As you walk...

One of the great things about your apartment, while it may be kinda small with no real view, you are only 3 blocks from a great night spot. It gives you the freedom to walk there on a relatively quiet street and to stumble home if you maybe had a few to many.

As you walk up the street you notice it is still early but already there is a line forming at the door. This isn't uncommon given they don't let just anyone in, they try to keep people to a certain standard of dress and style. They don't want just anyone stumbling in here after all.

As you walk towards the line your path takes you right by the bouncer at the door. Just as you are prepared to take your place at the end up the line you hear someone shouting something behind you.

"Hey, babygirl you get your ass up here and talk to me right now!" You turn to see what ass is cat calling at you, but you are pleased to discover it's actually the bouncer at the door ushering you to come up to the front of the line. He has even unhooked the velvet line to let you avoid squeezing through the line. Even though now the thought of squeezing through all those people and feeling the occasional "accidental" hand kind of sounds appealing, you're sure there will be plenty of that inside.

As you walk up past the waiting line you enjoy the many eyes that are watching your every step and start to strut a bit more. When you get to the bouncer her takes your hand and looks you up and down, you play with this and give him a little turn while he is enjoying the view.

"mm mm mm, girl with a body like that you get to cut in front, all I need is to need to know you are legal. ID please." As he closes the velvet line behind you his hand "accidentally" brushes along your ass as you show him your ID. "Looks good enough for me" looking more at your cleavage than the ID. "Eh, this one's good, she's on my list." he shouts through the door with a wink at you.

"Why thank you, you are too nice" you give him a quick kiss on the cheek as he give you a quick grab on the ass, his fingers dipping a little to deep and brushing you bare pussy, strangely thrilling in-front of this line of strangers.

"Find me later if you want, maybe a little more, if you know what I mean." he whispers with a grin, and your pretty sure he just adjusted his member with that statement. "NEXT." he calls out behind you.

You strut your way into the club, lights are dim, beats are loud. You love this place because of those exact reasons. It's dim enough that you can get away with a lot without, to many, noticing whats going on. The music is loud enough you can feels it reverberate through your body. You take a look around, the bar doesn't have to many people waiting and the dance floor is already moving.