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The group had arrived at the club and wound up waiting in line outside of the club. Once they were inside, they wound up hitting the dance floor. Randy went and got drinks, that way Chelle could drink with them.
After a few hours, and many drinks later, Nicole called the girls over to a table to chit-chat while the boys played pool. "Girls, let's talk." She said as she sat down. "How long have you guys been with your men?"
Jen and Chelle looked at each other, "Well, John and I dated before he came to OVW, then we decided to go our separate ways for awhile, but we're still pretty close. He just doesn't admit it." Jen explained.
"Oh, so he's one of those guys that wants to keep something stable while he's out playing the field." Nicole replied. "That's kind of how Brock is, but I don't mind. I'm getting mine while he gets his." She turned to Chelle, "What about you?"
"Randy and I have been together for a little over a month." She said cautiously.
"Ah, you guys are still in that cutesy-lovey-dovey stage." She said with a smile. "What do you think of his career choice?"
"I think that if it's what he wants to do and it makes him happy, then that's all that matters. And if things go well and we're together for a long time, then I'll support him in whatever endeavors he pursues." Chelle replied.
Nicole smiled, "You guys are really cute. Well, if you haven't noticed, all of our men have something in common." She started to say but stopped to finish her drink. "All of our men have histories of liking women, A LOT. I've heard about Randy's past. I don't know if you have, but I can tell you some stories that the three of them have talked about." Nicole said in a snotty tone.
"No, but thank you. Randy and I have been open and honest with each other when it comes to our pasts. I know that he was a playboy, but I can handle that. I know that between the two of us we are monogamous, and that's all that matters to me at this point." Chelle shot back. She finished off her drink.
Jen smiled, "I'm the same way. Yes I may feel stronger about John than he feels for me at this point, but as long as we're still friends, that's all that I care about."
Nicole was going to fire a response back but she seen the boys headed their way. "Well, we'll see who's still around when they're big and famous." She muttered.
Randy went over to Chelle and rubbed her shoulders, "You ladies having a good time?"
They all nodded, but none of them said anything more.
"Well, how about we hit the floor for a few more dances?" John suggested.
"Sounds great." Nicole said latching onto Brock.
Chelle got up and interlaced her hand with Randy's. She was feeling a little tipsy. She had drank more tonight than she normally did and she was definitely feeling the effects.
Jen put her arm around John and squeezed him. And they all headed out onto the dance floor.
They danced to the new Ludacris song, and they danced to the new Britney Spears and Madonna song. Chelle and Randy were all over each other, and Nicole felt that Brock was eyeing Chelle, so she was pouring herself all over him to try to keep his attention on her.
Jen and John were dancing and snuggling and were enjoying rekindling what used to be there.
Randy was surprised at some of the moves Chelle had. She was a really good dancer. She definitely knew how to work it. This wasn't Randy's music of choice, but if it meant getting as close to Chelle as he was, he would listen to it day and night. The only problem was that it was making him want her very, very bad.
The song "Dirrrty" came on and Chelle was overjoyed. Between all of the thoughts she had been having, and the alcohol, she was all about being "Dirrrty" with Randy. They started dancing, and Nicole and Jen brought the men over by Randy and Chelle. Even though the girls had been having their differences with Nicole, the three of them had some unspoken words pass between them, and they all danced together and gave the three boys quite a show.
By the end of the song, Chelle could tell that she was turned on. The club made last call and the 6 of them headed to the bar. They all ordered one last shot, they toasted each other and the fun night they had had and headed out to the parking lot.
Everyone headed their own separate ways. Randy and Chelle went back to his place for the night.
Randy turned the radio on low and lit some candles for light and made each of them another drink.
Chelle came out in a black satin nightgown. Randy twirled her into his arms, and the two of them began to slow dance to the soft sounds of "Take My Breath Away" by Berlin. Randy gazed into Chelle's eyes, and she gazed right back.
He leaned down and the two began kissing. Soon it became heavy making out. Randy sat down on the couch and pulled her onto his lap and began kissing her passionately. He slid his hand up her nightgown and began caressing her stomach. He kissed her neck and thrived off of her soft moans.
