If I'm Honest Ch. 06

So far, the bracelet had been given an easy time, with environments where there'd only been one or two women that had been attractive to me. I suppose the strip club was a bit different, but we had been there to focus on Diamond, Ken's great white whale, so I'd had a bit tunnel vision. Here, however, this what we called in business "a target rich environment."

The waitress brought over my Guinness, bringing me a can and a tall glass, and I gave her a twenty and told her to keep the change. "Out on your own tonight?" she said, as she insisted on pouring the can into the glass for me. "This so doesn't seem like your scene."

"I just needed to disappear somewhere tonight, and figured the best bet was to wander into a scene that was as far from mine as possible."

"Well, if you decide you want someone a bit more mature, I get off half an hour after we close," she said with a smile and a wink.

"Aw, thanks for the offer, but you deserve someone far better than a sleazeball like me trawling a bar," I laughed. "Hope your night picks up."

She laughed and headed off back into the sea of people, searching for more people to liquor up in an effort to buffer her tips.

For the next couple of hours, I did everything I could to become scenery, so no one was looking at me. It was actually easier than I suspected, since a lot of people seemed to get caught up in their own little scene, or focused entirely on the dance floor, where the singles were inviting the attention.

The rave kids mostly came and went, and before I knew it, I heard the bartender yelling for last call. The booth I'd been holding down could've fit four people in it, but nobody decided to try and join me. I wondered if maybe I'd simply found a way to overload the bracelet, just by giving it too many people for it to handle, until...

"Why the hell is a good looking guy like you sitting all alone at last call?" a voice said from behind me. I turned to look, and an attractive woman in her early twenties not only slid into my booth, she slid right onto my lap.

She was dressed to the nines in a little black dress, the kind designed to get a man's attention and hold it until she felt like letting it go, painted onto her slender form, the top low cut and the bottom only maybe halfway down her thighs if she was lucky. She had brown wavy hair the color of oak that hung down to her shoulders. Her skin was ever so slightly tanned, and her face had an almost model look to it, with maybe a nose that was just a touch too large to keep her from getting approached by every talent scout in a five mile radius, not that she didn't look gorgeous with it. Around her neck was a leather choker with a steel O-ring at the center of it. She pushed her ass down onto my lap as she settled atop me, reaching one hand to graze those ridiculously long blue fingernails along the back of my neck.

"We can't all be blessed with looks that make the entire room turn and look the minute we walk into it," I told her with a smile.

"You didn't turn and look at me when I walked in," she pouted.

"Well, the entrance to the club is behind me, so I didn't see you when you walked in."

"Who sits with their back to the door?" she teased. "I thought all you macho men wanted to sit so you could see all the exits at all times, like some kind of goodfella."

I rolled my eyes with a smirk. "That line's for kids and poseurs, my dear. Some of us have better things to do with our time."

She leaned in and pressed a kiss against my cheek. "I'm Athena," she said, smoothing her other palm against the black hair of my exposed chest.

"Eddie," I said, lying to her. "And it makes far less sense that you're alone than I am, Athena. Aren't you meant to be the goddess of the hunt?"

She rolled her jade green eyes at me and frowned a little. "I just got dumped, if you can fucking believe it. After I got all dolled up for him and everything."

"Why did he dump you?"

"He said I wasn't fucking spontaneous enough, the shithead," she sighed. "Like, what the total fuck, am I right?"

She was more than a little drunk, but didn't seem blackout drunk, not that I'm an expert in recognizing it. To me, getting completely plastered was a sign that you didn't care about how the rest of your evening went.

"Anyway, I'll show him spontaneous. So, like, after he dumped me, I decided to find the most experienced guy in the bar, that's totally you by the by, and let him show me a good time, so I learn what it's like to fool around with someone who isn't some fucking clown." She was shifting her hips to grind her ass down on my cock through her skimpy black dress and my slacks. "So why don't we get out of here and you can show me what I'm missing?"

"Sure, I'll call us an Uber," I said.

"No no, let me get it," she said. "I wanna go back to my place instead of over to some place I don't know..." She fished out a phone from her little clutch and opened the Uber app, as she slid off my lap. Her other hand reached down to rub my cock through my slacks. "Quite the dick you got there, Eddie... I bet you've broken some hearts with that monster, not to mention stretched some pussies."

"You're not fooling around with kids any more, Athena," I said as we slipped out of the club and into the crisp cool night air.

It was just after last call, which meant the sea of Ubers was thick. The accomplished drinkers knew to actually bail at 1:30 am or to hang out until 2:30 am or later, because right now, minutes before 2 am, it was surge pricing, and Athena was paying a premium for getting us out now.

"We're looking for a blue Chevy Volt," Athena said to me, her body shivering a little bit, pressed up tightly against mine. "Our driver's name is Rita."

