28-06-2022, 01:36 PM
He rolled her top up slowly, almost teasingly, and her flat stomach and belly button came into view. The cheering and clapping around them got really loud as the top rolled up even further. And just as it was right below her boobs, a big guy, almost 7-foot-tall and big-built, stepped between the cheering guys and Priya , and pulled her top down. Everyone let out groans of disappointment as the big guy, apparently a bouncer in the club, started talking very animatedly to Priya's guy. There was a lot of gesturing and hand-waving. Kristen and her black guy stopped dancing and joined the trio. Soon, the black guy, Priya's guy and Kristen were arguing with the bouncer, while Priya , looking very dazed and drunk, just stood there leaning against her guy's chest.
I didn't understand what was happening until some guys around me started discussing it and I got it. Apparently most clubs have these unwritten rules about flashing. Flashing till underwear is fine, which is what the guy did when he showed Priya's thong-clad ass to everyone. But actual nudity was forbidden. So showing her boobs would have crossed the line. Add to it the fact that Priya seemed totally hammered. When a woman was that drunk, even if she flashed people voluntarily, clubs were worried that the next day they might come back and sue them for letting it happen. So the bouncer had stepped in and put a stop to it.
In a few minutes, the argument between the bouncer and Priya's friends ended and he walked away, shaking his head and looking upset, The four of them then walked away from the dance pit and to the side, where we could not see them.
"Well, show's over." Mark said. "We should get going, Ajit. Your wife must be waiting for you."
"Yeah, just a second, I need to go to the bathroom." I said and walked away.
"Okay, I'll pay for our drinks and meet you by the exit." Mark said.
I walked away, across the bar, and making sure that Mark wasn't looking, went to the stairs. I walked down to the lower level where the dance pit was, hoping to catch a glimpse of Priya. I scanned the bar stools and the dance floor, but I didn't see her anywhere. walking behind people to make sure I wasn't seen, I walked around the dance floor, but didn't see her or any of her friends. Walking a little further, I saw that there was a small passage at the opposite side where I saw Kristen standing talking to the black guy. Immediately, I took a few steps back and hid behind a wall section to make sure she didn't see me. I stood there, and searched for Priya but she was nowhere to be seen.
A few minutes passed and I alternated between scanning the place for Priya and looking at Kristen and the black guy. That's when a door opened behind them and the hispanic guy stepped out of what I guessed was a bathroom. Kristen said something to him very animatedly and he seemed to be laughing. The black guy then started walking into the bathroom, but Kristen held his arm as if to stop him. He shook her grip off easily, walked in and closed the door. After that Kristen seemed to be yelling at the hispanic guy, who was smiling and saying something back. He tried to put a hand on her shoulder but she slapped it away. Then she stormed off towards the bar stools, and the guy followed her saying something. I wished I could hear what they were talking about. And I wished I knew where Priya was.
That's when I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket. I answered it, and it was Mark asking where I was. Reluctantly, I told him I'd be there in a second, and walked out of the dance pit, careful to stay hidden from Kristen's view. I climbed the stairs and went to the exit, where Mark was waiting for me and we both got into our cars to go home.
As soon as I got into the car, I took out my phone and dialed Priya's number. It kept ringing for a while and I thought it would go to voicemail when it was answered.
"Hello honey." I said.
"Ajit, it's me Kristen. Priya went to the bathroom and left her phone with me." said Kristen's sweet voice a little too rapidly as if she had rehearsed the line before answering the phone.
"Oh, hi Kristen. I just called to see how she was doing and when she'd be home." I said.
"I'll get her home soon." Kristen said and went silent.
"Ok... where are you all at?" I asked. There was a pause for a few seconds before Kristen answered,
"We're at this club downtown. We just felt like dancing a bit."
"Is it just the two of you?" I asked, hoping for some clue about the identity of the men. Another pause and then she said,
"Yeah, just the two of us. Two gals having some gal-time you know." and then she laughed playfully.
