I walked into the bathroom checking for a free stall in a rush feeling like my piss would flow down my legs any minute. I threw my bag on the floor, lifted my dress over my hips and pulled my panties down as I threw myself on the seat. "Holy red wine." I exclaimed at how good it felt to finally let go of the red wine I was drinking all night.
At that point my hands were resting on the walls because I felt like I needed the support. You know when your pee practically feels orgasmic because of how long you held it in? Yup, that was the situation. I let go of the last drops of pee and quickly wiped. As I was pulling my panties up, I noticed the bathroom stall wasn't very sanitary. I could've sworn I saw red spots on the wall as I grimaced.
Holy fucking red wine indeed. Why do women need to sit when they take a piss? "Ugh, why did I have to be born with a fucking uterus?" I asked no one in particular loud enough that it echoed through the stalls. I put myself together before standing up and facing the toilet.
I flushed with my foot and got out of the stall to wash my hands. "I ask myself that very question every damn day." A woman with a thick British accent said from behind me as she joined me by the sink, washing her hands as well. I looked up and stared at her through the mirror and damn if Ruby Rose wasn't my gay awakening then I think we've found who truly is.
For a while I stood there admiring her beauty. Long dark brown hair that hung around her face and cascaded down her shoulders, forest green eyes that seemed to light up the room... the bathroom?? A perfectly pointy nose and a full set of pink plump lips. I absent-mindedly took out a tub of hand wash I kept in my bag for such reasons and lathered it on my hands.
"Can I have some of that?" She asked pointing to my hand wash and I finally snapped out of the ethereal-beauty induced daze. "Uhm sure." I replied as I slid it to her. "Thanks." She said as she pumped some of her hands and got to lathering them. Fuck even her hand washing is sexy.
"I'm Kasey by the way." She said as she looked up at me through the mirror. "Alex." I said in my lame American accent. "What makes you regret having a vagina then, Alex?" She asked as she opened the trap to rinse the foam away and God the way she said my name.
I stared at her flabbergasted, rinsing my own hands before I answered. "Having to plant my ass on a dirty toilet seat everytime I have to pee and I'm not in my apartment." I stated and she laughed. "Well, you're not wrong." She said as she nodded at me. "You'd think such a prestigious club would have cleaner toilets." I said and she laughed. "Well I should get back to my... table." She said as she gestured to the door.
"I should too." I said as I shook my hands violently to get rid of the droplets. "Wait." She said so abruptly as I spinned around to walk out and I turned to her. "Can I buy you a drink?" She asked and I smiled, nervously. I mean I didn't know her. "I can-" I started and she cut me off. "Buy your own drink? I know. But allow me to buy you one just this once." She said.
Fuck it! "Sure. I'd love that." I said as I started advancing to the door again. "Really? I thought you were about to shoot my idea down just a second ago." She said and I laughed. "I still can so watch your pretty mouth." I shot back. Pretty mouth? Really, Alex?
I felt her smile from behind me and I rolled my eyes. She joined me at the bar when we finally made it there. "What would you like to drink?" She asked and I shrugged. "Surprise me." I told her and she laughed. "Let's get beers for now." She suggested. "You're definitely British." I said with a short laugh and she shrugged, smiling at me.
"So let's get to know Alex." She said and yet again, I melted at the way she said my name. "What about Alex do you want to know?" I asked. "Well for starters, your friends. I see a group of people right behind you that are staring and pointing while talking amongst themselves." She said as she tipped her beer behind me before taking a chug.
I turned around and looked at my friends. Sure enough, Vicky was winking repeatedly, Sophie was giving me a thumbs up and Oliver was wiggling his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes at them before I turned to Kasey once more. "Real support I have over there." I said and she laughed. "Where are your friends?" I asked. "I actually ditched a business meeting a while ago to go to the bathroom but fuck it I am not going back." She said so casually as she took a sip of her beer.
"Woah. I did not expect that one." I said. "Once you sit with a bunch of old men that think they know best, you'd do it too." She said. "Understandable." I said as I too got started on my own beer. So the night went on with more drinks and more conversation. At some point my friends came to bid me goodbye and left while I chose to stay with this mysterious woman.
"Wanna get out of here?" She asked as she finished paying for her tab. "Yup." I said as I stood up and stumbled almost falling over but she caught me. "I'm so drunk." I slurred and she smiled. "You and me both." She said helping stand up straight. She grabbed my bad and hung it on her shoulder.
"Are we going to your place to have sexy times?" I asked and she laughed. "Bold but we're both drunk so I don't know what to make of that." She replied. Dang it! "Before we go anywhere to have sexy times, let's have some more fun around town." She suggested and I pouted but nodded.
And boy did we have the regretful type of fun.