Ever since Bridget ripped my f**king soul, leaving me with blackness, I tried everything to fill the void. My body became acclimated to the liquor, requiring more and more to make me forget the loneliness. The endless stream of women filling my bed helped while my c**k was buried deep but caused the emptiness to become more prevalent the moment they walked out the door.
I walked towards the bar slowly watching the beautiful view in front of me; Candy stood there leaning against the bar with her right foot up on the piping that ran underneath. The high heels she wore showed off the strength of her calf muscles and created an amazing outline of her legs. I watched as she laughed with the bartender and played with her hair while waiting for her order to be placed on her tray. I wanted to press my body firmly against her and whisper in her ear but touching of any kind is a no-no in a strip club.
“You wanna come over to my place, Candy, or want me to wait here?” I leaned against the bar watching her expression intently waiting for a response.
“I’m about to go on break, gimme ten, okay?” she asked me looking hopeful that the answer was good enough for me.
“Sure, babe, just come and get me.”
“Ten,” she said with a look of seriousness and want.
“Can I get another Jack and Coke?” I asked the female bartender. I didn’t see the sense in wasting a trip to the bar. Candy walked away, and I turned around staring at the scene before my eyes. The dimly lit room was filled with smoke. The stage was illuminated in a blue hue to draw your attention. Two girls were each working separate sides of the stage, and girls were moving around the room giving lap dances to the fools willing to pay the extra price to get a hard-on with no payoff.
I stayed at the bar and polished off my drink while I waited for Candy. I didn’t want the guys to make Candy feel awkward or slutty by having to come and get me. My c**k grew hard thinking about being inside her. We’d never have a relationship, but the flirting and innuendo for months has been driving me crazy.
I was tired this evening after working all day hustling for a sale, more mentally exhausted than physically. I wanted to crawl into the bottle of Jack and let it soak through my skin taking all thoughts and memories with it.
“Ready?” her voice startled me dragging me from of my thoughts. “Sorry, you okay?” she asked.
“Never better. I’m always ready for some Candy.” I smiled, “Where do you want to go?”
“Backstage to the employee area, come on.” She motioned for me to follow her, and she approached the security guard standing at the door to the employee area. He smiled at her and looked me up and down before stepping out of the way. The hallway was dimly lit with half naked women walking around and bitching about the amount of tips they were given for the night. A knockout red-head caught my eye in passing. She was dressed in a white lace with stiletto white high heels. She looked up as I walked by, and our eyes locked. She looked familiar, but I couldn’t place her. Candy looked back and noticed my attention averted away from her. “Kayden, are you coming?” No truer words have ever been spoken in the moment.
“Right behind you,” I said as I picked up the pace not wanting to be left in the dust.
“Let me grab something out of my locker. Give me one second, wait here.”
The red-head approached me with a look of curiosity. “Hey,” she said. “Don’t I know you?”
“I was just thinking the same thing.”
“I heard Candy call you Kayden. I think you know my boyfriend, Ron. I’ve heard him talking about a Kayden.” she asked.
Ron, he is one of my best friends. We spoke often, but he had disappeared recently and now I know why; he was keeping himself busy with the hot piece of ass in front of me. “Yeah, Ron and I are friends. I haven’t spoken to him in a couple of weeks. Tell him to give me a call when he has a chance. What’s your name?”
“My name is Danielle. I’ll tell him when I see him tonight. Nice meeting you, Kayden.” She said as Candy emerged from the locker room, and Danielle walked away quickly.
“What was that all about?” Candy asked looking a bit jealous.
“We have a mutual friend, nothing else.” Candy grabbed my hand and opened a black door that could almost be missed if strolling through the hallway for the first time. I followed her into a bathroom, not exactly the location I thought we’d be going to this evening, but I was game for anything.
Candy pulled out a tiny vile from her pocket and twisted off the cap. I didn’t have to ask what it was as she placed a small amount on a metal stick and sniffed it. Her eyes rolled back slightly and a look of calm and euphoria became visible across her face. “Want some?” she asked.
Nothing was more alluring at the moment than a bump of coke and Candy’s pu**y. “Sure, thanks,” I said as she passed me the container and stick. I didn’t think twice or bat an eyelash; I scooped some out and inhaled it quickly.
I felt like my head was spinning as I let the cocaine fully penetrate my brain. I closed my eyes and let the coke and Jack mixture course through my system. The mixture was exhilarating and made my heart pound feverishly in my chest. I felt hands against my neck and moving through the collar of my shirt, grabbing my shoulders.
All sensation in my body was amplified. It felt like more than one set of hands caressed my skin. I licked my lips and began to open my eyes as she placed her lips against mine. “I want you here and now, Kayden.”
“In the bathroom?” I asked. I mean I’d f**k her anywhere, but I wanted to be sure she felt the same. I didn’t receive a verbal response, but that of her lips against mine, feverishly moving and trying to gain access to my tongue.