The next night...
Cyndi, Remy, Marie, Jubilee, Jean and Scott had made plan to go out for drinks at a local club called Fuel. It was more of a bar than a club but it did have dancing and the music was mostly hip-hop or dance which set well with everyone who decided to come along.
Already dressed, Remy and Scott waited in the living room while the women finished getting ready.
"Ya know, we could've had 3 beers by now..." Scott replied as he checked his watch.
"Remy t'ink ya better go n' grab one befo' ya ruin his night wit all dat complainin'." Remy smirked as he changed the channel on the T.V.. Scott had mentioned more than once that he wanted to make it to the club by at least 10 so they could take advantage of the open bar, but by the way things were looking, they wouldn't arrive till 11.
As if on cue, the women filed down the stairs and entered the living room. Jubilee in a tasteful pair of black pants and a silver top, Jean in a conservative black dress, Marie in a pair of dressy jeans and a white top and then there came Cyndi. Remy's jaw practically dropped to the carpet when she came into the room. She was dressed in a silver sequined corset top that pushed her breasts up just slightly, a pair of tight black pants and silver stiletto heels. Her hair was down and curly and bounced playfully behind her with each step she took. Her make-up was a little more dramatic than usual. Her eyes were lined with dark black liner and accentuated by hunter green shadow and her long eye lashes. Remy's eyes soon settled on her lips, glossy with light pink sheen. She looked simply breathtaking. Not that the other girls didn't look nice but to Remy, Cyndi always stood out just a little more than the rest of the women at the mansion. He couldn't help but be biased.
She was his Chere, after all.
"We're ready, Ya'll." Marie replied causing Remy to snap back to reality.
"You all look beautiful." Scott smiled as he walked up to Jean and they kissed.
"You guys don't look too bad either." Cyndi smiled as Remy got up from the couch and rubbed the back of his neck as he walked over to her.
"Ya look more den beautiful, Chere." Remy said in a quiet voice for only Cyndi to hear. He still had images of light pink panties and long silky legs in his head from the night before and couldn't help but continue to feel the aftermath of his newfound knowledge. Whenever he saw her that day, he saw her in that skimpy nightgown and he couldn't get it out of his head for the life of him. Not that he really wanted to. He was a man after all. But she wasn't just any girl. And he didn't want to treat her like just any girl and see her first and foremost as a sexual plaything. She was more. But at that moment, he couldn't help himself.
"Thanks, Cajun." She smiled at him as the group of friends headed outside to Scott's truck.
"Who's driving this beast of a car? We still haven't picked out a D.D. for the night." Jubilee asked.
"Not it!"
"Not it!"
"I call shotgun!" Jeans voice piped up.
"Not it!"
Before Scott could yell 'Not it', Marie beat him to it, forcing him to yet again be the designated driver. He really had to react faster. This was his third weekend in a row serving as D.D..
"Alright, Guys. Dad's driving again." Scott sighed as he got into the drivers seat and the rest of the group piled into the back. Cyndi grinned at Scott's comment and got into the back row with Remy. She inhaled deeply when she got close to him and sighed happily. Remy always smelled so nice...despite his smoking, which she hounded him about day in and day out. She glanced over at him and looked him over. He resembled a model straight out of a magazine dressed in a teal and navy striped dress shirt with the top two buttons undone, a pair of dark jeans and the black Kenneth Cole slip-on shoes she had bought him for Christmas.
When Remy felt her looking at him, he glanced sideways at her and smirked.
"Lookin's fo' free, Chere...touchin' is extra." He joked. She smirked and shook her head.
"Well lucky for me, all I intended on doing was looking." She shot back. He draped his arm over the back of the seat and let his hand stroke up and down her bare shoulder as they drove to the club. For once, Cyndi didn't fight it. Usually when Remy did something boyfriend-esque, she would shove him away and berate him. But not tonight. Maybe it was his cologne...or the way he had looked at her not moments ago...she didn't know what was different about tonight but something told her to give in to him just a little. Besides, it felt nice.
They arrived at the club just before open bar ended and got to pound a few shots on the house before being forced to pay for their liquor.
The girls were dancing out on the dance floor and Remy had headed back to the bar to get another drink for he and Cyndi. Once he approached the crowded bar, a very busty redheaded bartender came over to him with a flirty smile.
"Hey, Darlin'. What can I getchya tonight?" She cooed, batting false eyelashes at him.
"Ketel One an' tonic...an' a Red Devil." Remy replied smoothly as a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as the women directed an ample amount of cleavage his way as she leaned on the counter.
"Good choices. You gonna drink them all by yourself or is the other drink for someone?" She asked sweetly as she started mixing the drinks.
"One's fo' my...friend." Remy replied, sounding disappointed towards the end of the sentence.
"A girl?" She inquired.
"Oui, she be de brunette over dere." Remy said as he pointed Cyndi out on the dance floor.
"Oooo, she's very pretty. Why's she just your friend, Cutie?" The bartender smiled.
"Dunno, ask her." He smirked with a shrug.
"She's out of her mind." She replied as she handed Remy his drinks and he in turn handed her is credit card. She went off to bill him and returned with a slip of paper with her number written on it.
"My name's Jessica...call me sometime." She replied with a flirty wink before tending to another customer on the other side of the bar. Remy chuckled to himself, crumpled up the paper and tossed it aside as he walked back to the dance floor.
"Here ya go, Amour." Remy said as he came up to Cyndi and handed her her Red Devil. Her favorite drink. Sometimes he read into things and would swear she ordered the drink because it reminded her of him...but in all truth, it was a fairly popular drink.
"Thank you." Cyndi smiled over at him as she took a sip from the cocktail straw in the plastic cup he had just handed her.
