Lauren, Nursery, 30

“You might want to slow down a little there, Lauren. This isn’t a sprint, it’s more of a marathon.”

“Fuck you,” Lauren responded back to her best friend, Lily. They were out drinking and Lauren was at least one more drink past her normal limit and they’d only been there for about thirty minutes. “You don’t know what it’s like living with those monsters. I’m just glad mom and dad were finally willing to give me a night off.”

Lily laughed, snorting a little bit. “I still find that hilarious. Those kids are angels when I’m around.” Lauren gave Lily the finger. “Yes, I know it’s worse when you live with them and all that shit, but seriously, it is really hard for me to imagine them being monsters.”

“I just wish their no-good dad would show up more than maybe once a month. He seems to act like he’s always busy and I don’t have shit to do. It fucking pisses me off.”

“Well, then let’s find you a good lay, and let the guy fuck all thoughts of Colton’s useless ass away.”

They clanked glasses and drank as they both began scanning the room. Lily did not last long before she was just gone. Lauren knew she was probably in the bathroom with her panties at her ankles and some stranger’s cock deep inside her. She was never one to wait to go home with a guy, she liked to get it at the club, or the bar, and then find another guy to go home with. Lauren couldn’t imagine being that single to do something like that.

Before long, Lauren had her sights on two different guys. One was a guy who looked quite a bit younger than her. He was by no means her type, but he looked like he could take care of her sexual needs. The other guy was also younger, but maybe only a year or two younger. He was quite hot. She wasn’t looking for a boyfriend, but she wouldn’t mind him living in her room to fuck whenever she wanted.

Both of them were across the room and dancing with their own set of guys. Downing the rest of her drink, she took a deep breath, let it out and started dancing her way across the dance floor. She was by no means a gracious dancer, but she hoped that she could at least be noticed because she had the curves to draw attention.

“I see we’ve found our mark, or maybe marks,” Lily said, as she bumped her hip into Lauren’s in a dancing move. Lauren let out a sigh hearing her best friend’s voice. It was always better when Lily was there to help her out. She danced much worse by herself than with her best friend. Plus, her best friend was hot enough to attract one of the friends of whatever guy she might want.

As they danced their way over toward both guys, she could feel that both had their eyes on them, and she hoped on her more than Lily. She had lost a few guys to Lily, but not as many as one might think. Her curves really did steal the show more often than not.