Just peachy

MACY POV
"Ahh, love. We like to think it is like the stories we see in movies where guy meets girl and well they fall in love. Then break up over some petty conflict then end up together at the end with a romantic closing scene,"as I exhale the last puff of smoke. "Macy, shut the hell up, you over think shit so much, just shut up," while she ripped the joint from my fingers. I couldn't help but laugh so damn hard at Sam because she was high as a kite and there was cake in her hair and I don't even think she knew.

Sam was a tall brunette with a long face but with a cool Megan fox vibe. She was wearing the ugliest beaded shirt with black bell bottoms that oddly suited her figure. Sam is just my club buddy that I occasionally talk to. I wouldn't say she is my best friend really we only talk when I want to get weed and go out to dance. I mean yeah we talk about how shitty life can be but what is exactly is a friend?

Julie walked in with her dress ripped from the bottom to her lower back showing half her ass. We immediately bust out into laughter and help her out. I tell her not to worry that I would work my sewing magic and make it all better. I quickly run up to the attic where I have my own craft room so I could fix her dress up and we would be good to go.

" OMG, it is even better than what I originally bought how did you do this so fast?" Julie was full of tears. " Oh relax you are just emotional right now must be your period.Girl, you know I only added a back piece, some lace with a couple buttons, no big deal", I made it seem as no big deal but wow I really made some Cinderella magic in that attic.

Sam loudly makes a clear sigh suggesting for us to hurry up and wrap up this conversation so we can get going. I mean it was barely 10:23 who really shows up to the club at 11? Yea, no one. Anyways, we start to head out and wow, guess who shows up as we are walking out. Sams uncle, Issac, who weirdly happens to be the same age as us which makes me see him as an old man due to him being an uncle at his age. He was about 6'2, sharp ocean blue eyes with a body of a basic Abercrombie model. He was such a cliche and had no sense of style, boring. He always comes by to play games with my brother Zac but I never really noticed till tonight.

" Hey ladies better be home before 2 or I will personally go searching for you with Sheila". Sheila was his loud obnoxious car he had that was so embarrassing to be around since every person we would pass in that car couldn't help but look at the neon green booger color of a car. Of all colors green way to be unique... uniquely UGLY.  We pass him and laugh at the thought that he actually thinks we will be caught seen in that car. Who doe he think we are anyways we are all in our mid twenties we aren't in high school anymore.

We finally arrive at Burada which is the best fucking club in town. The hottest guys, the music, and near the best tacos in the world. I mean who doesn't want tacos after a long night of "turning up".

I feel a huge smack on my ass and quickly turned with a right hook following right behind. " Baby, wait!". My brain told me to stop but my body didn't get the message in time and well I laid one on him. " I am so sorry I thought you were my..". I cut him off so fast " first of all if you're going to slap my ass have the decency of offering to buy me tacos and two I don't know you fool! Do not touch a women like that! EVER." " I am so sorry I thought you were my girlfriend you guys have the same dress on and your hair is about the same length". Damn it, the only time I decide to wear this damn black dress I bought at some generic teen store. He continues to say how sorry he was and how he respects women but I was so distracted how handsome he really was.

This guy had pitch black hair, dark brown eyes, and the body of someone who ran marathons for a living. He was skinny but lean and man was I starting to drool. Too bad that was all off limits since he had a girl friend that happened to be 2 feet away from us and was giving him the look of death.

"Look ,don't worry. I get it accidents happen. I mean you got your punishment." I felt really good that I let the punch out it felt so relieving. He deserved it too so I don't feel as guilty.  Anyways, I went back into the hot sweaty pit of the dance floor and let it all out. No worries, what so ever.

I told the girls as we were heading home after tacos about ass slapper. They actually were happy about it. " Macy, you at least got some type of action!" Julie apparently was throwing up all night that Sam and her spent most of their night in the restroom. That is why I cut myself off for that reason and because weirdos start to think it's okay to make a move when you are vulnerable.

We arrive at home and the girls immediately knock out but I get so thirsty I run down stairs to get a glass of water. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who was feeling thirsty because Issac decided to drink out of my water container. Of course, I got pissed. How do I know if he has any diseases? or if he even brushes? Isaac speaks before I could
" You happen to be the only one who drinks water in this house and I couldn't help myself ".
  " Yeah obviously you couldn't" As I stare at his abs through is white tee that got wet after he desperately drank all my water. He noticed me starring and I know he started to flex on purpose.

"If you need water it's inside the drawer marked, WATER" I say with an annoyed tone.
" Yeah well I like my water cool" as he starts to walk closer to me.
Usually I am already backing away but maybe its the high from a couple hours ago or just my excuse to get closer to him.
I step towards him letting him know I am not backing down from this argument. He's only inches apart now. I don't know if it was something in the air but he went in for the kill.

He lifted me up on the counter and had me wrap my legs around him.

"Chica, you just need to cool off that's all but I don't think cold water is gonna fix that"

I don't push him off me but instead I let him pull my head back as he kisses my neck down slowly to my chest. I start to get squirmish. I haven't had sex in 3 years and well it was definitely unexpected. I was going to let him break this dry spell.  I don't like to be the one dominated but today I was letting that go.

I let him hold my ass as he sucked on my chest but he did this softly which I couldn't help but moan.  I am surprised no one has walked in but then again I didn't want this to stop. I wanted him to continue to play with me. It was time.He was ready and he felt my signal. Then he suddenly pulled back. What the fuck? I don't know if there's a similar word for girls but damn do I understand guys who say blue balls is a huge killer.

" I'm sorry. It is late and I need to get up early."

Who the hell wakes up early on a Saturday. " I get it"
I guess. I blow it off as if nothing happened and go off to bed but I could hardly sleep after that surprisingly hot encounter. Eww.Sam's uncle, oh shit.