Chapter 2
I stood in the door way, card in hand for another minute. Why is this address familiar? I think to myself. Eh, fuck it. The girls are gonna be here in less than ten and I need to finish getting ready. I leave the door cracked so they can just walk in when they get here since they don't know how to knock and they know where I keep my spare key. I turn on my heel without falling and throw the card on the table by the phone. I do a final run through of my house and make sure I didn't leave anything on. Through the open door, I can hear the clicking of heels and women's laughter.
"Pig, please shut up before I push you down the stairs," warns an irritated voice.
"Your just jealous, Forehead." came a snarky reply.
"Jealous of what? You giving yourself a concussion by falling in your fucking hooker heels?"
"Bitch, you better watch yourself before I take this stiletto off and shank you with it." Finally having heard enough, I walk over to the door and pull it open reveling Ino dressed in all purple, Sakura Haruno dressed in all pink (surprise, not) and TenTen choosing forest green with her hair curled instead of her usually double bun, (imagine a chibi panda and that's what TenTen's with her hair up). Ino and Sakura seem to be seconds away from a full-fledged cat fight when they all stop and look at me.
"Are you ladies done, or will I have to beat both of you for trying to ruin my night out?" They both start trying to talk at once and I put up my hand. "I don't care who started it, I will end you both. Now knock it off and let's get going because I wanna get laid before the night is out. Got it?"
"Yes mother," they mumble like scolded children as I lock my door and sweep down the hallway to the front door. The maintenance man of the apartment complex was walking past us on the opposite side of the hall watching us walk by, lets out a wolf whistle, his shaggy white hair swallowing his puffy eyes brows as they shoot up into his brow line.
"Not on your life, Jirayia," I call over my shoulder as he turns to watch us walk away.
"Better coming than going," he calls out in reply and I laugh as the girls turn around to shoot daggers at the pervy old man.
"Wipe the drool from your chin before Tsunade notices," we turn the corner and enter the open elevator doors. They close cutting off the pervy sage's elegant and degrading reply.
"How can you put up with that pervert lurking around the building?" Sakura asks me with a shutter.
"The same way Sasuke has been able to put up with you and Ino stalking him since the 9th grade, Pinky." She flips me off for dissing her bright pink hair and I blow her a kiss in return. The pink hair isn't natural, I promise. She's naturally a blonde, but when we all met in high school she was jealous of my red hair and didn't want to be a blonde with Ino, so she tried dying her hair red, which failed miserably and it came out pink. She liked the way it looked and so she decided to keep it. We get out of the elevator and pile into Ino's car, I call shotgun and climb up front with her while Sakura and TenTen climb in the back.
"Who's up for DD?" Ino calls as she pulls out of the parking lot. A chorus of 'not it' echoes through the cab until, "TenTen, you're up."
The brunette let's out a groan. "Why not Ame? She's not even gonna have fun tonight."
"I so am, Panda. I'm planning on getting drunk and getting laid, so DD this time, and I promise I will the next time I go out with you guys." I twist around in the passenger seat to face her. I really hope she'll let me pass this time…
With a sigh, she relents. "Fine, you can DD next time."
The pulse of the music beats through the floor and the air around me, sweeping me out of my body and into another dimension. I dance, arms above my head and hips swaying in tight circles in the middle of the dance floor pressed together with the other bodies gyrating and slipping past me in the most delicious way. A man standing at the bar watches me hungrily. He's taller than me by a few inches with dark eyes that hold my gaze. I smile at him and bite my lip as he takes another sip of his whiskey before he places the glass on the bar and slips into the crowd; I lose sight of the intriguing stranger. I pout slightly at not being able to tease him anymore when a warm body presses against me from behind, his warm length pressing into my ass making me moan. He winds an arm around my waist and pulls me back against him. I take a step back and grind on him as he moves to hold my hips, moving me to the beat. When there's a pause in the music he leans down and whispers in my ear.
"I would love to tell you all the things I would love to do to you, but that would mean taking this off," he tugs gently at the seam of my dress before slipping his palm up my thigh to grope me. "And I rather like it on you," he kisses my pulse softly.
I shout over the music," Buy me a drink and I just may let you," before I slink off to the bar to catch my breath, his hand in mine. He follows closely, slipping between dancers as graceful as a jungle cat. We break through the mass and I climb up on a seat as he motions to the bartender. "Whiskey," I reply when he asks me what I want to drink. The bartender pours them and the man hands me one. I smile and toast him before taking a drink. "So, what's your name?"
"Genma," he replies before sliding closer to me. "And you?" he tucks a lose strand of hair behind my ear and caresses my cheek.
"Ame," I say softly leaning to reveal more of my cleavage. "Tell me Genma, what you do for a living?" he glances down my top and hums appreciatively.
"I work for a law office here in town." I nod pretending like a really care. He looks at me over his glass as he takes another drink. I can tell by the lines around his eyes and mouth when he smiles that he's older than me by a few years. Sadly, for men older doesn't always mean more experienced. The way he smiles at me, I can tell that he wants me. I smile back and let him think the same of me. If anything, I can get a few free drinks off him. "What about you? You got a steady job?" I shake my head no and run a finger around the rim of my glass before I take another drink. "Why's that?"
"Can't hold a steady job," I drain my glass and put it on the bar as the bartender comes back over and put a shot in front of me.
"From the blonde in the corner," he explains and points to where Ino is sitting staring at me. She catches my eyes and blows me a kiss, our secret code. When one of the girls is talking t a guy when we go out, one of the others buys them a drink and blows them a kiss. It the girl response with a kiss back it means 'I'm staying'; a wave means 'not sure,'; a smile and slamming the shot means 'get me the hell outta here.' I blow Ino a kiss and thank the bartender. She nods and slips back into the crowd as I turn back to Genma.
"So, what are you looking for tonight?" he puts his hand on my leg and rubs in a circular motion, heat pooling in my moist core. He notices the blush that crosses my face and slips his hand farther up between my thighs. "I know of a nice little place, if you wanna…"
I know talking was the farthest thing from his mind right now, and honestly I didn't care. The way he was looking at me sparked something that's been dormant since I got cheated on. I knew that it wouldn't be anything serious, so what's one night gonna hurt?
"Let me tell the girls I'm going and then we can leave," I pull my phone from my clutch and send a mass text to all of them.
"Met totally sexxxii guy! Leaving, don't wait up n have fun ;)"
I slip off my stool and let him lead me by the hand out of the bar to somewhere we can "talk".
