Well sometimes you just have to go out and burn off some steam and not give a crap if you are too fat for your skinny jeans. Thankfully I have lots of girlfriends that I can recruit for such missions. Sometimes the stars do align perfectly to fix what ails you, but you never know it until afterwards. So I get a break and decide to go see a movie with a girlfriend in Arlington. Eat, Pray Love is great and I do love Julia Roberts. I also have a GF in town from Atlanta I havent seen in a while. She is here for her HS reunion, and we manage to pack in a good gab session in our preparty preparations for the evening. We plan to have brunch the next morning to debrief. I go home, dont have time for a shower, but do use my 4 1/2 year old sons styling spray to "jushge" my hair into a sexy tousled look that conveinently disguises the fact that I have dirty hair. I put on my skinny jeans, a shirt that I have named the Uuber Booby shirt because its black and clingy and lays perfectly on my enormous perky breasts. I add a multi strand gold necklace that enhances the cleavage and makes the outfit totally smokin hot. Of course I have on stillettos, and they have seen enough that I revere them because they are so sexy and comfortable. Then I leave the house wearing the attitude of "I am a powerful woman and I dont care what you think, I am going to have fun tonight".
I drive my P.O.S. minivan and pick up three GFs and we head to Georgetown. First we hit The Park on 14th street because we know the birthday girl Kelly Ann Collins and they are having free food and drink from 8-9:30. I valet my P.O.S and inquire when they close, because I'm kind of tired and may head home by midnight. He tells me I can be as late as I want, the company is 24 hours. (*note for future nonsense). We say hello to peeps, then decide to find another location. We begin texting boys. The first winner, is a Pakistani gentlemen I met several months ago when I was out at Bourbon/Four Seasons. He is at Sei with some friends. I tell the girls this is a sexy joint and we should go, it takes no convincing them and we set off. Then another text comes in and he tells us to meet at Bourbon. So we redirect the cab and vow to make my friend pay. We get to Bourbon and I introduce my three cute friends, and he instantly turns into a turd. He doesnt introduce us to his friends and doenst invite us to sit with him. We play it off and get our own seats. As we are looking at the menu we decide this is bogus, and we are not drunk enough for this crap, and we are not paying for our own drinks here. So we are off again in a cab to Rhino bar for shots. We stay there for a bit and flirt with some ugly boys. Then the winning text comes in. We head to Dupont Bar Hotel to meet the very nice Mr. A. We arrive and he immediately orders two bottles of champagne and some appetizers for us. Its a very good start. We sit on the outside patio until they kick us off at 1 am. We are affronted to be removed from our comfy setting, but I quickly recover when I spot quite a few very cute young men inside. I continue drinking champagne and get closer and closer to a guy with dark hair and a stellar smile. He looks like Superman. Hes adorable. Hes flirting with me and as the evening progresses, our bodies get closer together, we are doing the lean in, I am covertly smelling his cologne, he is accidentaly brushing up against my chest. Its hott. He invites me to come home with him in that oh so charming way that has me all worked up. I only pause for a moment to think about my car, but he assures me he will take me in the morning to get it. I say good night to my friends and get in the cab with him. We make out in the cab on the ride to his place, fortunately his cousin/roomate is in the front seat giving the cab driver directions. The second we get to his house, clothes start flying. His skin is soft and smooth in the right places, his muscles hard and defined. He is kissing me all over the place and we have sex all night. I wake up without realizing that I have slept at all. Its early in the morning and there is no reason for me to be awake. I look over at him and fervently wish I could take a picture of him with my phone, and its all I can do to resist. Then something I dont have to resist happens....we have sex again. Followed by a short nap. I am rudely prevented from actual sleep at this point because my underpit is totally ripe and I have to shower. So he directs me to the towel and I think about inviting him to shower with me, but decide a bit of privacy to freshen up is a good idea. I quickly rinse off and use some toothpaste to get rid of the carpet that is growing in my mouth. I get my clothes on because I am anxious about getting my car at this point....its a mystery, where did I leave it, will they be open, what if they arent, what the hell do I do if I cant get it til Monday....? I see that he is in bed, but he makes no move to get dressed. Then I begin to see the machinations of his beautiful little mind. Cute freakin boy with no chest hair. I see he is thinking "she has her clothes on, but I want to have sex again...hmmmm....whats a boy to do?" Fortunately this falls nicely into my strategy. Dont be shocked. My strategy is simple....I am going to fuck the shit out of him over and over and over. Perhaps he will call me. So I remove my clothes and follow my strategy. It works out perfectly.
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