Lady at the Night Club (Part 1)

It was a Friday evening and after completing office I decided to hang out at a nearby night club. I pulled out my car from office parking and headed to the night club. It was about 8.30 P.M. and the crowd started pouring in. After getting stamped and paying stag entry fee I got in and stood at the bar counter. Ordered my drink and started rolling my eyes all around. Being the weekend the place was thronged by couples mostly and some girl groups. In the dimly lit corners I could see some couples cozying up, some scantily clad single girls, mostly hookers, standing and trying to lure stags for sponsoring drinks or have a casual date night. I was used to such scenes in clubs Suddenly I spotted a lady, must be in her mid-thirties, sitting at the bar counter on the opposite side. She was wearing a black spaghetti strap dress with an ample view of her cleavage.

While sipping my drink, I kept giving her glances. She was hooked to her phone. After some time while glancing at her, our eyes met. We both were looking at each other. I felt a little embarrassed and moved my sight from her. However, after few moments I again got her back in my sight and found she was also looking at me. Now I gathered some courage and gave a smile. She returned. The bar stool beside her was empty. I pointed out at it and through sign wanted her permission to occupy that. She nodded.

I shifted beside her from the other end. As I occupied the bar stool, I took a closer look at her. She was fit with beautiful curves. From the side I could get a nice view of her bosom. They were handful! The dress length was just till her thighs, exposing her toned legs and thighs. She was wearing a red pointed stiletto and I love to see women wearing such stilettos as it gives their booty a boost. I introduced myself and asked her name. She replied “what will you do knowing my name, age etc. etc.? Are you going to marry me?” I was a bit confused but didn’t let her understand. Next I asked her “If you don’t mind, can I buy you a drink?” She snapped back “I can afford my drinks! I am not one of those bitches standing out there looking for a sponsor.” I was little nervous now as I didn’t know what to say. I sat quietly and sipped my drink.

Moments went by and we both sat there sipping our own drinks. I thought let me try again. I asked her “so where do you stay Madam? Haven’t seen you here earlier”. She smiled and replied “I stay at my husband’s house and I have also not seen you here earlier.” I told to myself, nothing’s going to happen with this lady, not even a conversation. It’s better I finish my drink and call it a night. I asked the bartender for my cheque. As I got up, turned around and was about to leave, she called out from my back. I turned around and she said “look I am sorry for being rude. I am in a foul mood tonight. Please don’t mind and if you are really not in a hurry then please stay back.” I felt good and replied “Okay Madam, as you say.” She now ordered for my drink and while I insisted that she should not, she held my hand and said “please don’t refuse. While I allowed you to sit beside me but at the same time I had been rude to you. Allow me to undo it.” I nodded.

After a while she said “it’s too noisy here, let’s go to some quite place.” I asked her “I am okay to go but its 10.00 P.M. won’t your husband be waiting for you?” To this she sighed and said “he is not in town and is on a so called official tour with his secretary.” I understood her issue and kept quiet. As I asked the valet to get my car, she also asked the valet to call for her driver. Both of our cars arrived. Her car was a Mercedes Benz while mine was a Honda City. She asked me to hand over my car key to her driver. I obeyed. She instructed her driver to take back my car to the club parking and wait. She took to her car’s driver seat and asked me to hop in. I got in and she started driving. Approximately after 15 minutes we reached a deserted area with dimly lit roads. She pulled over the car and switched off the headlights, kept the ignition and air condition on. It was pin drop silence. I could only feel us breathe and smell her costly perfume. She broke the silence by saying “I am married but we are not together mentally. My husband screws his secretary, goes on so called official tours with her and at times stay back at her place over the weekend. So I often go night club hopping but haven’t been able to find a date for me. Most of the guys I have met at the night clubs are eager on how fast they can take me to the bed. However, you have been hanging around with me for a couple of hours now but I didn’t see any such advances from you.” I smirked and said “well I was not at the club to look for a potential fuck buddy. I was there just to have few drinks, relax and maybe to find someone to monkey around in the club.” She smiled. I continued “see most guys have this notion that any hot single lady in the clubs are either a hooker or waiting looking for a one – night stand. It’s true there are many such out there but I stay away from them.” She nodded in agreement.

She then said “so what about yourself?” I replied “I am single by choice, working in a reputed organization, earn and enjoy life. I am not mentally prepared to get into the household chores hence decided to be single.” She said “interesting!”. Suddenly she switched on the car’s headlight, turned around the car and headed towards the way back. I was little surprised as what happened suddenly. Still I kept quiet. We came back to the night club. She called her driver and asked to bring out my car. I was so puzzled and didn’t know what to say. My car arrived, I got down and headed towards my car. I was about to get inside my car and suddenly she called me. I turned back to see her car standing behind me. She forwarded a piece of folded paper to me from the car’s window, winked and zipped away. I unfolded the piece of paper. It was written “you have passed the test by showing your patience and being gentle. Call me tomorrow morning.” Her phone number was mentioned and below it her name – Priyanka.