"I can't believe I let you talk me into going to a karaoke bar," Seth said in a grumpy voice as they entered the place.
"Oh, come on, live a little. You might like it," Roman said.

They both turned their heads towards the stage as they heard a woman started shouting.

Ohhh, I miss the misery

"Now that's my type of girl," Seth said as he saw her.

She was standing up there in a pair of black jeans and a white tank top with the word "BITCH" written in black letters across the chest. To the outfit she was wearing black sneakers. Her hair went half way down her back and was dark brown. No makeup or jewelry. She clearly wasn't out to make an impression on anyone but just to enjoy herself, which was the thing that actually made her make an impression on the men that had just walked in.

"Aren't you glad I made you come here then?" Roman asked and laughed.

They went to sit down at a table while watching her sing.

I've been a mess since you stayed
I've been a wreck since you changed
Don't let me get in your way
I miss the lies and the pain
The fights that keep us awake
I'm tellin you

I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me
Miss the phone calls
When it's your fault
I miss the late nights
Don't miss you at all
I like the kick in the face
And the things you do to me
I love the way that it hurts
I don't miss you, I miss the misery

"I wonder who she's singing it to," Seth said.
"Just about every man in here. Look at the way they're all drooling over her and she couldn't care less," Roman said.
"Look at the way we're drooling over her. We're just as those other fools," Seth said.
"True that," Roman said and laughed.

I've tried but I just can't take it
I'd rather fight than just fake it (cause I like it rough)
You know that I've had enough
I dare ya to call my bluff
Can't take to much of a good thing
I'm tellin you

I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me
Miss the phone calls
When it's your fault
I miss the late nights
Don't miss you at all
I like the kick in the face
And the things you do to me
I love the way that it hurts
I don't miss you, I miss the misery

Just know that I'll make you hurt
(I miss the lies and the pain what you did to me)
When you tell me you'll make it worse
(I'd rather fight all night than watch the TV)
I hate that feelin inside
You tell me how hard you'll try
But when we're at our worst
I miss the misery

I miss the bad things
The way you hate me
I miss the screaming
The way that you blame me

I miss the rough sex
Leaves me a mess
I miss the feeling of pains in my chest
Miss the phone calls
When it's your fault
I miss the late nights
Don't miss you at all
I like the kick in the face
And the things you do to me
I love the way that it hurts
I don't miss you, I miss the misery

I don't miss you, I miss the misery

Everyone was clapping and whistling. She smiled and bowed, then walked off the stage to stand by the bar by herself. The bartender leaned in and talked to her. Clearly they knew each other.

"A boyfriend perhaps?" Seth asked.
"Only one way to find out," Roman answered and went to stand up.
"What are you doing?" Seth asked.
"Well, we need something to drink, right?" Roman said and walked towards the bar.

He made sure to stand some what close to the woman as he waited for the bartender to turn his attention towards him.

"How may I help you?" The bartender asked.
"A bottle of whiskey and two glasses," Roman answered.

The bartender put a bottle and two glasses in front of Roman and Roman paid. The bartender walked off to service some other customers. Roman turned to look at her.

"You sounded really good up there," he said.
"Thanks," she said.
"You wanna come join us? Free drinks," he said and held up the bottle.
"Sure, why not? Hey Mark, I'm stealing a glass," she yelled to the bartender as she leaned over the counter to grab a glass.

The bartender just nodded towards her.

She followed Roman to the table and sat down.

"Hello, I'm Seth," Seth said.
"And I'm Roman, by the way," Roman said.
"I'm Zola," she said as she pushed the glass towards Roman.

He took the hint and poured her a whiskey and handed back the glass.

"Thanks," she said as she grabbed it and downed the drink.
"So, is he your boyfriend?" Seth asked and nodded towards the bartender.
"Who, Mark? We've been friends since kindergarden," she answered.
"Oh, okay," Seth said.
"He's also gay if you're interested," she said.
"I'm not but thanks for offering," Seth said, trying to hold in a chuckle.
"You never know," she said.
"Seth is straight and so am I," Roman said.
"And you're telling me this because...?" She asked.
"Just thought you might like to know," Roman answered.
"Why? So I know I can sleep with you if I like to?" She asked.

Roman choked on his drink and started coughing.

"No beating around the bush with you," Seth said.
"Straight to business. Way more easy that way," she said.
"So would you?" Seth asked, thinking he might keep it in the straight to business trail she had just laid out.
"Sleep with you? Maybe. Probably," she answered.
"Which one of us?" Seth asked.
"Why not both of you?" She asked back.
"At the same time?" Roman asked.
"Give me another drink and we'll talk about it," she answered and handed the glass to him.

