Regina:
"Come and join our ladies group, Gina." Sophia was her. She had blonde hair. She was wearing blue contact lenses, so I had no idea what was her actual eye color was. Apparently, she was wearing a heavy makeup that looked so plastic on her goofy expression.
"You sure?" I tried to be polite. I wasn't looking for a way to be an intruder in someone else's gathering. Yet I couldn't say no to the ladies, who were just drunk as I was.
"Yeah." She singsonged.
One of the ladies in her early twenties spoke as we gathered around the private room inside the club. Her name tagged says, "Namita." She was Indian even her accent was purely American, she still had that traditional expression that none of these were to have. I didn't really understand what they had planned to do tonight. I had a feeling that it wasn't going to end well.
Discarding my instincts of sensing danger before it would approach me. I paid attention to her and the fate that had laid me to them.
"Are we up for fun tonight?" She shouted, excitedly.
"Yes."
"Okay." And she added. "Here's what we are doing tonight. The ladies who would get the most handsome guy to hook up with them will be the one to receive the grand prize." Rest of the ladies shouted in excitement. "Unless you're not single. I suggest you back up before you're boyfriend find out."
They stared at me since I was the only one wearing a ring. But Sophia convinced them my husband didn't care whether I sucked someone else's penis. I believed that my hesitation told her different story when he first introduced me to them as his wife.
"He does not care," I reassured them. But hooking up with a random guy, when I haven't had sex in a lifetime seemed like a new beginning. To be honest, it was pathetic and disgraceful to the life I have been living. I haven't yet had my first kiss. So, it was obvious that I wouldn't be hooking up tonight. I didn't even know how to flirt with a man.
"Alight then." She singsonged. She eyed each and every lady in the room. "You're countdown begins now."
Then, almost immediately we left the room to seek a handsome man to hookup. I joined Sophia and Mimi, two of the ladies that Scott knows. They were adorably friendly and I always have a soft spot for friendly people. Besides, I was drunk as fuck, who cared that they were just plastic and skinny as I was. I was going in for a full ride without stopping.
Sophia and Mimi fixed themselves on the bathroom mirror, measuring their breasts as if it was mandatory that breasts must be larger to get a man. I had zero experience in this field so, I just stood there admiring and watching them like a total dummy.
"What if I find no one to hook up?" I asked Sophia before we headed back to the dance floor.
"You'll have to pay the extra hundred bucks, honey." She answered as we were walking.
Although I didn't mind the money and this place was a city of fun, I still disliked the idea of being a participant in the game that could be very ugly if no guy paid any attention to me. You see I wasn't very attractive and my breast and butt weren't big enough to attract the attention of Mr. Hottie. Speaking of which, what the hell is this guy doing here?
Mr. English Hottie was sitting on the sofa next to no one, and he was looking right at me. I didn't make a move. That wasn't me. I took a deep breath, conjuring ideas to invite one to the layer. The waiter came and refill his drink, many girls came asking for his attention, but he wouldn't even speak to none of them. His eyes were glued to me and I was to his.
I couldn't move. Everything just looked so dreamy. Everyone was craving his attention while he was craving mine. I knew I had to take advantage of this situation, advantage of his attraction towards me. Yet I just couldn't do it. I was nervous and my heart was beating rapidly like a music of some loud song.
And at that very moment, my mind was thinking only one thing, what did a man like him want from a girl like me?
Yet I wouldn't think I would be able to look myself at the mirror without remembering the intensity of his stares at first. And instantly, I had realized that he was the man that I would give up my virginity for.