Samantha had spent the entire day at the salon getting her hair done. She was getting ready for a wild Friday night out and want to look perfect for it.
Now that she was at the club, she had been dancing for hours and had finally taken a seat for a few minutes to rest. That’s when she saw him. She didn’t know why but something about him drew her out of her seat and directly towards him.
He wasn’t anything special, just an average guy hitting on just about anything that moved. She approached him after he had been shot down yet again and smiled.
“Ah, that’s sweat, I like you too.”
She leaned in and whispered in his ear, “So now that we’ve totally got the small talk out of the way, let’s go back to your place and fuck.”