one two

One two.

I smiled to you across the bar, swaying lightly on the bar stool I sat on.

You looked away, back at your drink and back at your friend.

I smiled to myself and asked for another drink.

Your friend was cute.

But I'm cuter.

I leaned my elbows on the bar and watched you. Thinking to myself about all the dirty things you probably like to do.

Mm.

Yummy.

I crossed my ankles and waited for you to turn back to me.

You looked over.

And I saw the nasty little twinkle in your eyes.

Oh my.

Now come on darling, how long will it take you to come over to me?

Not too long I hope.

I might have to go in search of someone else.

I looked at you through my lashes and I smiled with false coyness.

Oh.

I can just imagine what you'll do to me.

When we end up in a slutty hotel room.

Or your cramped dirty car.

I saw you put down your drink and touch the elbow of the girl you were with. You told her something close to her ear, your eyes on me.

I snickered.

Won't she be disappointed in you when she realizes you'd much rather fuck me than her?

Silly little girls.

With their heads in the clouds, begging for someone with money and a fancy car to touch them in dirty ways and pretend they have sense and confidence.

I saw you walk over to me, you sat down near me, a bar stool in between.

I smiled.

You smiled back.

I tuned you out as you begin to ask the stupid questions.

The how are yous.

The do you come here oftens.

The want to go someplace elses.

I wonder if this would be more fun if I was getting paid?

I followed you out, already picking out my next person.

Oh.

He was cute.

I followed you down the sidewalk.

You told me you didn't have a car.

Well, that crosses that one out of my list.

You twisted your hands in your pockets nervously.

You told me you didn't have that much money.

Screw hotel room then.

I offered the alley up ahead.

You looked at me from the corner of your eyes.

I shrugged.

You said fine.

Now here we are.

Your pants down around your ankles.

Welcome to the rhythm of casual sex.

The End

The Rhythm of Casual Sex
by: your one and only slut V