Another Day, Another Story

So I woke up yesterday and noticed that the Security Guard had accepted my Facebook friend request. I almost didn't expect it to happen after what happened at my favorite club, Outward, a while back.

I happen to be good friends with one of the bouncers at the club, Claude. He and I have often flirted with the idea of getting it on, but there always seemed like one obstacle or another. Our most recent obstacles were one, him getting a girlfriend and two, finding out that his girlfriend is best friends with my nemesis from some years back. I knew an icky situation in the making when I saw it, so I abandoned the thought of us having a rousing night together.

Anyway, the other night, I ran by Outward and stopped and talked with the Security Guard. I thought he was a hottie when we met, but he told me he was married so I abandoned the idea. A few weeks back he "casually" admitted that his marriage was on the rocks, and although we've flirted since then, we've maintained a respectful distance. I even initially decided against adding him as a Facebook friend because I didn't want any doors to an inappropriate relationship. I've been there before with a married man and I'm in no rush to do it again. Still that night at the club, I enjoyed our conversation. I went in briefly to dance and say hello to Claude. He stood over in the corner and we flirted and before I knew it, we were discreetly feeling one another up in the club. I asked if there was a back room to continue things and he said no.

After a while, I cooled down and went back outside to talk to the Security Guard. I can't lie. I really like him and although he's married now and I refuse to take things anywhere with him until he's single (and truthfully I don't think he'd do anything until he was single anyway) I could see there being a chance for us to be friends (and I mean that in the literal sense of the word "friends" not freaky sex partners, although truthfully, that wouldn't be too horrible...). He actually said to me that I have a high libido and I didn't know how to take it. I guess I like sex and I guess it could be said that I talk about it more than the average woman, but still to hear him say that was a tad strange to me. I ended up spending all night talking to SG and before I knew it, the club was closing.

A friend of mine came outside and asked for a ride up the street. I took him there, but I found myself going back to Outward. Truthfully I wanted to see and finish talking to SG, but I didn't want to look desperate, so I said that I was going in to talk to Claude instead. Long story short, he slowly pulled me to the back room. I asked if he had a condom and he said no, so we did other things instead. We got there and he kissed me long and hard before he undid my jeans and put his face down there. I layed down on a bench while he serviced me. Not too hard, not too soft. Nothing too magical, but it definitely hit the spot. I returned the favor. The whole time I did it he kept saying "it's been so long since anyone has sucked my dick." I asked him if his girlfriend did it and he said that she doesn't do that. I guess it's true what they say, "what you won't do for your man..."

Since it was so late and only a few people remained in the club cleaning up, he escorted me out the back door so we could avoid the glances. Unfortunately my car was now parked in the front of the club. I surely didn't expect what had just happened so when I parked it the second time around, I saw no reason not to park in front. But of course there stood SG talking to some other guys. I heard SG lean in to one of the other guys and say something along the lines of "you know what they just did." Fuck. It wasn't that I didn't want anyone to know, I mean seriously, this is a night club, not a church. I'm also a grown woman who has known Claude for some years so if I get freaky with him on occasion, whose business is it really?

But still, I hated for SG to think that about me. I wanted to leave open the window of moderately weird girl he knew from the club and flirted with at times to be datable. Now he'd seen me coming from the back of the club with another dude. I wanted to say that "it" wasn't the case, but I knew that if I'd made a production of it I'd just look guilty so I played dumb and stayed silent. I ended up standing around with the guys for a while and Claude stood across from me as if nothing was wrong. I followed his que.

I looked at SG's Facebook page and the first post was about how much his family means to him. I'm actually happy for him and despite that little tingle I have for him, I really hope his marriage works out. The next morning I told a few of my girls about my night and they agreed that my best bet would be to play it cool and if it ever pops up in conversation with SG, I'll just tell him that Claude and I only kissed and talked. It's not like I owe him an explanation though, he is married for God's sake.

In other news, I texted James (the dude from my birthday) and asked what he was going to do last night. I wasn't trying to link up with him, it was just a general question. After he stood me up before I told myself that we would not link up unless he was the one to suggest it. Anway, he responded with we couldn't that night and that he promised me we'd see eachother by the weekend, blah blah blah. I told him to cool his jets and that I wasn't suggesting we go out, it was just a general question. I don't even want him to think he's got me waiting like that. Because he doesn't.

And despite me unfriending TJ on Facebook (my homie in Philly) a while back, I sent him another friend request and he's since accepted. I'm not really planning to talk to him much until closer to my trip. And lord knows that when I talk to him, I plan to tell him what I want to do him... Ciao.

Keisha.