Painting the Town Red
1065 Words
Kelly
Kelly recoiled and jerked the phone away from her ear when Barbara shrieked. “Yee-haw! Paaaarty!”
It was a time to celebrate. It wasn't every day that you got full scholarship for the education of your dreams. Flying school... Here I come! The thought continued to ring in her head like a mantra that gave her a crazy high.
Kelly wanted to celebrate. She responded immediately, “Let’s go and paint the fuc*in town red, biatch!”
“I will wear black. You better get one of those cfm dresses out of your closet. It’s Friday night!” Barbara desperately wanted Kelly to hook- up. I am not going to disappoint her tonight! She smiled cheekily at her own naughty thoughts and made up her mind about what she was going to wear.
“Is Andy in town?” Barbara’s boyfriend used to visit her on most weekends. They were childhood sweethearts. Andy was studying at the Ross Medical Education Center, planning to be a surgeon, so although Kentwood wasn't very far, he stayed close to the college and visited on most weekends. The hopelessly in love couple could not keep their hands off each other. “Will he come?”
“Town? He was inside my underwear babes, 15 minutes ago,” Barbara cooed. “He has already come inside me a few times this evening,” Barbara giggled.
Kelly pinched her forehead at her friend's remarks. Barbara discussed her s*x life with her so vividly, that it usually gave Kelly a headache.
“Don’t worry chick, I will get the dog on a leash!” Barbara laughed. "Be ready in an hour, we will come to pick you up and go to Brady’s," Barbara blew her a loud kiss and hung up.
God! She was just so loud! But Kelly loved her. The girl could come across as obnoxious but had a heart of gold.
Kelly wore a sexy bandeau black mini. The hem ended just below the butt. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Her blonde hair cascaded in curls over her bare shoulders. She turned around and appreciated the way the black dress contoured around her ass.
She applied a little makeup between her breasts, defining her cleavage and pushed up her breasts, cupping them in her hands and adjusting them in her push- up bra. Beware, men! Tonight, I am dressed to slay! She laughed at herself and blew a kiss to the reflection.
She adjusted her boobs giving them a lift so that the mounds were exposed from the top of the dress. She admired her form in the mirror as her green eyes gleamed in excitement. Pouting her luscious lips and she applied a nude gloss to give them a fuller appearance. It took her almost half an hour to perfect her sexy look. I just need the stilettos and I am sorted.
Heads turned to look at her when Kelly strolled into Brady’s Pub at Battle creek that evening. She knew what she was looking like. She had made sure her make- up was perfect.
She was nothing less than drop- dead gorgeous. Andy and Barbara milled around her at the bar. Andy constantly ran his hands over Barbara's butt, giving it a squeeze whenever possible, and Barbara continuously sucked his face whenever she got a moment.
Their PDA did not attract much attention. There were many couples at the popular pub getting comfortable and experimental. At first, Kelly felt a little awkward as Barbara and Andy continued to grope each other. But they were her friends, and she had learned to ignore them, a long time back.
After a few drinks in and Kelly was ready to rock. She felt a lot sexier and as her inhibitions slipped further, her eyes roved around the bar looking for someone who she could find f*ckable and interesting. She wasn't into one- night stands but today was different. Just for a day, she wanted to let her hair down and forget all the hard work that had gone into making her scholarship a reality.
Mariah Carey crooned We Belong Together in the background and Barbara dragged Andy to the dance floor. “This is our song, baby,” she was already speaking with a slur. How many margaritas has she gulped down? Well, who cares? We are here to get smashed! Kelly ordered another drink for herself.
Picking up her drink, she turned to look at the beautiful couple on the dance floor as Barbara and Andy gyrated to the music.
A rich baritone voice next to her asked for a Bloody Mary at the counter. Oooh, sexy voice! the sound resonated through her body and she had a little shudder. Don’t look, Kelly! She admonished herself, He is right next to you! You don't want to be a slut!
The woody perfume mixed with his sweat wafted through the air. Kelly felt the fragrance somewhere in her abdomen. She half turned, carefully managing to be discreet, as the man collected his drink and walked away. She saw his retreating back as he moved away.
Mmm. Those biceps. Broad shoulders. Definitely f*ckable! Kelly wished she had given in to her base instincts earlier and just turned around. May be said something smart and witty so she could have started chatting with the guy.
But she wasn't that sure of herself. Berating herself for acting so shy she continued to sip her drink.
The hunk must be lost in the crowd now. She mused, picking her highball glass for a swig only to realize it was empty. Need another one.
She turned her head to look for Adam at the bar. The sweet bartender met her gaze and smiled. “One Classic Jim Beam Highball for you, compliments from David.” Adam placed Kelly’s favourite drink on the counter and waved.
“Who, what?” After 5 highballs Kelly felt like a sloth. Slightly slow to react, she looked blankly at Adam. “Who is David now?”
“Just trying to be chivalrous. M’lady” The sexy voice was back again.
Kelly slowly turned towards the baritone and looked into the ravishing blue eyes of the tall dreamboat standing next to her.
She almost leaned into him, pulled in with that woody perfume.
“David O’Connor at your service.” He said smoothly.
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