Chelle felt like she was in Heaven. Being with Randy was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. And, she was feeling the effects of being out drinking all night long. She was definitely tipsy. She didn't have a whole lot of balance to her. She would try to balance on Randy's lap without tipping over, but she was having a hard time doing that.
Randy felt like his pants were about to explode. He groped her greedily and each kiss grew more and more passionate. "Do you want to go in the bedroom?" He asked her.
"Yeah," She replied hungrily.
She got up and began to head there, but she could barely walk straight. "Are you drunk?" Randy asked jokingly.
"Just a bit." She said with a laugh.
They got to the bedroom and laid down on the bed. In no time, the two were all over each other. Chelle was acting in ways that Randy had never seen. She was practically ripping his clothes off. She never acted that way before, and when they had talked about it, she had always made it clear that she wanted it to be special. "Chelle, I think that you're really drunk." He said to her.
Chelle burst out giggling, "Yeah I know, it's the first time! I've drank, and I've drank some, but I've never drank a lot and I think it's the drinking a lot that got me drunk." She rambled.
"Chelle, I don't think we should do this tonight." Randy said sitting up and adjusting his pants.
"What do you mean we shouldn't do this tonight? Aren't I good enough?" She slurred.
Randy pulled her into his lap and held her, "Chelle, I want our first time together to be special, not in an alcohol-fueled passion. I think maybe we should cool it for now."
Chelle pouted, "Are you sure?" She said in an almost child-like manner.
Randy nodded, "Chelle, I really care about you and I really care about us. That's why I think that we should make our first time special."
Chelle nodded, "Yeah, I suppose."
"C'mon, let's snuggle and relax." Randy said holding her close.
Chelle wrapped her arms around him and held him close, "Thank you Randy, I know that I'm probably too drunk to feel it, but I know it's something that I'll thank you for in the morning."
Randy smiled and kissed her forehead, "No problem."
They turned out the lights and went to bed.
**Was Brock really watching Chelle, or was Nicole just paranoid? Will Chelle remember the events of the night before? Will Randy and Chelle EVER do it?!? Please continue to read and review!**
The group had arrived at the club and wound up waiting in line outside of the club. Once they were inside, they wound up hitting the dance floor. Randy went and got drinks, that way Chelle could drink with them.
After a few hours, and many drinks later, Nicole called the girls over to a table to chit-chat while the boys played pool. "Girls, let's talk." She said as she sat down. "How long have you guys been with your men?"
Jen and Chelle looked at each other, "Well, John and I dated before he came to OVW, then we decided to go our separate ways for awhile, but we're still pretty close. He just doesn't admit it." Jen explained.
"Oh, so he's one of those guys that wants to keep something stable while he's out playing the field." Nicole replied. "That's kind of how Brock is, but I don't mind. I'm getting mine while he gets his." She turned to Chelle, "What about you?"
"Randy and I have been together for a little over a month." She said cautiously.
"Ah, you guys are still in that cutesy-lovey-dovey stage." She said with a smile. "What do you think of his career choice?"
"I think that if it's what he wants to do and it makes him happy, then that's all that matters. And if things go well and we're together for a long time, then I'll support him in whatever endeavors he pursues." Chelle replied.
Nicole smiled, "You guys are really cute. Well, if you haven't noticed, all of our men have something in common." She started to say but stopped to finish her drink. "All of our men have histories of liking women, A LOT. I've heard about Randy's past. I don't know if you have, but I can tell you some stories that the three of them have talked about." Nicole said in a snotty tone.
"No, but thank you. Randy and I have been open and honest with each other when it comes to our pasts. I know that he was a playboy, but I can handle that. I know that between the two of us we are monogamous, and that's all that matters to me at this point." Chelle shot back. She finished off her drink.
Jen smiled, "I'm the same way. Yes I may feel stronger about John than he feels for me at this point, but as long as we're still friends, that's all that I care about."
Nicole was going to fire a response back but she seen the boys headed their way. "Well, we'll see who's still around when they're big and famous." She muttered.
Randy went over to Chelle and rubbed her shoulders, "You ladies having a good time?"
They all nodded, but none of them said anything more.
