Jonathan leaned back taking his third Jack and Coke for the night with him. His attention was being taken by a table of woman. They were celebrating, the more drinks that arrived the louder they got.
"I would like to thank everyone," a woman with shoulder length black hair stood. Her smile lit her face up. There was something genuine in her smile. It brought a smile to his face. She grabbed the chair behind her to hold her up.
"Happy birthday," a cheer followed and an array of glasses danced through the air. Jonathan chuckled, the waitress who had been taking care of him stop in front of him.
"Get that table a round on me," Jonathan led his glass to his lips. The waitress glanced over her shoulder.
"Do I tell them it is from you," she asked.
"Sure," Jonathan pulled his foot to his knee, "tell the birthday girl I said happy birthday."
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Kathy knew she needed to stop drinking. She had made sure to schedule herself off tomorrow. Her friends had been planning her birthday for months. She couldn't believe she was turning forty. She didn't feel forty however that was supposed to feel. She realized she wondered if she looked it. While her mind compilated all this another drink appeared. The very sight of it made Kathy's stomach flip. "From the table in the corner," the waitress answered without Kathy asking. Kathy looked around the waitress, her eyes fixed on the tall man steched out in his chair. He seemed to be staring at her. His bright blue eyes narrowed as he realized she was looking at him. "He said happy birthday." Kathy blinked, her vision was blurring. He was tall and lean. She didn't realize the smIle on her face as she looked him over. Jonathan laughed noticing. Kathy noticed how baby faced he was, he light red hair made his bright blue eyes stand out.
"I told you, we are paying for anything," Linda slapped Kathy arm. Kathy shook her head turning to her friend.
"He sent them," they both turned. Jonathan raised his glass to both ladies.
"Holy fuck," Linda said, "where did he come from."
"Don't know," Kathy laughed at her friends reaction.
"He is totally checking you out," Linda said mouth open.
"No," Kathy waved her off, "he probably just heard us."
"Honey he is eye fucking you," Linda turned to her friend.
"Linda," Kathy all but shouted, "what is it with you and the F bomb." Linda shrugged taking a drink.
"Go say thank you." Linda smiled.
"We are leaving," Kathy shook her head.
"No we are not, now go don't be rude. That fine ass man brought you a drink," Linda tugged on her fiends shirt..
"He brought us drinks," Kathy corrected her.
"Go," Linda pointed. Kathy rolled her eyes. She stood fixing her shirt. She felt it was too tight, but Linda said no. Kathy didn't want to feel like she was trying to hard. She walked toward Jonathan's table, he never took his eyes off her.
"Thank you," Kathy blurred out.
"Happy birthday," Jonathan smiled. Kathy wanted to just turn and leave. "Having a good night?"
"Yeah, my friends planned this," Kathy pointed over her shoulder toward the table she came from.
"Nice of them," he was so calm. Kathy wonder why he did what he did.
"So anyways thanks," she felt uncomfortable. His stare was intense.
"I was checking you out," his words made Kathy freeze. Damn Linda's big mouth.
"You heard that," Kathy could feel herself blushing
"You have a great smile," Jonathan leaned forward.
"Thanks," Kathy emptied her glass. It made Jonathan laugh."I don't want to keep you"
"If you leave I am alone," he leaned back.
"Well," Kathy stepped closer to the empty chair across from him.
"I don't want to keep you from your party," Jonathan watched her sit down.
"They will manage," Kathy looked out at her friends most had taken to the dance floor.
"Can I get you another drink?"
"No," Kathy held her hand up, "actually a water would be a good idea."
…
"So what made you want to roll around with other grown man," Kathy asked.
"Beat working in a factory," Jonathan laughed.
"I use to watch with my dad," Kathy played with the staw in her drink. "But that was the four horsemen, Dusty Rhodes, Rock n Roll Express." Kathy looked at her cell phone, "well thank you again. Been a pleasure talking to you."
"All mine," Jonathan nodded.
