Chapter 1, V for club vive

Serena’s POV

It's been a week since I've waited for a response for the job I applied for. My mind has been on a rollercoaster of emotions, anticipating the response from the company, and finally, I got the job. “You’re looking at the new Secretary at VestTech!”I yelled my excitement at Benita, my college roommate while staring at my email I had received.

“I am so happy for you girl! This calls for a celebration. Tonight, we party!”Benita gets up in excitement to join in my celebration. We have been searching for jobs for over 4 months and have gotten nothing so far.

“I was just hoping we would get tacos. It's tacos night, Tuesday night is tacos night, remember?”, I hope she doesn't plan on breaking our tradition, we haven't gone a Tuesday night without tacos. It's a tradition that Benita and her then-ex started and it hasn't left us ever since. Seems silly but cute.

“Don't be silly Serena, come on. When was the last time we went out and had a fucking drink?”

“Uhm… last week, remember?”Benita scoffs at it.

“Nonsense girl, come on… the drinks, the vibes, boys”

“Boys”, we both squealed like a bunch of high school girls.

“Fine, let me get ready”

“Great. Hope by ready you mean a shower?”

“Hey! What do you mean by that?”

“Nothing”, I sniffed my armpits to make sure.

“See, clean”

“Take a shower, Se”, Benita sometimes shortens my name to ‘Se’.

“Where are we going? Have a place in mind?”, I said as I quickly took off my dress and went into my towel. I wrapped a smaller towel around my hair as well.

“Heard of this great place, Club Vive”

“Never heard of it”, I spoke to her from the bathroom, with the shower already turned on. 

“Trust me, it's a great place”, at this point, we just yelled at each other.

“It better be”

“Don't you trust me?”

“No. You made us miss tacos Tuesday”

“Just hurry out of there. Jesus! You're just taking a shower, not getting baptized”

I sprang out of the bathroom, cleaning myself and drying my hair with a dryer. I faced a mirror to see myself as I applied a gentle brush of makeup on my face. I picked out a yellow half-cut dress I hadn't worn probably since my freshman year.

“Almost done Benita, don’t rush me”

“It's almost 9:00 pm, Se”, With a dapple of lipstick on my lips, “Done?”

“Wait, why didn't you shower as well?”I had to question why she forced me into showering while she didn't.

“Cause I always smell like fragrance darling. Now, come on Mami, it's time to party!”, we both squealed once more.

“Yeah!!”, we both chanted, “Party, party, party!!!”

I tapped on Benita’s shoulders, “And Tuesday tacos?”, I made sure this issue didn't slide.

“Why not?”, we chanted again, “Tacos, tacos, tacos!!!”

Later at the club, we gulped down our third glass of shot. Benita let out a loud “Woah! Yeah! See I told you this would be fun”, the loud music made it difficult for me to hear what she was saying. “Let's dance”

“What?”

“I said let's dance”, she gulps a fourth glass and drags my ass to the dance floor, literally this girl had her hands on my freaking ass.

We danced and rocked everyone at the club, partying like there was no tomorrow. We were having so much fun. A girl stood in front of me dancing, she held me by my waist, grabbing my ass like a fluffy sponge, with her hands at my back pulling me closer to her. 

She kisses me. Not unusual for me, I mean everyone thinks I'm hot, and I kinda am. But I didn't mind at all. I was tipsy and having a good time, that's all that mattered at this point. 

But I couldn't help but notice a strange man sitting at the VIP corner of the club. He has had his eyes fixated on me for quite some time now, or he was just staring towards my direction. I couldn't tell, the lights were dimmed in the club, and it was hard to tell. If he wants some action, he shouldn't hide in corners. I returned my focus to the lady who had just kissed me.

“What's your name?”, I asked, a little bit skeptical at first, this is not the first time I've kissed a stranger, let alone a girl.

“Does it matter?”

“Nope, I'm just asking, but if you don't wanna…”

“Let's leave it like that, okay?”

“If you say so, cool”, weird.

She turns me and captures me from behind. I liked it.

“You are lesbo?”

“Lesbo?” Oh God! I think I embarrassed myself. “Do you think I'm a lesbo?”

“No?”, I swear I could hear myself swallow.

“Besides, aren't we all just a little bit… bi?”, Hmm…  I guess. I never thought about it that way before.

“I guess so”, Benita from the crowd hands me another glass of shot. I gulped it and followed her into the crowd, forgetting the lady whom I just spoke with. For some reason, my eyes went on a search for the stranger at the VIP corner, but I couldn't seem to find him. Where must he have gone?

Suddenly, I could feel a manly grip on my thighs, squeezing my inner tights with his gentle strokes, moving up and down on my naked skin. His hands go upper every time. I could feel his hard cock against my fat ass, my tongue could taste the saliva in my mouth, the taste was familiar.

I recognized it, juicy, yet sour-sweet. His hands still rub gently against my upper thigh, and he's resting on my back tightly with his cock throbbing against my back. His hands were about to go to a place where I needed them to be, but I turned to face him, kissing his fat plump lips. 

I couldn't make out his face. I dragged him out of the club into a bathroom stall. I see his face now. It's the stranger from the VIP corner. He is a dark handsome, masculine man. He looks like he spends half his day in the gym. His jawline was edgy and spoke of his personality, dangerous. 

I reached for another kiss, but he pushed me back softly against the wall. He single-handedly takes off my panties. His hand glides against my pussy, a sweet sensation of euphoric ecstasy. 

He looked deep into my eyes, capturing my soul in his. I felt mute, my body spoke without my mouth moving. He reached for a kiss, and I accepted. 

He whispers in my ear, “Wanna go back to my place?”, with the deep voice of a bass singer, his voice reverberating through my pussy, letting out a little squirt.

“Yes, daddy”