Connor POV
"Where are you going to?" Janice asked as she followed me downstairs.
"Just stepping out a bit. I'll be back late, so don't wait up for me," I replied to her after I checked my wristwatch, and she scoffed.
"Are you kidding me? It's past 7pm, where the hell are you going at this time of the night?" She shrieked like a possessive wife, and I felt like I was going to lose my mind if she would continue like this.
"I'll see you," I said to her and headed toward the door, leaving the house even as she kept yelling after me.
I drove off and headed straight to the clubhouse. It has been a while since I last went clubbing, and it wouldn't hurt to try it out today, yeah?
I soon got to the clubhouse and parked at the garage, and the smell of alcohol and the horrible smell of cigarettes welcomed me as soon as I walked inside the thick dark crowded club with dim light. I could barely see anyone, and the ear-piercing buzzing music was soothing and at the same time disturbing. I walked toward the counter and knocked on it, getting Maxwell's attention.
"Yo! Look who we have here. It has been ages, man," Max yelled for me to hear him. Although we were never too close, Max was the only friend I had here back when I used to visit Texas often, and we often hung out together a few times then. He owns the clubhouse. It's one of the many clubs he owns.
"Yeah, it has been long. A glass of red wine, please," I said to him, and he chuckled.
"You're gonna get yourself high tonight, yeah? Do you need a touch of aphrodisiac in it? You know, we've got bitches to keep you busy through the night," He winked at me, and I scoffed. Well, that's not bad, yeah?
"Sure, I'll love that," I replied to him.
"I got you," He left to go serve my drink, and I turned to look at the crowd vibing to the music. Some people were dancing alone, some were in pairs, and some were already drunk. Seeing the way ladies here were dressed irresponsibly made me shake my head. I bet no woman would come here in a bid to find a husband for herself. Well, I don't know for other men, but if I was ever going to get married, I won't want to get committed with any of the bitches here. That can never be me. They are always good to warm my bed.
"Here, man," Max called my attention, and I turned to him.
"Thank you," I smiled and took the wine glass from him. I took a sip.
"Have you got your eyes on any of the bitches around or how about I get you someone to keep you warm? Bills on me tonight. You know, anything for my man," Max said, and I shrugged.
"That's not bad," I replied to him, and he clicked his tongue, pointing two fingers at me.
"I trust you, man," He uttered and went to attend to another customer that just walked up to the counter.
I was drinking when I felt a hand rubbing me gently from behind, so I turned to find a slim tall young lady smiling at me like she'd just won a lottery.
"Hey, handsome," she winked at me and bit her bottom lip, and I scoffed. Is that her way of seducing me? Wow! Nice try, but that didn't work.
"Hi, beautiful. You look sexy, I must confess. Do you need help with anything?" Yeah, I'm a flirt, and I know it. I flirt with women at the slightest given opportunity, and guess what? They never failed to fall for it, so I always got the upper hand.
"Yes, I think I do. Should we go inside the room so you can show me what you've got?" She winked at me again in a seductive manner, and I finally felt it down there. It wasn't her seduction working on me but the shit Max gave to me. Well, turned out that it wasn't that bad.
"Your wish is my command," I emptied the content of the glass down my throat in one shot and stood up.
"Hey, man. Found one already?" Max turned to ask me, and I nodded.
"Yeah, I have," I replied to him.
"Here. I don't think there's one in the room," He chuckled as he threw a pack of condoms to me, and I caught in the air.
"Thanks, man. I'm going to make up for this favor," I said to him before I walked away with the bitch, heading to the room.
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Just like every other bitches I've slept with in the past, this one was no different although she was a bit better. I know Janice told me not to have anything with any woman again, but I couldn't hold it in. She won't understand, but I can't hold it in for long.
I checked the time and sighed as the realization dawned on me that it was past 11pm. Fuck! Did we have sex for two hours straight? Damnit!
"That was sweet. Should we meet here often?" The lady asked me as she sat up on the bed, biting her bottom lip and winking at me.
I looked at her and scoffed, "Sorry, but I don't fuck one hole twice. Here is your pay," I took out a few dollars from my wallet and threw it on the bed.
I adjusted my dress and walked out of the room after I picked up my car keys from the nightstand.
"Are you done, man?" Max asked me when I returned to the counter.
"Yeah. I'm heading back home. See ya around. Let me know when you're free so we can spend some time together later," I said to him, but he checked his wristwatch and his eyes narrowed.
"It's past 11pm, man. Are you sure you want to go home? You can spend the night here and go back tomorrow," He offered, but I shook my head.
"No, I need to go back today. Good night. See ya around," And with that, I made my way to the exit door and left the clubhouse.
The drive back home took pretty much time after being stuck in a traffic jam for nearly twenty minutes. I thought the road would be free, but even though it was late, it still felt like morning. The street light made everywhere seemed like it was afternoon, and the traffic jam made it even worse.
Driving into the compound after a long drive, I pulled over at the parking lot and headed toward the entrance door. I thought I would just head to the guest room and shower before going to bed, but I almost jumped out of my skin when I walked inside the house and found Janice in the living room. She was sleeping uncomfortably on the couch. Wait a minute! Did she stay up late to wait for me? I asked myself and scoffed when it dawned on me that it was really the case...