A minute or so later, we found our vehicle and slid into the backseat. I took a quick glance at our driver, and was very surprised to find that she was a fit Puerto Rican girl in her mid twenties, with a semi-sheer top that was practically painted on, and I could see the outline of barbells through her nipples which the gray shirt did nothing to conceal, as she clearly wasn't wearing a bra. Her jet black hair was pulled up into a sporty ponytail, and she was wearing baggy track suit pants. It looked more like she'd planned to go out clubbing herself instead of working as an Uber driver.

"You're Rita, right?" Athena said as she pulled me to slide up against her, her body framing directly behind the driver's seat.

"Ay, tha's me," she said. "Athena, right? Thassa dope name, gurl."

"Thanks. You don' mind if we fool around a bit back here, do you?"

She popped her tongue against the top of her mouth, and grinned. "You do you, boo boo, as long as you don' get my seats messy. It gonna be 'bout fifteen minutes before we getchu to your place."

"Cool cool," Athena said. "We'll just be back here having fun."

I was about to say something, but Athena grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into a hard kiss, searching for my tongue with hers, as she spread her legs wide, practically lifting one of her knees over one of mine.

When an invitation is presented to you like that, you don't turn it down. My hand dropped to rest on the inside of her thigh and started moving up until I felt that lacy thong covering her pussy, and the fabric was damp to the touch, so I pulled it aside and pushed my index and middle fingers inside of her cunt, feeling her chest tighten as she gasped air from my mouth and then moaned it back into me, her hips squirming beneath my caress.

Her snatch was completely clean shaven, and my two fingers twisted and crooked inside of her pussy, and I could feel her body tense up as my fingertips pressed against a particular point within her walls. Once I knew what that point was, I started to bear down on it, the base of my hand bearing against her clit, as those two fingertips assaulted her g-spot.

Athena began to whimper furiously, and I moved my lips from hers, trailing downward along her neck as my other hand pulled one of the straps of her dress off her shoulder, tugging it down enough to expose one of her tits to the cool night air, even as the vehicle zipped through the Seattle streets.

The driver couldn't see from her vantage point, as I brought my lips down to kiss at Athena's exposed tit. She had very large areolas, and it was evident the skin was sensitive as my tongue flicked along the edge of it before drawing in to tease the nipple, her whole body shivering, goosebumps covering her flesh.

"Oh fuck, I don't ever want to fool around with boys again," she moaned, biting her bottom lip in a feverish pout. "You're so fucking good at this."

My two fingers continued their work, curling in a come hither motion against that bundle of nerves, as my thumb moved to press down against her clit. Her breathing was starting to grow quicker and more erratic, her fingernails dragging hard against my back through the shirt. She had to be careful otherwise those nail extensions were going to pop off, but at that point, I don't think she cared much. "Shit shit shit, that's so fucking good, oh fuck, oh shit, fuck fuck fuck, that's fucking good, oh my fucking god, don't fucking stop, finger my tight little pussy, fucking work it you bastard..."

We were only a minute or two from our destination, so I decided to turn up the volume. My ring finger moved to push inside of her cunt as those digits swiped again and again against her g-spot, my hand buried inside of her pussy deep enough that I'd had to go back to bearing down on her clit with the base of my palm. My teeth grazed on her nipple, pinching on it. "Oh fuck oh fuck I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum fuck you gotta stop you gotta stop you gotta stop or I'm gonna fucking cum..." she hissed, her voice a high shrill.

"Then do it."

"Oh fuck oh fuck I'm cumming I'm cumming I'm fucking cumming shitshitshitSHIT fuuuuuuuuck!!" she moaned, as her pussy clamped down hard on my fingers, her body overwhelmed with clenching contractions around my digits. I kept my hand still, to let her slowly ease down off of it, as her breathing slowly returned to normal, her lips giving way to tiny, short whimpers of delight, as she pulled my mouth from her tit back up to mash against her own, her tongue welcoming mine once more.

"Okay, papi," Rita said to us, bringing the car to a stop. "You two are here."

Athena kissed me again, then put her hand on her chest. "That was so fucking dope, but if I'm honest, I'm in a really vulnerable place right now, and I should probably just go inside alone. But you can have the Uber take you home on my dime." She leaned in and kissed me hard again, while she pulled my hand out of her pussy. "I'm so fucking sorry, but I just can't fuck you. Thank you for making me feel special, though. I've never cum that fucking hard in my life."

She tugged her dress back up, pulled her thong back over her dripping wet snatch and then slipped out of the car, closing the door immediately behind her, as she ran into the darkness, heading towards the front door of her apartment building.

"Damn, man," Rita said to me. "That's fucking cold. Where am I taking you?"

I sighed, and gave her an address a couple of blocks away from my house. The last thing I wanted was Athena knocking on my door a few days later, having changed her mind yet again. I'd never had to do that myself before now, but Ken had told me about how a girl had done that to him once, and since then he'd always done it himself when getting dropped off on someone else's Uber account.

As Rita brought the vehicle to a roll again, I brought my fingers, still soaking with Athena's pussy juice, to my lips and licked them clean, chuckling slightly. "Can't win'em all, I guess."