"Ok, so yeah," Kathy stood, Jonathan rose with her. Kathy waved at Linda. "Have a good night." She made her way down to her friends.
" So," Linda raised her eyebrows.
"So, he is a nice guy. He is a wrestler, I thought he looked familiar. My nephew would die if he knew I just talked to him."
"That is it," Linda dropped her shoulders.
"What," Kathy laughed at her friends disappointment.
"No number," Linda held her hands up.
"Let's go," Kathy shook her head, "I will call an Uber."
"Ok, let me just tell everyone," Linda disappeared before Kathy could say anything.
Kathy typed in her phone, she felt someone walk behind her. She turned seeing Jonathan, he was tall. He towered over her, before she could asked, or say anything he pulled her close. She felt the air leave her lungs and his lips on her's. She stood eyes wide opened, when she tried to speak it gave him room to slide his tongue in. His arms wrapped around her waist pulling her flash with him. Kathy hands raised his shoulders, she went limp and sunk into him. He broke away looking down at her, "birthday kiss." Kathy was glad he was still holding her, her knees felt weak. She hadn't been kissed in a while and never like that. "I can give you a ride home," Kathy only looked at him, her head turned to search for her friends.
"I need to let them know," Jonathan answered with a head nod. "I will just text them." Kathy found her phone.
"Got a ride thank you for everything. Call you tomorrow." She hit send.
"Ok," she grabbed her bag. Jonathan lead her to the exit.
…
It was quite in the car. Kathy's phone went off.
"Yeah you will call me!" She chuckled placing her phone in her bag. "Next right," she pointed.
"Theses are nice," Jonathan commented.
"Yeah, thanks," Kathy cleared her throat, "right here." Jonathan pulled into a parking space. Kathy was beginning to wish she had a few more drinks. "If you want to." Jonathan opened his door stepping out. Kathy went for her's, realizing Jonathan was already there opening for her. They walked in her building Kathy kept her head down as the doorman nodded. "I am on the sixth floor," Kathy hit the elevator button. She found her keys as they walked the hall to her apartment. A thousand thoughts went through her head. Once inside she sat her bag down. "You want a beer, I have some wine," she called as Jonathan walked into the living room.
"Beer," he called back. Kathy grabbed two following him. "How long you lived here?" Most people were not native to Vagas.
"Two years ago," they settled in the coach, she handed him the beer. He nodded his head still looking around. Kathy shift trying to find a comfortable position to sit in. Jonathan took a long drink from his beer. "Thank you for the ride." Kathy said, Jonathan moved closer. She didn't know what to do. She didn't bring guys she met at bars home. His hand reached around holding her neck, he pulled her to him. She closed her eyes this time. Everything started moving fast. He laid her back, sitting up pulling his shirt off. Kathy's mouth went dry taking him in. Her tongue moves over her lips wetting them. Jonathan reach down pulling her up, his hands in her hair yanking her head back. The feel of his lips trailing kisses on her neck made her moan. With his free hand he started moving her shirt up. She helped him with it, his eyes fall on her breast. His hand wrap around her waist arching her back. His tongue made hot wet trail over the lace of her bra. Kathy's hand grabed him by the hair. "Off," he orders bringing his head up. Kathy quickly undid her bra tossing it. Jonathan laid her back moving over her again, his mouth moving over both her breast, drawing moans from her. His hands move down over her stomach and to the top of her jeans, Jonathan popped the button. His body moved down her body. Kathy couldn't think, every inch of her was on fire. Her hands rest on his shoulder, he moved her zipper down. Raising back on his knees he worked her jeans off. He stood removing his, "he is like something out of a magazine," Kathy shook her head. He moved back between her legs resting his weight on his elbows. He kissed her slowly, feeling her relax under him, her leg moved wrapping around his leg. Her eyes popped open when she felt his hand move between them. His fingers slowly working her underwear down. She almost jumps when his finger ran over her. He locked eyes with her, "you want to stop?"
