The club

The quickie with Heather leaves you excited for the evening's activities. A quick call to Ashley while fucking her sister's ass gets you the go-ahead to enjoy the club. Her boss has her working a double and she has to close up the store. She says she'll need a drink and will meet you there.

You and Heather take her car, as you expect to get completely shitfaced. The club's m"usic thumps heavily in your ears and you find yourself dancing between two scantily-clad women of questionable age. Rather than tempt fate, you make your way off the floor and to the bar. After a few drinks, Ashley joins you briefly before heading out to the dance floor with her sister, where both draw attention from every male in the room, as well as a number of women. You look around the room and realize you know someone else here - the bouncer at the door to the VIP lounge was in your graduating class. He recognizes you, as well, and the two of you strike up a conversation.

After a while, you turn it to the direction you want: "So, Frank, anyone up in the lounge tonight?"

"Nope, completely empty. Got nobody on the list, either. Boss said my discretion until the weekend."

"Really? How 'bout letting me and my girls up there for a while?"

"Girls? You didn't turn into a pimp on me now?"

"No, just one girlfriend, but I'm fucking her sister, too." That brings up a laugh from your old friend. He tells you to get the girls and he'll let you up. It takes you only a few minutes to grab Ashley, but Heather takes a bit more coaxing, as she's between two tall guys as she dances, finding ways to grind up against them both. Once she hears the letters "VIP," she abandons them both.

The lounge is open, cozy, dimly-lit, and much quieter than the club's main room. After a few minutes, a bartender comes up to take drink orders; she doesn't card Heather when she orders a mixed drink. You feel a happy buzz as you and Ashley cuddle in one of the private booths. Heather has a few drinks and heads back out to the dance floor. You find your hand sliding down Ashley's pants when Heather comes back up, some random stud in tow.

She spots you and Ashley, then moves to where you can watch. You and Ashley watch as Heather gives her boy-toy a sexy lap dance. She turns away from him as she pulls up her skirt, revealing her bare ass to him and her nearly-hairless pussy to you and her sister. You nibble at Ashley's ear as she rubs her tits. The nameless guy runs his hands up Heather's legs and starts to rub her ass, then leans in closer. Heather's eyes goes wide as he starts licking her backside.

"Looks like we get a show, baby," Ashley says, her words slurring slightly. "I love sex shows."

Heather had turned around again and was fishing the guy's dick from his pants. You can see from your vantage point that he wasn't quite as long as you, but looked to be every bit as thick. Heather went down on him, sucking him off for all she was worth. Unfortunately, he lacked stamina and shot off quickly. Heather holds his jizz in her mouth and passes it back in a long, tongue-filled kiss.

He realizes quickly what is in his mouth, gags, and sprints out of the lounge. Heather smooths her skirt and comes to join you and her sister, swapping a bit of his seed between her and Ashley before sitting down.

"How lame. That was the best-looking guy in the place." She downs another drink. "Ash, can I sleep with you tonight? Nobody here's doing it for me."

"Haf to take care of it y'rself, Heath'r. I'm a lit'le too drunk t' fuck." Ashley is grinding against you, and you're pretty sure it'd be a sloppy drunk-fuck if you get any out of her. You're not even sure you can get it up, as happy a feel as you have from the **** at this point.

Heather orders another round of drinks; Ashley's passed out by the time you finish yours.

"So are you gon'a tell 'er yer gettin' laid by a whore?" Heather asks. Her last one was stronger than the rest, and now she's definitely showing the effects of the booze.

"I will in th' mornin'," you respond. You know you're drunk, but you're just that side of the line to realize it. When the waitress comes up again, you ask her to call a cab for the three of you. It takes you and Frank to get the girls into the vehicle when it arrives, and you can't help but notice he takes his time on her ass when he gets the opportunity. You get his number and promise to have her call him up for a fuck or two.

The cabbie helps you get the girls inside; Heather gets felt up yet again in her drunken state. Once you pay up, you strip the girls down and let sleep take you, wondering just how to tell Ashley about the prostitute she made out with a few days prior.