"Dance with me, Cajun." She smiled as she took his free hand and tugged him closer to her and she spun around with her back to him. Remy easily wrapped one arm around her slender waist and danced with her, loving the way her ass would brush up against his crotch every now and then. They danced pretty innocently for a while until she was done with her 9th or 10th drink and started to get a little more aggressive. Remy was no choir-boy either, he had downed a good amount of liquor by the time he and Cyndi began grinding ferociously on the dance floor. Marie and Jubilee exchanged amused grins at the bar as they caught the two in a moment of weakness.
"I bet 20 bucks they finally hook up tonight." Jubilee replied into Marie's ear.
"I bet 30 bucks they come to their senses and don't talk for like 3 days." Marie challenged, knowing her friend all too well. Surely Cyndi would stop things before they got out of hand.
On the dance floor...
Now facing one another and grinding heavily against each other's crotches, Remy couldn't fight the feelings she was eliciting. Drunk or not, he wanted to kiss her...so he did. Abruptly, he leaned forward and planted one right on her lips, as if to test the waters. When she didn't object, he leaned in again for the kill. Once their lips were pressed together, the two friends sighed happily and proceeded to make-out on the dance floor. Her glossy lips caressed his tenderly as their bodies moved to the beat of the music and Remy lifted her thigh above his hip as they practically dry humped either.
"Mmmm...Baby..." She moaned against his hungry mouth, getting in better contact with the arousal growing in Remy's jeans.
"Ya like dat?" He murmured before kissing her again, their tongues dancing against the others desperately.
Back at the bar...
"Ha! You owe me 20 bucks." Jubilee smiled proudly as she and Marie watched their friends making out.
"Shouldn't we stop them?" Marie asked, slightly concerned since Cyndi didn't end things after a few minutes.
"No." Jubilee laughed.
"No? Why?" Marie asked, furrowing her brow before taking a sip of her beer.
"It'll do them some good. Even if it's just an alcohol fueled hook-up...when you're drunk, that's when your true feelings come out. Inhibitions are gone. " Jubilee reasoned.
"Doesn't make it right. She'll ask why we didn't stop them." Marie worried.
"Have another beer and relax. What's the worst they could do? Have sex? And even then, maybe that'll push them to finally get together." Jubilee laughed as she turned away from the dance floor and ordered another Cosmopolitan. Marie sighed and looked on as Cyndi took Remy's hand and dragged him over to a booth in the back of the bar.
Meanwhile...
Once they had settled into the booth, Remy had pulled Cyndi onto his lap and proceeded to openly feel her up starting at her ass and slowly working up to her full breasts.
"Remy...wait...wait..." She breathed out. He gave her a perplexed look briefly before his attention went back to her breasts in his hands.
"Wha', Chere? Wha'?" He slurred softly. Cyndi didn't respond but simply burst into a fit of giggles which Remy soon joined her in. What they were laughing about was anyone's guess.
"I'm soooooooo drunk right now." She laughed as she fell on top of him and he in turn laid back in the booth, lying completely on his back with Cyndi on top of him. Remy let out a guttural moan as his hand absentmindedly made their way to her ass, cupping it in his hands and squeezing slightly.
"I'm horny, Chere..." He admitted freely.
"Are those your hands on my ass or mine...?" Cyndi wondered as she closed her eyes and rested her head on Remy's shoulder while her hand trailed up his thigh, his crotch and up his torso till her fingers were met with the buttons of his shirt which she tried to undo.
"Pretty sure dere mine, Baby..." Remy mumbled lazily. She focused as best as she could and when she finally undid one button, he simply reached up and ripped his shirt open.
"Someone's inpatient..." Cyndi murmured.
"Ya mean im-patient?" Remy smirked sleepily.
"Whatarya? My english teacher now?" She whined. Suddenly, Marie and Scott came up to them.
"Guys, we're going." Scott replied.
"Noooooooo...you're going." Remy chuckled, lifting his head about an inch up to see Scott and then letting it fall back against the cushions of the sofa with a soft thud.
"We're busy. Bizzzzzzzzzzy..." Cyndi slurred with a laugh which Remy joined her in.
"Ya, busy makin' fools outta yourselves. C'mon, Cyndi...get off of Remy." Marie said as she took Cyndi's arm and pulled her upward till she straddled Remy's hips.
"Mmmm...Right where I wan' ya, Chere..." Remy smirked up at her. Cyndi smirked back but was interrupted by Marie tugging her off of the couch causing Cyndi to stumble into Scott.
"You guys are a mess." Scott laughed as he caught her in his arms and stood her upright. It was a rare occasion when any of them got completely messed up but when it happened, boy, was it a show worth seeing.
Marie sighed and led Cyndi outside where Jubilee and Jean were already waiting in the truck. Scott pulled Remy out of the booth and practically had to carry the man out of the bar. Once the two men made it into the parking lot, Jean rolled down the window to get a better look at Remy who was stumbling out with Scott with his shirt wide open and hair all disheveled.
"C'mon, you party animal." Jean teased to which Remy winked and laughed. Scott helped Remy into the truck, not bothering to separate him and Cyndi and got into the drivers seat where he pulled the truck out of the parking lot.
"Mmmm, look at yooooooou, Baby. You look like sex..." Cyndi purred over to Remy as she gripped the fabric of his ruined shirt and pulled him over to her, her hands running over his bare chest and Remy smirking down at her.
"Remy'll give it ta ya 80 different ways if ya let him..." He murmured huskily to her as one of her hands went to play with his hair.
"Guys, knock it off." Marie sighed as Jubilee started laughing with glee.
"Let 'em, Girl. They need it." Jubilee said through a fit of laughter. Marie rolled her eyes and gave up when they started kissing again.