"Well, how about we hit the floor for a few more dances?" John suggested.
"Sounds great." Nicole said latching onto Brock.
Chelle got up and interlaced her hand with Randy's. She was feeling a little tipsy. She had drank more tonight than she normally did and she was definitely feeling the effects.
Jen put her arm around John and squeezed him. And they all headed out onto the dance floor.
They danced to the new Ludacris song, and they danced to the new Britney Spears and Madonna song. Chelle and Randy were all over each other, and Nicole felt that Brock was eyeing Chelle, so she was pouring herself all over him to try to keep his attention on her.
Jen and John were dancing and snuggling and were enjoying rekindling what used to be there.
Randy was surprised at some of the moves Chelle had. She was a really good dancer. She definitely knew how to work it. This wasn't Randy's music of choice, but if it meant getting as close to Chelle as he was, he would listen to it day and night. The only problem was that it was making him want her very, very bad.
The song "Dirrrty" came on and Chelle was overjoyed. Between all of the thoughts she had been having, and the alcohol, she was all about being "Dirrrty" with Randy. They started dancing, and Nicole and Jen brought the men over by Randy and Chelle. Even though the girls had been having their differences with Nicole, the three of them had some unspoken words pass between them, and they all danced together and gave the three boys quite a show.
By the end of the song, Chelle could tell that she was turned on. The club made last call and the 6 of them headed to the bar. They all ordered one last shot, they toasted each other and the fun night they had had and headed out to the parking lot.
Everyone headed their own separate ways. Randy and Chelle went back to his place for the night.
Randy turned the radio on low and lit some candles for light and made each of them another drink.
Chelle came out in a black satin nightgown. Randy twirled her into his arms, and the two of them began to slow dance to the soft sounds of "Take My Breath Away" by Berlin. Randy gazed into Chelle's eyes, and she gazed right back.
He leaned down and the two began kissing. Soon it became heavy making out. Randy sat down on the couch and pulled her onto his lap and began kissing her passionately. He slid his hand up her nightgown and began caressing her stomach. He kissed her neck and thrived off of her soft moans.
Chelle felt like she was in Heaven. Being with Randy was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. And, she was feeling the effects of being out drinking all night long. She was definitely tipsy. She didn't have a whole lot of balance to her. She would try to balance on Randy's lap without tipping over, but she was having a hard time doing that.
Randy felt like his pants were about to explode. He groped her greedily and each kiss grew more and more passionate. "Do you want to go in the bedroom?" He asked her.
"Yeah," She replied hungrily.
She got up and began to head there, but she could barely walk straight. "Are you drunk?" Randy asked jokingly.
"Just a bit." She said with a laugh.
They got to the bedroom and laid down on the bed. In no time, the two were all over each other. Chelle was acting in ways that Randy had never seen. She was practically ripping his clothes off. She never acted that way before, and when they had talked about it, she had always made it clear that she wanted it to be special. "Chelle, I think that you're really drunk." He said to her.
Chelle burst out giggling, "Yeah I know, it's the first time! I've drank, and I've drank some, but I've never drank a lot and I think it's the drinking a lot that got me drunk." She rambled.
"Chelle, I don't think we should do this tonight." Randy said sitting up and adjusting his pants.
"What do you mean we shouldn't do this tonight? Aren't I good enough?" She slurred.
Randy pulled her into his lap and held her, "Chelle, I want our first time together to be special, not in an alcohol-fueled passion. I think maybe we should cool it for now."
Chelle pouted, "Are you sure?" She said in an almost child-like manner.
Randy nodded, "Chelle, I really care about you and I really care about us. That's why I think that we should make our first time special."
Chelle nodded, "Yeah, I suppose."
"C'mon, let's snuggle and relax." Randy said holding her close.
Chelle wrapped her arms around him and held him close, "Thank you Randy, I know that I'm probably too drunk to feel it, but I know it's something that I'll thank you for in the morning."
Randy smiled and kissed her forehead, "No problem."
They turned out the lights and went to bed.
**Was Brock really watching Chelle, or was Nicole just paranoid? Will Chelle remember the events of the night before? Will Randy and Chelle EVER do it?!? Please continue to read and review!**