"Ok. Just get her home soon. Bye." I said and hung up.
I drove home, trying to figure out what exactly had happened. How had an innocent shopping trip with Kristen turned into a wild night at a bar where Priya got felt up and exposed in public. And who were those two guys? I hoped Priya would get home soon and enlighten me. --------
I didn't understand what was happening until some guys around me started discussing it and I got it. Apparently most clubs have these unwritten rules about flashing. Flashing till underwear is fine, which is what the guy did when he showed Priya's thong-clad ass to everyone. But actual nudity was forbidden. So showing her boobs would have crossed the line. Add to it the fact that Priya seemed totally hammered. When a woman was that drunk, even if she flashed people voluntarily, clubs were worried that the next day they might come back and sue them for letting it happen. So the bouncer had stepped in and put a stop to it.
In a few minutes, the argument between the bouncer and Priya's friends ended and he walked away, shaking his head and looking upset, The four of them then walked away from the dance pit and to the side, where we could not see them.
"Well, show's over." Mark said. "We should get going, Ajit. Your wife must be waiting for you."
"Yeah, just a second, I need to go to the bathroom." I said and walked away.
"Okay, I'll pay for our drinks and meet you by the exit." Mark said.
I walked away, across the bar, and making sure that Mark wasn't looking, went to the stairs. I walked down to the lower level where the dance pit was, hoping to catch a glimpse of Priya. I scanned the bar stools and the dance floor, but I didn't see her anywhere. walking behind people to make sure I wasn't seen, I walked around the dance floor, but didn't see her or any of her friends. Walking a little further, I saw that there was a small passage at the opposite side where I saw Kristen standing talking to the black guy. Immediately, I took a few steps back and hid behind a wall section to make sure she didn't see me. I stood there, and searched for Priya but she was nowhere to be seen.
A few minutes passed and I alternated between scanning the place for Priya and looking at Kristen and the black guy. That's when a door opened behind them and the hispanic guy stepped out of what I guessed was a bathroom. Kristen said something to him very animatedly and he seemed to be laughing. The black guy then started walking into the bathroom, but Kristen held his arm as if to stop him. He shook her grip off easily, walked in and closed the door. After that Kristen seemed to be yelling at the hispanic guy, who was smiling and saying something back. He tried to put a hand on her shoulder but she slapped it away. Then she stormed off towards the bar stools, and the guy followed her saying something. I wished I could hear what they were talking about. And I wished I knew where Priya was.
That's when I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket. I answered it, and it was Mark asking where I was. Reluctantly, I told him I'd be there in a second, and walked out of the dance pit, careful to stay hidden from Kristen's view. I climbed the stairs and went to the exit, where Mark was waiting for me and we both got into our cars to go home.
As soon as I got into the car, I took out my phone and dialed Priya's number. It kept ringing for a while and I thought it would go to voicemail when it was answered.
"Hello honey." I said.
"Ajit, it's me Kristen. Priya went to the bathroom and left her phone with me." said Kristen's sweet voice a little too rapidly as if she had rehearsed the line before answering the phone.
"Oh, hi Kristen. I just called to see how she was doing and when she'd be home." I said.
"I'll get her home soon." Kristen said and went silent.
"Ok... where are you all at?" I asked. There was a pause for a few seconds before Kristen answered,
"We're at this club downtown. We just felt like dancing a bit."
"Is it just the two of you?" I asked, hoping for some clue about the identity of the men. Another pause and then she said,
"Yeah, just the two of us. Two gals having some gal-time you know." and then she laughed playfully.
"Ok. Just get her home soon. Bye." I said and hung up.
I drove home, trying to figure out what exactly had happened. How had an innocent shopping trip with Kristen turned into a wild night at a bar where Priya got felt up and exposed in public. And who were those two guys? I hoped Priya would get home soon and enlighten me. --------
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