Sensual Seduction

(Continuation of Previous Story, "Rape Kit")

I couldn't wait to see Caramel naked. The club was a mere five minutes away from my apartment, so I didn't have to worry about a long car ride disturbing the sexual tension between us. We jumped into Caramel's sleek four door, black Mazda sedan as a quartet (my boy and her bff were in the back seat) and sped towards my spot. I was geared up for an unforgetable night.

Just as we approached my street, Caramel's friend decided she wanted to get some Wendy's. I was annoyed. I didn't want to seem too thirsty so I played it cool. When we got to Wendy's, there was a long row of cars crawling through the drive thru. While my friend was copping feels in the back seat, I was stuck in the front with Caramel who decided that she wanted to blast her music and sing for everybody in the lot to hear her. Mindful of the possibilities that lied ahead, I started singing along too--even louder. She thought it was hilarious.

Fifteen minutes later (maybe longer), we finally got her friend's value meal. I did my part to keep the mood light the entire time. As Caramel drove, I continued to sing as she laughed at my antics. Finally, we arrived at my pad. It was game time.

We all sat in my living room as Caramel's BFF inhaled her much needed late night snack. I hit play on my "Joe" cd that was conveniently waiting in my cd player. Shortly thereafter, BFF disappeared into a bedroom with my boy leaving Caramel and I alone. She stood up and started dancing. I got up too. Every time I tried to get close, she backed off and did her own little routine. Finally, I pulled her in close to me so we could get that energy back that was raging in the club.

Eventually, I tried to kiss Caramel but she gave me her cheek. I laughed nervously. She then returned the favor and nibbled on my ear for a bit. I tried again to kiss her only to have her back off completely. All the while she was doing a little seductive dance and giving me the eye. At that point, I cut to the chase.

Me: We should just go in my room.
Caramel: I wanna keep dancing. Don't you wanna dance with me?
Me: Yeh, but we could dance in there. (pointing to my room)
Caramel: I'm more comfortable out here, and plus I'm a little drunk.
Me: (RED FLAG!!) So, what are you trying to say?
Caramel: (giggle) Just that I'm a little drunk. You wouldn't try to take advantage of me, would you??

..To be continued