Zack

“This was a really stupid mistake,” you mumble under your breath as you release your bladder into the urinal in the bathroom of the bar you’d dumbly agreed to go to with an old friend.

You sigh as you flush and go to wash your hands. You’ve grown up being told to keep sex for marriage, but you’re now 25 and can’t hold out any longer. You need something. So, when your old friend invited you to the bar, you thought you might have finally found your opportunity. However, it had been hell. Sure, there were attractive girls, but you are just so far out of your element.

Going back out, you grab another drink and figure you’ll give it another half hour before you leave. This clearly is not the way to go about doing this, but you haven’t had much luck finding women to date, so you took a chance.

“You want to dance?” You look over to see a woman just about your size. She has quite possibly the darkest skin you have ever seen and gorgeous braided hair. Her top is a little revealing, but nothing compared to most of the women. Her skirt is short, but she doesn’t seem to be just completely trying to show herself off either.

You nod, not really able to use your words. She’s quite possibly the most attractive woman you’ve seen so far, even though you’d have never guessed her to be your type.

You dance for a while and you two are having a great time. Things start to get going, so you decide to see if you can make something out of it. “I’m Zack,” you say when it’s just quiet enough in there to talk.

“I’m Destiny,” she says with a huge smile. “If you want, I’m up for getting out of her. We can head back to my place if you might be interested.” Her flirting is unmistakable, even for you.