"That's girl's fuckin' stoopid, papi," she said, shaking her head. "If you dat good wit'cher hands, damn, I betchu fuck like a beast."

"I mean, I don't get a lot of complaints, Rita, but tonight's just not my night, I guess."

"Oh, I dunno, papi," she said, as she pulled the car off the street, heading along a driveway up to a school parking lot that looked mostly secluded, with heavy trees around the outskirts of it. It was a secluded area and she brought the vehicle to a stop in the middle of the parking lot, killing the headlights. "You should listen to Lou Bega."

As soon as the vehicle was in park and the headlights went dark, she hopped out of the driver's seat and crawled into the back seat, kissing me hard, as her hands immediately dropped down to my slacks, practically a frenzy to get them open and fish my cock out.

"A little bit of Rita's all you need," she said, in between fierce kisses, as she stroked my thick shaft with a carnal hunger. Her hand pushed on my chest to keep me in place as she turned around, and slipped her track pants and panties down to her knees. With me pinned like that, she backed that ass up against me, one hand reaching down to grab and aim my cock, as she pushed her vice tight pussy down onto it with a quick snap of her athletic body.

"¡Ay, dios mio!" she whimpered. "¡Joder mi coño! Pound it!"

Her hips were doing most of the work, but I did my best to try and thrust up, but her agile little body had all the control with us positioned like this, and each time her toned booty bucked down into my lap, I was pinned against the leather seat.

"¡Que bicho gorda!" she whimpered, as one of my hands gripped on her hip, the other sliding up under her top to claw at one of her perky tits, my ring finger nudging that pierced nipple a little, flicking it as best as I could. "That dumb puta didn't deserve this magnificent dick anyway! Harder, papi! ¡Profanar mi coño!"

I pinched my thumb and forefinger on that barbell and gave it a twist, and her head leaned back suddenly, a visceral moan blasting out of her throat right up against the ceiling of the car, as one of her hands balled up into a fist and punched the driver's seat, the sensations threatening to overwhelm her.

She kept bouncing harder and harder in my lap, one of her hands reaching down to rub on her clit, as she turned her head to kiss me, but the angle was awkward and it was hard to hold her lips against mine. Her pussy was creamy and frothy, as she was certainly more than a little worked up, letting her slide along it as much as she wanted. "I'm gonna cum, papi," she wailed. "You gotta cum. wit' me! ¡Dame esa crema en mi coño! FUCK!"

As I felt her clamping down on my cock like a vice, I couldn't help myself, and blasted my load right against her cervix, my dick buried hilt deep inside that tight Puerto Rican pussy as she orgasmed hard and loud, the shriek certainly going to attract attention if anyone was at all nearby.

Her back slumped against my chest as she rested her head on my shoulder, my hand reaching up to turn her head enough so that I could kiss her tenderly, stroking a few long black strands of hair that had broken free from her ponytail during all the activity.

After she had a minute or two to compose herself, she pulled her hips up and then tugged up her panties and pants, before sliding off my lap. I was about to tuck my cock away when she reached over and swatted my hand away. She moved to sit down on the other side of the back seat, then leaned her head down and began to lick my cock clean. I was only semi-hard, and I was glad to see she was just giving me some aftercare rather than going for a second round. She purred and giggled as her tongue swiped along my flesh, making sure to get every drop of both our fluids.

About the time she was tucking my cock away and climbing back into the front seat, a set of police lights flicked on in the distance, as Rita turned the headlights on again and immediately rolled all the windows down, waiting for the cop to pull in behind the vehicle, turning on his spotlight.

Rita made the excuse that she'd needed to pull over and pee, so I'd been a gentleman and minded the car for her while she ran off into the bushes to do it. I suspected he was mostly checking to make sure nobody was drunk or being raped. The cop looked at me, looked at Rita and took a whiff of the car, and I'm 100% certain he could smell the funk of sex lingering in the air. He smiled for only a tiniest fraction of a second, then nodded. "Just wanted to make sure everyone was okay, and that nobody was driving in a state they shouldn't," he said, patting the top of the car with his hand. "Maybe next time, miss, you should just go use the bathroom inside your passenger's house. You folks get home safe, okay?"

He headed back to his car and drove off, and a minute or so later, Rita was giggling, rolling up her windows and getting us back in motion. "Thanks for that, papi," she cooed at me. "I ain't supposed to do somethin' like that, but if I'm honest, if a puta's gonna leave a toro like you wit' bolas azules, you deserve someone to drain'em for you. And I've always wanted to fuck a passenger just once."

As we pulled to a stop in front of the address I'd given her, she looked into her rear view mirror and started giggling frantically. "¡Dios mio!" she said, bringing a fingertip up to her cheek. "I still had your cum on my face when I was talking to that cop." She wiped the dollop away and brought it to her lips, licking her own finger clean, grinning when she did.

The pressure in my balls, and in my brain, had been released as I got out of the car, the bracelet no longer pounding on the inside of my skull like a rat in a cage for the time being. I wondered how long the calm was going to last as Rita drove off into the night.