Vivian was at the club.
She was at the bar area staring into nothing. The music was played loudly. Every sound hitting the whole place.
She stared into the nothingness of the neon lights, as her thoughts clouded with various reasons; why Ken hadn't showed up yet.
'It's nearly a few minutes to ten,' She thought. 'Why is he running late…'
"Three glasses of Moscow mule, and one glass of clover club…"
One of the female waitresses said to Vivian, while she placed a tray on the table.
Vivian didn't respond to her, she was too far in her thoughts. And so the lady slammed her hands together, bringing Vivian back to reality.
"What are you thinking about… New lady?* The waiter asked. "There are customers waiting for their order…"
"Uh-huh…"
Vivian was confused, he couldn't even remember where she was doing for a split second, before everything came back to her.
"W-What… was the order…" She stuttered.
The lady looked at her with a glimpse of disappointment, and repeated the order. Before then saying afterwards…
"I don't even know why Mister Ken called in sick today, He could have done a much better job than you…."
While Vivian was pouring the liquor, and heard what the lady said, she froze completely.
"W-What d-did you just say…?!" Vivian exclaimed vividly.
As the lady stared at her, wondering what was the sudden strange concern about Ken.
"Why… do you want to know about that?" She asked Vivian.
"I want to know…!" Vivian commanded. Her voice sounded urgent.
The lady was taken aback. She rolled her eyes, and gave the impression that it didn't really matter to her.
"I don't really know much," She uttered. "…If you want to know more… go and ask the manager."
The lady collected the order and department to serve the customer.
While Vivian stood, frozen.
'So he is sick…?' She thought. 'What could have made him sick?… Is it because of our actions last night…?'
Vivian felt her body feeling hot, as she thought about this.
"Was I too hard. Or was it also his first time," She contemplated.
"…It should have been his first time, or else he couldn't have fallen sick."
Vivian didn't even consider the fact that there might be other things which could have made him sick, however all she could think of was what had happened between them the previous night.
Her breath became heavy, as she began to touch her down.
She was already dripping with her juice.
Vivian's face got red, while she thought about it also being Ken's first time. To her, it felt like she might have made him fall sick, and this made her turn on.
The feeling that she was having at this moment wasn't ordinary.
It was a feeling only to herself, as no other lady would ever feel that horny, because of them assuming they were the first to take a man's Virginity.
Vivian began to touch herself more, while she leaned on the bar area desk.
The neon lights weren't so bright, which made part of some sides of the club to be a little dark.
And including this part, was the bar area.
Knowing this fact, she deepened her hands inside her skirt, shifted part of her underwear to one side, and began to rub her clit.
Her body shivered a bit, as she gave out a slight moan in pleasure and excitement.
Although, she tried to hold herself from making a loud sound, so that she wouldn't get caught.
This went on, for about three minutes. Vivian's eyes were already rolling to the back of her head, as she caught a glimpse of the same female waitress walking towards her with a ray of empty glasses.
Vivian quickly composed quickly, as waitress arrived at her.
She quickly removed her hand from her clit and dragged her shirt down, a bit. However, she felt part of her underwear at an unusual position.
Vivian noticed this instantly, because it made her uncomfortable, however before she could adjust it. The waitress reached her.
"Fill the glasses with Daiquiri." The lady ordered.
This time, she sounded more rude while giving a stern expression.
However, Vivian was too busy to notice this detail, because of how her underwear made her uncomfortable.
She smiled at the waitress in a weird way, which gave her lady a quick thought.
'What is wrong with her,' She thought.
Vivian moved her body in a weird manner trying to find a way to adjust her underwear properly, while she poured the Daiquiri into the glasses.
However, she wasn't able to get what she wanted, as she slipped a little of her liquor on the table.
"Ugh!" The mattress exclaimed. "…What is wrong with you lady?" She questioned, her voice sounding so upset.
"Oh… I… am…very sorr…nghh," Vivian replied, as her tone shivered.
At the moment, her underwear has already tangled in a weird way, as it stretched down inside her clit.
This occurred when she tried adjusting it without using her hand. And as a result, it made her body shiver.
"…You almost spilled that on my clothes," The waitress exclaimed.
Meanwhile, Vivian quickly poured the liquor inside every glass, and then apologized.
The waitress carried the tray, and before leaving she said to her.
"If you are not feeling well… you better hurry to the restroom and get your shit together.*
The lady, then turned her back, and left to serve the drinks.
Meanwhile, Vivian felt embarrassed in her actions. She quickly rushed to the restroom to take care of herself.
As she got to the restroom, she instantly locked the door, removed the apron she was wearing, and also removed her mini skirt, before adjusting her underwear.
At this moment, the feeling of pleasure and excitement that she felt before, has already died down.
However, she tried her best to get herself aroused again, but it didn't work.
Her expression changed from embarrassment to disappointment.
Although her body was still tingling in excitement for more lewd feelings, however, it was no good if she couldn't get herself aroused anymore.
She then sat down on the WC, placed her hands on her head while she looked straight at the door, reasoning herself.
'What is wrong… with me?' She thought. 'I was never like this before. Why am I getting so obsessed with Him…?'
"We just became acquainted recently, but I am already feeling this way." Vivian looked to her left and stared at her felt in the full size mirror.
"If he were to see me like this, what would he think of me…? It's not like I am even sure that he actually feels this way about me."
Vivian stood up from the WC, wore her skirt back, and also the apron.
"I need to be more like… the Vivian, I was the first time we first met…" She encouraged her, while she dressed herself well.
She then washed her face and cleaned it with a neat towel provided there.
This particular restroom that she entered, was only for the staves, and this part was for the females only.
She adjusted her clothes properly, before heading out of the restroom, as she loud music became more audible to her ears.