His night

Sean stepped into the cold evening air. He headed away from the apartment in case Magnus arrived and once he was clear, leaned against a wall and tried to gather himself. He was in a quandary. He was going through one of the most intensely erotic situations of his life yet here he was in public. A part of him was **** to pull up the camera feed but he knew it was a bad idea. A part of his thrill was not knowing what was happening. He would see eventually and that was soothing to him. At some point he would know exactly what had transpired but right now it could be anything.

It was too early for anything to be happening anyway so he gathered himself together and headed for the bus stop. The advantage of city living was that there was always somewhere open to go and a short trip would take him to the city centre where there would be things going on to distract him.

Half an hour later he found himself on the main stretch of the city where the night life was. As he was not in the habit of partying on the weekend he had forgotten that Friday night would be busy. The streets were filling with people heading from bar to bar before they headed to the nightclubs later. It was still early for many of the drinkers but he knew before long the area would be bustling.

He had thought that maybe he would have a drink but he didn’t fancy heading to the bars right now so he settled on a coffee shop. He ordered his drink and took it to the bar seats that looked out onto the street. He didn’t dare take his phone out. He needed to be strong so he grabbed a complimentary newspaper and tried to pass the time.

An hour later and a wave of nervousness passed over him. It had been what? An hour and a half, maybe a little more since he left. They wouldn't be finished yet would they? They might not even have started. Chloe was beautiful and confident but Sean was sure that she would be feeling some nerves too and who knew how Magnus was feeling. They might be easing into it slowly. They might not do anything because they feel too awkward. No, that wasn’t likely. They were both experienced with sex and used to having multiple partners in their past. If there was one thing that he knew about Chloe was that she was always keen for sex.

He wondered if he would have developed this fantasy if he had been with a quiet, less sexual woman. With another woman he may have never felt like her appetites outweighed his own. It was that feeling of inadequacy that seemed to power his fantasy. He didn’t deserve to be blessed with a woman as beautiful and sexual as Chloe.

Sean sighed and went to order another drink. Decaf this time, it was late and he wanted to sleep at some point. He wondered, as he took his first sip if maybe he should have gone for the caffeinated one. How late was he going to be up? How long would they do it for? How many times? He shook his head as he tried to stop thinking like that. He could feel his arousal growing again.

He looked out of the window to distract himself. Whilst it might have stopped him thinking about what was happening it didn’t stop him from getting aroused as the streets were now full of young people out for fun. Many of the women were dressed very provocatively. High heels clacked on the road, breasts of all shapes and sized poked out or tried to escape from tight or teasingly loose clothing and bare legs topped by a variety of bottoms, many of which were hardly concealed under short skirts and dresses. The view was pretty appealing.

Drunk lads tried to woo the drunk ladies with their confidence and wit or had their arms wrapped around their prize often with hands firmly clamped to the girls behind. It wasn’t that long ago that he would have been out in those streets, often following Magnus who would try and bully him into talking to girls, often with little success. Sean wasn’t made for the meat market of the pubs and clubs.

Chloe was though. She had gone out a lot before they started dating, often a couple of times a week. Sometimes with a boy in tow and sometimes without but she had rarely come home alone. She did go out with her pals once they started dating but she always came home to him. A thought struck him and he suddenly had a question for Chloe that he was **** to know the answer for but he couldn’t ask her now. He would tuck it away for some point when they were intimate. He wouldn’t have wanted to know the answer once upon a time but now it evoked different feelings.

He couldn’t help looking at the glamorous and sometimes frankly trashy woman who passed by the window. He found himself thinking about Chloe in some of those outfits. Out on the town, drunk young men trying their luck with her. What would she say? How would she react?

Sean decided that this wasn’t helping and decided to head closer to home. There was a pub not far from his apartment that he had never been to. It had always felt too much for the locals and it intimidated him a bit but he realised that it was not the sort of place to be packed with young people. Then when the call came he would be there and back quicker. Surely she would be calling soon.

He walked into the pub. It was busy as expected on a Friday night but not packed. It was full of a mix of people but mostly on the older side. Some of them had come straight from work and were looking well on their way to oblivion. He made his way to the bar and a round, ruddy looking fellow asked him what he wanted. He ordered a pint of larger. It wasn’t his drink but he didn’t feel comfortable ordering anything else except maybe bitter and he couldn’t stomach that.

The tables were full but he secluded himself in a corner at the bar and tried to drink in the atmosphere as well as the pint. After a while a scraggy looking woman with bright blonde hair, fake tan and a lot of gold jewellery came up to him on the other side of the bar. “Alright love? You look new, don’t think I’ve seen you in here before.”

Whilst a part of him would rather be left alone he was quite glad for the distraction “Yes, first time in here but I live just down the road.”

“That so? Well nice to have you in here love. How’s your pint?”

Fucking awful he thought “It’s great, thanks.”

“Good to hear. Look, are you alright dear?” she said looking concerned.

“Yes, fine, why?”

“I see a lot of people and I can tell when someone is here to relax or have fun or in your case, forget about something.”

“I’m just waiting on an important call.”

“I see, well I won’t pry, none of my business. I just hope it’s the news you are looking for.”

Just then his phone rang and he dashed to answer it. The woman behind the bar looked on in obvious interest. “Hello?”

Chloe’s seductive tones came over the phone “We’re done baby, come home..”

“I’ll be right there. I’m just around the corner.” He said and hung up. He swigged down the last of the pint as much for courage as anything and hopped off the stool.

“I take it, it's good news.” said the bar lady with a smile.

“I think so, bye.” he said smiling.

“That's good hon. Come again.”