Emily’s first post-Bobby night out

Emily sat in front of her dressing-table and stared in to the mirror. I look good. she decided. She moved closer to the mirror to inspect her eyebrows. Satisfied with what she saw in the mirror, she began applying makeup to her face. A knock on the door, followed by the buzzing sound of the door bell, announced Elizabeth’s arrival. Liz for some reason or the other always knocked first and then rang the bell. Emily could never understand why she did that.

“Are you ready?” said Liz walking in to the room
“In a bit.”
“You look wonderful darling. That top suits you marvelously.”
“Thanks love. Be out in a minute.”

The two girls would meet the rest of the gang at the pub a little later on. This left the two best friends to engage in a little gossip before heading out. The pub proved to be a little darker than normal. Emily was not thinking of Bobby and she looked around the bar in search of any worthy men. The ladies sat themselves down at one of the tables; one which gave them a panoramic view of the pub. Emily was the first to notice the two young men sitting at the bar and sipping their beers, while they engaged in animated conversation.

The gang of girls ordered a bottle of wine with some finger food and indulged in the usual gossip of who was fucking whom. Emily devoted some of her attention to making eye contact with one of the guys who sat at the bar. The man did seem rather interested and kept looking her direction from time to time. Emily felt her heart beat faster as she added more and more wine to her body and anticipated something with the man at the bar. Soon the wine was too much for her bladder to handle and she had to make a trip to the ladies room. Fate had it that she had to make the trip past the two guys sitting at the bar.

The man locked eyes with her as she walked past. In the ladies room she sat on the toilet and emptied her bladder. Having had a little too much wine and thoughts of the man she was eying, she extended her left hand rubbed her index finger against her clitoris. She could feel the wetness growing. She rubbed her finger in a circular motion and closed her eyes. Mmm! She let out a moan. Oh! How I wish it was you…

On her way back, makeup newly done, brushed past the man and he intern grabbed her arm. The words that came out of his mouth would change the course of events that followed.