from my fiance, who has been cheating on me for quite some time. I humiliated him during the wedding by playing a clip of them fu...” I said and then I realized I was giving way too much information to a stranger.

“Oh my God, I should stop talking,” I said, and he looked at me with a straight face.

When the situation became too awkward, I crashed my lips against his. That didn’t help the situation; in fact, it exacerbated it. I immediately pulled away, muttered, “I’m sorry,” and started walking away.

He came after me right away.

“Wait!” he said, grabbing my hand from behind.

When I turned around, he claimed my lips.

“We… are drunk and…”

“We should make you forget about your horrible fiance,” he said to me.

Then he lifted me into his arms and deepened the kiss. He carried me up the stairs to one of the club’s motel rooms. The moment we got in, he shut the door with one hand while carrying me firmly on his other arm. Then he let me down and slipped his hands into my panties, which caused my breathing to quicken.

“You’re fucking tight and wet,” he moaned sluggishly.

Then he trailed kisses down my neck.

“That’s because my stepfather won’t let me have my first time unless I’m married,” I explained, feeling a brief but pleasurable pain.

My body craved this man right now, and I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or the fact that they had sexually starved me for the past twenty-three years. He immediately lifted me up and threw me on the bed. Then he kissed me from my legs to my thighs. I couldn’t hold back as the tension between us grew, so I let him ravish my body hungrily because I also longed to experience this moment.

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I opened my eyes to the rays of sunlight that had crept into the room. My head was throbbing, and my female organs were aching. When I turned around, there was a naked man lying next to me.

I almost screamed, but then I remembered what had happened the night before. It disgusted me, but I couldn’t help but admire the man beside me. He had a well-groomed mustache and jet-black hair, and he actually had the physique of a Greek god. I wanted to run my hands down his perfectly sculpted abs because they were so appealing.

He would definitely cringe, knowing he had sex with someone like me. Maybe he was a sex worker, I reasoned.

When the thought of being deflowered crossed my mind, my heart skipped a beat. I was about to freak out when I noticed a used condom on the floor. Then I relaxed, knowing that I wouldn’t be pregnant soon. I jumped out of bed and hurriedly changed my clothes before dropping a hundred dollars and a note on the bed beside him.

My phone beeped with a text from Kate as soon as I stepped out of the room.

“Where are you? The plane takes off in an hour.”

When I read the text, I hurried over to her apartment.

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When I arrived at Kate’s apartment, I rushed up to the front door and lightly tapped on it. Then I pushed open the door to find Kate still in her nightgown, staring at me blankly in her living room. I creased my brows immediately and walked in.

“What was all of that, Kate...” I was about to finish when someone grabbed me from behind and covered my face with a hanky. I struggled for a few seconds, then felt myself becoming very weak, and my eyes slowly closed until I passed out.