He started laughing and poured her another drink.

"I like you, girl," he said and laughed.

The hours passed, the conversation were flowing across the table, the bottle was getting empty and they were all getting drunk.

"Gotta get some of that whiskey out again," Seth said and stood up to go the men's room.

She followed him with her eyes and heard Roman laugh next to her because of it.

"What? He's got a nice ass," she said.
"I'm sure he does. I wouldn't know," he said.
"Don't blame me for looking. He might have a nice ass but you got everything else just right," she said and looked at him.

If it was the whiskey talking or her eyes undressing him, he didn't know, but he leaned in and kissed her. She was fast to crawl up on his lap, placing a knee on each side of him, never breaking the kiss. He placed a hand on her back and a hand in her hair, holding her close, kissing her hard and passionately. She pressed her crotch towards his, rolled her hips a little, making him get an erection. He reached down and grabbed her ass. She broke the kiss.

"Wanna get out of here?" She asked.
"What about Seth?" He asked.
"He's a big boy. Can't he take care of himself? Or you want him to come watch or join us?" She asked, leaning in to let her tongue trace the rim of his ear.
"Serious guys? I was gone for like two minutes," Seth's voice sounded.

They both looked up at him.

"You mind if we take off?" Roman asked.
"You drag me here and then you leave me here. Just so typical of you, Roman," Seth said.
"Don't believe him. I don't usually do this," Roman said to her.
"I don't care what you usually do. I only care about what you're gonna do to me," she said and crawled off his lap.
"You know, I asked him if he would like for you to join us," she said to Seth, teasing him.
"Roman never wants to share," Seth said.
"No, I don't," Roman said and grabbed her hand. "See you tomorrow, Seth."

Seth watched them leave the place. He grabbed the bottle of whiskey and emptied it before leaving too.

He dragged her into the bedroom as soon as they entered his house. They ripped the clothes off each other, not wasting any time. They were all over each other, kissing and touching. She took over and pushed him down on the bed. She crawled up on him and bent down to kiss him again. He was surprised how fast she was moving and before he knew it, he was inside her.

She was moving up and down, rolling her hips, making him moan. She knew exactly what she was doing. He felt himself get close really fast and he grabbed her hips to slow her down.

"It's alright. Just cum," she whispered in his ear.
"Not before you," he said.
"Wow, a gentleman. That's new," she said and giggled.

He wondered what kind of men she had been with before him but he didn't think it was the right time to ask. Instead he held on tight to her hips as he swung her around on her back. He grabbed both her hands and interlocked his fingers into hers, holding her down like that. Now that he was in charge, he lowered the pace a bit but thrusted into her hard instead. He made sure to push all the way in with each thrust. Her moaning grew louder as he hit the right spot each time he went all in. He increased the pace a little but still made sure to hit all the way in. She closed her eyes as he made her cum. He smiled by the sight of her squirming under him as she was riding the waves of her orgasm. He increased the pace and finally allowed himself to cum as well.

He rolled off her and onto his back, trying to catch his breath. He turned his head to the side and looked at her.

"Well, that was fun," she said as she got out of bed.

She walked towards her clothes.

"You're allowed to stay if you want," he said.
"It's alright," she said as she put on her panties.
"I mean it. I don't wanna kick you out," he said.
"You're not kicking me out. I'm leaving on my own free will," she said while hooking her bra.
"You're a weird woman," he said and smiled.
"Why? Because I don't wanna spend the night here?" She asked.
"Yeah, that too. And because..." He said but stopped himself.

"And because you didn't seem to care about your own pleasure during sex," he finished the sentence in his head.

She walked over to him and sat down on him, a knee on each side of him.

"Wipe that serious look off your face," she said and smiled.

He pushed himself up in a sitting position, wrapped his arms around her lower back and kissed her.

"You sure you don't wanna stay the night?" He asked.
"Yes, I'm sure," she answered.
"Alright, I'm not gonna force you. Thank you for our time together though. I really enjoyed it," he said.
"Me too," she said.

She kissed him again and then crawled off him. She put on the rest of her clothes while he just sat on the bed and watched her. He got up to walk her out.

"Don't," she said.
"I just wanna say goodbye," he said.
"You don't need to play gentleman and walk me to the door. I can find my own way out. You just stay in bed and have a good night's sleep. After all, you've deserved it," she said.
"But I..." He started but she turned around and walked out of the bedroom fast, leaving his words hanging in the air.

"What a strange woman," he thought and laid back down in bed. "Strange but sexy as hell."

He smiled to himself as he thought about what had just happened.