Author Note: Dance club…drunk Jackie…little bit o' smut….read on

Chapter 23 – Oh, That's Exotic Dancing!

Jackie had managed to convince Rhonda and Brooke to accompany her on her Friday research project. Both women were sworn to silence regarding the evening and Kelso grumpily agreed to watch Betsy when he thought he could hang out with the guys.

There was a knock on her door and she opened it to find Rhonda. "Let me dress here, if Fez see's me first, I may not make it to the club. I'm so excited; I've never been to see male exotic dancing before. Do they use feathers?"

Jackie laughed, "I don't know. Do these earrings look too big?" She held up a pair of silver hoops that sparkled against her dark hair. There was another knock at the door. "Brooke! Come in."

Brooke looked behind her. "God, Michael was so paranoid. He thought I was going to karaoke without him so I had to wear my library clothes. I need to change."

Brooke turned around to see Rhonda had the same idea. Jackie smiled – A girl's night out to a male dance show – who would have thought? She looked at the two women quickly changing into flashy dresses and heels. Her apartment suddenly smelled like a collage of three different perfumes and hairspray.

Jackie looked at her silvery dress in the mirror. She wore some strappy heels and held a matching silver clutch. The only thing that seemed out of place was her day planner. Well, this was work so….

Rhonda stepped next to the mirror and looked gorgeous in a slinky red dress. "I'm so excited!" she tittered. Brooke nudged Rhonda out of the way with a hip bump. "I think this purple number will shut Michael's mouth when I get home."

Jackie looked at her friends looking so fabulous. "God, we need to take a group picture. I know, I can get Eric to do it. He won't tell Fez and if we need a ride home, he's safe to call."

Brooke smiled, "Do it!"

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Eric was folding his laundry when the telephone rang. Please don't be Fez; I don't want to hang out again. He picked up the phone, "Hello?

"It's me. Do you have a camera?"

He smiled. "Yes, I am my mother's son. Do you want to borrow it?"

"No, silly boy – I want you to come over and take a picture of three smoking ladies! Don't tell Fez!"

"Give me a minute." What was this all about?

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Jackie smiled when Eric knocked on the door. She peeked out to make sure he was alone, "Close your eyes before you come in."

Eric was definitely intrigued. He heard rustling and giggling and then Jackie told him he could open his eyes. A long low whistle escaped his lips. "You all look…hot. I think I'm melting." He teased.

Jackie was tapping her foot. "C'mon Romeo, take our picture, we have some research to do." Eric loved how each girl was specifically beautiful but altogether, they were a three-punch to the gut. He held up the camera and adjusted the flash cube.

"Say cheese." The girls posed and he quickly took the photo. They giggled and whispered until Jackie came over, "Okay, you're not supposed to know what we're doing, but get out of here and forget what you saw."

Rhonda stepped over and dropped a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you Eric." Brooke wasn't to be outdone and smacked one on his lips. He was grinning because Jackie was last. "You actually think I'm going to kiss you after you make out with my girlfriends…dream on buddy." She made to walk away and his face fell.

She picked up her clutch and caught him with an unexpected kiss on his lips that left him moaning her name. "Devil" he groaned. She patted his cheek. "You love it. Now don't tell Fez what you saw!"

Eric watched as his friends dressed in all those sexy dresses descended the stairs for a waiting cab. What were they up to and why couldn't he tell anyone? This was a little mystery…..

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Eric was woken out of his sleep by the sound of his doorknob jiggling and some cursing and a kick at the door. He threw on some sweatpants and looked out the curtain. Jackie was trying to unlock his door.

He opened the door slowly and she stumbled over this threshold. "H-hey, Eric, what are you do-doing in my house?" she slurred. He caught the silver bundle of drunkenness. "This is my apartment. You live down there."

She dropped her keys and bag. "oh."

He smiled and swiped the articles from the floor. "Hey Eric, you'll never guess where I've been."

He looked at her slightly glazed eyes, "A bar?"

She shook her head side to side. "Nope – you can't research a bar silly boy." She leaned back against his front door. "Man it's hot in here!"

She looked hot. The silver dress and the hoops in her ears were sparkling in the moonlight. "Jackie, do you want me to walk to you your door?"

She looked at him with dark eyes. "You look soooo much better than those dancers." Eric grinned, "You went dancing?"

"Nope" she shook her head. "it was an exotic dance club… with very yummy drinks!"

"So Jackie's feeling pretty good now eh?"

She nodded. "I think Brooke and Rhonda are really drunk…."

Eric grinned. "And you're not?" She shook her head no and stared at his mouth, "Nope…maybe just a little…you have nice lips." She reached up and touched his bottom lip with her finger. The touch was electric. Jackie put an arm around his neck and swayed just a little. Eric chuckled lightly before his mouth was swallowed up in a passionate kiss. She was pressing her body into his, begging to be cuddled and touched.

Eric pulled her out of the doorway and kicked the door shut with his foot as he returned her kiss. She was trying to get her hands under his tee-shirt and he pulled it off with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist. He slipped a hand behind her back and unzipped her dress so he could touch her skin.

