Stopped in the bathroom before he could leave

It wasn’t long now until it was time to get out of there and head home, or in Mark’s case… the hotel.

He quickly made his way into the men’s bathroom, unzipping his pants and doing his business at the urinal. Mark had been holding on for quite a while so it was a nice relief to finally pee.

Yawning, Mark heard the door open but didn’t think about it much as he shook off the last couple of drops before putting his penis back inside his pants. He went straight to the sink where he started to wash his hands.

It wasn’t until he looked up at himself in the mirror in front of the sink that he realised who was in the bathroom behind him.

“Now… now… now…” the female voice echoed from behind him.

It was Jess, the beautiful brunette tease in an absolute state. Her hair was extra messy and her high heels were off. She had seemed to get that little bit more drunk each time he had seen her during the night.

Mark turned around now to face her as she slowly and steadily tried to get to him.

“You’re about to leave before allll the fun?” she asked him, slurring her words.

“I did promise Tiff,” he told her nicely.

Without any further warning, Jess who had moved right into his personal space began to run her hands all over him again. As she grabbed his cock from the outside of his pants, he could tell she wouldn’t remember this in the morning. Even if he tried making a switch between Tiffany and Jess this evening, the only thing it would do is hurt the former.

She couldn’t even get his zipper down properly, struggling to pull it down as her other hand squeezed his member from the outside.

“Oh god, any other night Jess,” he told her, pulling her hands away, “Please, any other night and I’m yours.”

“What am I not good enough for youuu?” she said, her eyes fluttering, her body stumbling again.

Mark held her up right, an arm on each side of her body, “That’s not true at all, you know that.”

He could feel his phone vibrating from his pocket. Knowing well that it would have been Tiffany trying to contact him, he tried to make an exit, well aware it wasn’t what Jess would have wanted.

“I’m sorry,” he told the brunette, “I’ll come speak to you tomorrow, just please get home safely tonight, okay?”

She didn’t really respond, just stood there in front of him as he held her from falling over.

The phone was vibrating again, he had to get out there, not wanting to lose Tiffany before the fun began.

“Come on, let’s get you out of here,” he told her, directing her back out of the bathroom.

Jess had always liked to drink and enjoy herself, even experiment with other things at times. But Mark felt like something was up with her tonight, this was beyond the general average drunk level.

“You sure you’re going to be okay to get home?” he asked as they made it back out of the bathroom.

She just nodded softly, completely out of it.

Leaving her that night, Mark had a lot of unanswered questions. By this stage of the night though, he was thinking about just getting out of here as soon as possible and getting Tiffany naked as quick as he possibly could.

Jess watched Mark leave with Tiffany, but while they disappeared, she felt the consequences of her drinking about to hit her. She knew it was coming, the brunette put her hand to her mouth, turned back around and raced inside the men’s bathroom for the first toilet she could find.

***

Jess was in all sorts.

With the amount of alcohol she had consumed tonight, she wasn’t thinking straight. The one thing she was trying to forget was still at the back of her mind for majority of the night. However, by now, she was too blind to really consider it.

Throwing up in the men’s toilet for the next ten minutes was the true sign to head home.

Finally getting off her knees somehow and making her way out of the cubical, Jess stumbled out and saw a senior guy she didn’t know well. He had long dark hair and was staring right at her.

“Don’t even think about it!” she said, slowly stepping out of the cubical, “Not even on my worse day.”

He was a lot more awake than she was, shaking his head at the brunette, “I wasn’t thinking that… you don’t look too flash if you don’t mind me saying.”

She just rolled her eyes, not in the mood to make conversation.

Heading to the sink, Jess took a look at herself in the mirror for a few seconds before throwing some water on her face. Behind her, the guy was still watching her struggle.

“Look, I wouldn’t normally just give these out for free but…” the boy said, pulling out something from his pocket, “You look like you need a bit of a pick me up.”

In his hands, he had what appeared to be a few pills of ecstasy. Jess turned around to see the boy holding them in his hands, smiling at Jess. For the brunette, she had found herself going down this track at times, never ending too well.

This was the tease at a crossroad.

If she wasn’t so drunk, she wouldn’t be accepting pills from a random student she didn’t know anything about.

But again… it had been a tough day for her already.

“What do you say? Fancy a little pick me up?” he asked again.