Jordan and the Night of Tequlia Shots
Posted: 08 Nov 2014 20:49
d'2009 was reminding me that I never posted my other Jordan posts, so I thought as long as I'm doing some repeat offenders I'd put up our second time together. The night you hear here occurs about a week after we first got together, and about a week before we did it on her parents dining room table (previously posted).
Jordan had called on a Wednesday afternoon and asked if I wanted to take her out for a drink after work. I did, and so we arranged to meet at the place we first met. I arrived first and ordered her what I assumed was her drink of choice from the previous evening, a rum and coke. When she arrived, she kissed me on the cheek and downed her drink before she had even sat down or said a word. Then she ordered some tequila shots. Later she ordered more, and then more after that.
She had just graduated from college this past summer and it took her a while to land a job, and when she finally did it was only contract work. Apparently an hour before she called me she was called in by her boss and told her contract was being cut at the end of the month, and then he told her he thought she was really attractive and asked her out. She was really pissed about both of these things, and spent the next 60 minutes venting at high speed. She kept getting shots for both of us, and I stopped drinking mine after a while but she didn't. Then at some point when she was just starting to look like the tequila was catching up, she stopped venting, looked at me, and said, "I want to fuck." It was a pretty quick transition, so I suggested we should maybe wait til the next time. She leaned in and said, "Don't you want to eat my pussy? Don't you want me to suck your dick in my mouth while you watch?" This wasn't at all like the Jordan I had hooked up with before, who didn't cuss at all that entire first night. But after she said it, I really did want those things.
So I said she could come over to my place, but only if she spent the night (because I didn't want her driving). She didn't say anything. She just downed one last shot, stood up and grabbed my hand, and pulled me up and dragged me to my car. I'd been paying as we went but I hadn't yet tipped the bartender, so as she was pulling me up I used my one free hand to pull the first bill out of my wallet and toss it on the bar. I'm still not sure if I gave him a great tip or a lousy one.
Then we got back to my house and she had angry sex with me, which was especially awesome because I wasn't the guy she was angry with. After I came the first time, she softened up a little bit and was more tender as we continued foreplay. Or at least till near the end, when she went back into angry-fuck-bunny mode.
She stayed the night, and took me out for coffee in the morning on the way to work. It was the first time I have had a woman sleep over who went to work the next day wearing the exact same thing she had worn the day before. I couldn't tell if she just didn't care, or if she was trying to communicate that she'd spent the night with some guy as a "FU" to her boss.
Enjoy.
Jordan had called on a Wednesday afternoon and asked if I wanted to take her out for a drink after work. I did, and so we arranged to meet at the place we first met. I arrived first and ordered her what I assumed was her drink of choice from the previous evening, a rum and coke. When she arrived, she kissed me on the cheek and downed her drink before she had even sat down or said a word. Then she ordered some tequila shots. Later she ordered more, and then more after that.
She had just graduated from college this past summer and it took her a while to land a job, and when she finally did it was only contract work. Apparently an hour before she called me she was called in by her boss and told her contract was being cut at the end of the month, and then he told her he thought she was really attractive and asked her out. She was really pissed about both of these things, and spent the next 60 minutes venting at high speed. She kept getting shots for both of us, and I stopped drinking mine after a while but she didn't. Then at some point when she was just starting to look like the tequila was catching up, she stopped venting, looked at me, and said, "I want to fuck." It was a pretty quick transition, so I suggested we should maybe wait til the next time. She leaned in and said, "Don't you want to eat my pussy? Don't you want me to suck your dick in my mouth while you watch?" This wasn't at all like the Jordan I had hooked up with before, who didn't cuss at all that entire first night. But after she said it, I really did want those things.
So I said she could come over to my place, but only if she spent the night (because I didn't want her driving). She didn't say anything. She just downed one last shot, stood up and grabbed my hand, and pulled me up and dragged me to my car. I'd been paying as we went but I hadn't yet tipped the bartender, so as she was pulling me up I used my one free hand to pull the first bill out of my wallet and toss it on the bar. I'm still not sure if I gave him a great tip or a lousy one.
Then we got back to my house and she had angry sex with me, which was especially awesome because I wasn't the guy she was angry with. After I came the first time, she softened up a little bit and was more tender as we continued foreplay. Or at least till near the end, when she went back into angry-fuck-bunny mode.
She stayed the night, and took me out for coffee in the morning on the way to work. It was the first time I have had a woman sleep over who went to work the next day wearing the exact same thing she had worn the day before. I couldn't tell if she just didn't care, or if she was trying to communicate that she'd spent the night with some guy as a "FU" to her boss.
Enjoy.