Striking out.

As the night unfolds, you dance with a few ladies, mostly ones you've danced with before. You don't seem to be getting the opportunity to make a move. Unfortunately, Sammi LeTourneau doesn't seem to be here. {if HeadStart = 1
}At one point, you consider seeking out Karen for a little more action, but it seems that, after his apology, Karen and Jack {else
}You remember that Jenna revealed her sister's little crush, but after Jack's apology, he and Karen {else
}{endif
}are digging on each other pretty strongly tonight. Good for them, you suppose.
An hour later, you're sitting at the bar, into your second drink. You stopped dancing about 20 minutes ago. You haven't seen Jenna in a little while. In your peripheral vision, you see Karen and Jack heading for the door. They look like teenagers, hands all over each other. You look back to the bartender. Seth gives you a nod.
"How's that knee treating you, James?"
"Little tender." You sip your drink, and realize you need to pee. You head to the men's room, unzipping at the urinal. You pull out your phone to text Jenna. You're getting tired. If she's having the same luck as you, you figure, maybe just head home.

James: hey babe
James: i think i just want to head home

A few seconds later...you hear a buzz and a beep from one of the stalls. You turn your head as you hear a rustling noise.
"Problem?" A man's voice asks quietly.
"No...I told you...don't worry." it's quiet...but it's definitely Jenna. She's in here, with a guy. You swallow hard. This... is what you agreed to, right?
Your phone buzzes.
{if DontAskDontTell =1
}
Jenna: ok babe
Jenna: ill see you when I get home
James: you have a date, then?
Jenna: thats ok right?

"Heh...i like when you text with your mouth full, baby..." it's soft, but you hear what the guy said. You are filled with a confusing mix of emotions. It's one thing to agree to this, but another to have it happening...a few feet away.

James: of course
James: see you when you get home

{else
}
Jenna: head on home, baby
Jenna: i'll have some nice juicy details for you when i get there...

"Heh....I like the way you multitask, Jen..." the man's voice sounds deep and full. He probably has a big cock jammed inside her mouth right now. You shudder as mixed emotions fill you. {endif
}You try to be as quiet as possible as you slink out of the bathroom, but you can't stop from hearing a pleasurable moan as you hit the door.
You order an Uber, and head home, feeling a mixture of disappointment, frustration, arousal, anticipation, and shame.