"No," Kathy couldn't believe how desperate she sounded. She felt his finger slide in, her hips rocked into his hand. Her eyes fluttered shut as his mouth was on her neck again. She bit her lip trying to keep herself quite. Jonathan grinned sliding another finger in causing her to groan out loud. He moved fingers in and out letting her set the pace. Her body twisting, and moans fill the room. Kathy's finger crawl at the coach cursion as Jonathan's mouth was back on her chest. She could hear herself bagging something she never did. "Please," Jonathan looked up at her, "I need," before she can finish. Jonathan grabbed his jeans, Kathy watched him fumble finally pulling out a condom. He removed his boxers, Kathy grabbed the condom tearing it open, and sliding it over him. The action send shivers through him. He moved back down, she pulled him down kissing him. A gasp came out of her with the first thrust. He didn't move looking in her eyes, searching he wanted to make she was ok. Their bodies start moving, their eyes never leaving each other. A warmth grows in Kathy stomach, her hands on his hips urging him to move faster. "Harder," he heard her plea in his ear. Taking her hand from his hip and pulling it above her head, he obeyed. Her eyes slam shut, he held her hips with his free hand pinning her down, drilling into her. "Oh god," come from her and he can feel her coming undone. Closing his eyes moving faster. Feeling her body come down from her release. He chase his own, "fuck, you feel so good," spilled from him, as his head fall forward, an almost growl came from him. He movements slowed and finally stopped. They laid still catching their breath. Jonathan sat up, he made his way to the kitchen disposing of the condom. Kathy wasn't sure what to do next, do they talk? Do they cuddle, get each other's numbers? She grabbed the blanket from the back of her coach. Jonathan came back and moved behind her, "had to get rid of that." He pulled the blanket over them both.
"Well, OK," Kathy laid there unable to sleep. Trying to process what just happened, and think about what morning would bring.
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Kathy groaned her head already hurt and she hadn't even opened her eyes. She sat up hearing the shower, she wrapped the blanket around her. Picking up her clothing on the way to the bathroom. She closed her bedroom door, she stood in the shower. She washed away the smell of cigarettes, alcohol and sex. She dried off and through on a pair of sweats and t shirt. Taking a look in the mirror, Kathy groaned. The shower had done little for her pounding head and sour stomach. She hoped Jonathan had seen his way out.
Kathy walked out finding Jonathan standing in the living room. He was looking over the pictures that sat on her end table. "Morning," Kathy said.
"Hi," Jonathan smiled, "how are you feeling."
"Like death," Kathy answered.
"Don't feel like breakfast," Jonathan grinned,
"No," Kathy held her hand up, "I need coffee." She walked into her kitchen. "Would you like a cup?"
"Sure," Jonathan studied the pictures, "I took a shower, hope you don't mind."
"No," Kathy called out, "hoe do you take yours?"
"Black," Jonathan called. Kathy walked to him handing him a cup. "Your sister," he pointed to the pictures.
"Daughter," Kathy took a sip of her coffee. Jonathan tried not to look shocked. "She is in her junior year of college."
"Oh," Jonathan looked at the picture again.
"I had her young," Kathy chuckled at the look in his face. "I was eighteen, she is twenty two. And that makes me fotry."
"Where does she go to college?"
"Back in Jersey," Kathy answered, "she is studying special education." It fall quiet for a minute.
"You from Jersey," Jonathan looked over at her.
"Born and raised," Kathy smiled. "I came here for work. Well I am sure after all this information."
"You ever been hiking," his question took her back.
"Not around here."
"Want to go," Jonathan took another drink of his coffee.
"Sure," Kathy laughed.
"Good I will pick you up tomorrow about ten," Jonathan finished his coffee.
"Ok," Kathy smiled, "I will be ready." She walked him to the door. Jonathan kissed her on the cheek.
"Hope you had a happy birthday. See you tomorrow."