The Restroom and Afterward

I pushed my way into the restroom breathing heavily. All my thoughts were on Blake, his muscles and his heavenly scent. They flew through my mind in a jumble leaving me dizzy. I stopped at the sink long enough to text a snap of my disheveled state with a string of fire emojis to John then ducked into a stall.

I fished a few wet towelettes out of my purse and cleaned myself up as best I could. Then I was out to the sink to fix my makeup and straighten my dress a bit. Feeling the frenzied vibrations from my phone I pulled it out, looked into the camera with a crooked grin on my face and seductively murmured "Let the fun begin". I sent the short video to John and put the cell back in my purse.

I grabbed the bag, tossed my hopelessly soaked panties in the trash and left the restroom planning to head right back to the table only to be surprised by Blake's palm on my shoulder from behind. "You look absolutely delicious, Semra!", Blake purred to me as he pulled me back against him. Then he whispered in my ear, "Let's go somewhere less public, kitten".

"I can't", I replied. "I came with a friend and she'll worry sick about me". He kissed the top of my head, "Just text them. My driver has the car out front ready to take us away". It felt like all the blood rushed to my head as I quickly sent a text to Monica telling her I'd be making my own way home.

"I'm out, Monica. Tell you all abt it ltr", added a smiling imp emoji and hit send.

He took my hand and led me out the door to his waiting Lexus. The driver stood beside the door holding it open. She was a cute Vietnamese looking girl with long, perfectly straight black hair. The woman was wearing a jet black pantsuit with a crimson red vest and matching boots.

He helped me in first, slid in beside me and told the lady to take us to the house. She climbed in the driver's seat and pulled out onto the road. We were on our way to a place only the two of them knew of but I didn't care because I only had eyes for my dashing scoundrel.