She moaned into his mouth and moved her lips to his neck, kissing and sucking his warm flesh marking his skin with her tiny teeth, making him want her. How did she make him want her so much?

She reached back and unzipped the rest of her dress letting it slip over her shoulders to pool around her hips. Eric froze; he hadn't expected more than a little drunken make out session. God, she was beautiful and he couldn't stop staring. "Touch me here Eric." She took his hand and pressed it against her warm soft skin. He touched her and teased her while kissing her as she whimpered and pressed herself against him. She brushed the light feathering of hair on his chest and the heat of her breath was arousing. Her hands swept his stomach and he groaned inwardly.

She 's drunk – take her home – kiss her again – she wants you….he ran his hands over her narrow waist and up her ribs and over the soft skin of her arms that were wrapping around his neck as she bit his ear and branded him forever.

"Jackie…sweetie" he whispered against her neck. "You've been drinking, as much as I don't want to, let's get you home."

She rolled her head back and he nipped at her throat. "Get a good night's sleep baby."

"You don't want me?" she pouted. He kissed the little pout and smiled. "Oh yeah, I want you but I want Jackie when she can remember what's going on. Drunk Jackie is fun, but no regrets okay?"

Eric helped slide her dress back over her arms and closed his eyes against his own agony. The sound of the zipper was erotic all of its own accord. "But you still want me." She murmured against his mouth.

"More than you know Jackie….more than you'll ever know."

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Fez knocked on the door bright and early. Eric stumbled over the coffee table to see his tan friend smiling with bright eyes. "I have news that you're going to want to hear." Fez said pushing himself into the room.

He sniffed the air. "You had a girl in here." He said accusingly. Eric looked bewildered. "Do you see a girl?"

Fez looked around suspiciously and said, "Aha! You have a hickey!" Eric slapped his neck and rushed to the mirror. Jackie did indeed leave a mark. "I do!" he said almost excitedly. Last night was like a surreal dream and now he was branded like a steer. Cool.

"Why are you waking me up so early?"

"It's the women. They went somewhere without us." Fez put his fists on his hips. 'I called Rhonda and she's all hung over. Then I went in Jackie's apartment and she's throwing up in the bathroom so do you know what I did next?"

Eric grinned. "You called Kelso."

Fez seemed shocked that Eric knew that. "You knew and didn't tell Fez. Why?"

"They asked me to take a picture and Jackie came home drunk."

Fez was interested. He sat on the chair. "Tell Fez more."

"She was drunk – the girls were researching exotic dancers or something. She was plastered."

"Well, apparently someone got lucky last night!" Fez said annoyed. Eric laughed, "No I didn't get lucky, she forgot her apartment number and tried to unlock my door."

"Ooh, kinky." He drawled.

"Fez cut it out." Eric reprimanded. "Jackie's not like that." Fez frowned, "I know you are right, but it makes a better story about you got a hickey you sonofabitch!"

Eric laughed. "Damn, I haven't had a hickey since…." Since Donna kissed him goodbye before he left for Africa. "…let's just say it's been a long time. Let me enjoy it." Fez clicked his tongue, "Let's go get some breakfast. I'd ask Jackie but she'd probably throw it up."

"Okay man, let me brush my teeth and get dressed." Fez still sat in the chair. "Fez, I don't need you waiting here while I do it."

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The diner was good, but his mom's pancakes were better. Fez reminded Eric that next Saturday was Karaoke night, "That means that pancake Sunday will be better! We can hang out at Kelso's new house!"

"It's cool that Kelso lives close – it's almost like the gang back together plus Betsy. My mom will love that."

"When will Miss Kitty and Red get back from visiting the DC of Washington?"

Eric poured some pecan syrup on his plate. "I think the Monday after next. Dad isn't too fond of the museum and wants to finish seeing the Jefferson Memorial and other landmarks. You know since he's been traveling he's been much more laid back."

"You mean nicer than after his heart attack?"

"Fez, dude, you were the reason he had a heart attack by marrying my sister."

"Ahh Laurie. She had fun on the honeymoon I didn't get to go on! But it should be nice that Red is friendlier."

"Well, maybe not towards you man but yeah, it works out for me real good!"

"Oh Eric, I can't believe we're actually doing this! Eloping and nobody knows! "Donna was excited. "I know you haven't even unpacked but this is – this is so bad ass!" Eric put his hand on Donna's thigh. "Donna, I love you so much, this was all I could think about on the plane!"

"I broke it off with Randy when I heard you were coming home. He's a great guy, but he's not you. I think I've been waiting for you my whole life. We know everything about each other…you were my first…kiss…my first everything!"

"Me too - Donna. You were the only girl for me. I would have followed you everywhere. I'm sorry we missed all this time but you were the reason I came back. I love you."

"I love you Eric and we are going to be the happiest married couple in the world!"

What a short few months…..

"Fez, I think I'm gonna catch up with you later pal. Thanks for breakfast!" Eric was starting to get spooked – every lone encounter with Fez reminded him of something about Donna. Why was he thinking all these random thoughts about her?

Maybe it was time for a mother son talk!

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