Tigresses capture their prey
I love going out with my friend Stacy. It’s not only that she’s extremely attractive; the kind of woman who when she walks into a room everyone; men, women, young, and old, notice her. It’s also that she’s unpredictable and fun. When we went out a couple of nights ago it was even more shocking, exciting and fun than usual.
We went out with our friend Heather to a club we don’t usually go. Stacy tells us that she is in the mood for something different. She looks fabulous as usual. She’s 5’10”, and in extremely great shape. She teaches aerobics and kick boxing, and spends most of her time at the gym. She’s all in tight black clothing, with a silver necklace and silver ear rings. Heather is looking hot too. She’s a sassy red head, with a mischievious glint in her eye. Like most of us modern day girls about the town, she’s had her fair share of inconsiderate, idiotic boyfriends. Sometimes when things don’t go well she overeats. Long story short, she’s fifteen/ twenty pounds overweight. She’s in Stacy’s classes, so she’s getting in shape and getting her confidence back. Oh and me, my name’s Sarah by the way. I’m pretty hot if I do say so myself. Well let me just put it this way; I was a cheerleader in college (as lame as that sounds) and I’m in better shape now. I get hit on by plenty of men, even if they aren’t always the ones I would like hitting on me.
So anyway, three hot chicks out on the town. The club Stacy takes us to doesn’t seem very promising. Most of the guys are either with girlfriends or they seem a little too old.
“Maybe we should go somewhere else,” I say “This seems kind of lame.”
“Trust me girls,” Stacy says “I’m sure this will be perfect. Just follow my lead. Tonight’s going to be a little different, but you’ll love it.”
“I’m in.” says Heather.
“If Heather’s in, I’m in.” I say.
Totally out of the blue, this guy Danny appears. Danny is so hot. He’s like a young Brad Pitt with more muscles. No really, he’s that hot. Of course he and Stacy are great freinds with benefits. Stacy says that although he’s totally hot, he’s not the best lover, because “he could try harder.” You’ve got to be fucking kidding, he could try harder with me. After we chat with Danny awhile, Stacy sends him away. What?
“Danny,” she says “look, me and the girls are kind of doing something different tonight. It’s kind of Heathers night, so I don’t mean to kick you out, but I’m kicking you out.” Stacy’s the only woman who would ever say this to Danny by the way, “Look, if everything goes as planned, I would love to go out tomorrow night. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“That’s cool, I was–” he starts to say, but Stacy shoos him away, like a stray bad puppy.
“Leave Danny,” she says “just go.”
I can’t fucking believe it, the only hot guy here, and she sends him away.
“Great, now what?” I say.
“See that guy in the corner, I think that’s who we want.” Stacy says.
“Who?” Heather asks.
“The guy with the blue shirt.” He looks ohhhhkaaay, he’s not Danny, not even close, I’m a little confused.
“I’ll be right back,” Stacy says as she gets up and goes over to the guy. You can tell that the guy is in total shock that someone like Stacy is talking to him. Soon she brings him back.
“Girls, this is Eric. Eric this is Heather, and this is Sarah.” Stacy buys everyone a drink, which is weird because usually guys are ready and willing to buy her drinks and a whole lot else. “So Eric, why were you sitting by yourself?”
“I don’t know.” he says.
“Shouldn’t you try and talk to some women?” He kind of laughs a little, as if this is out of the realm of possibility. It’s funny, he’s not really bad looking, he should try.
“Well hey, you’re with three women now.” Heather says.
“What do you think?” Stacy asks.
“I can hardly believe it. I mean you’re, you women are gorgeous.”
“Isn’t he sweet.” Stacy says. “You know, we’re going to destroy you.”
“Okay.” he says. Did he even hear what she said?
“Do you want me to destroy you?” Stacy asks.
“I don’t know.” he says “I don’t know what that means.”
“I think you do.” Stacy says ” I think you’ll love it.”
What the hell was that all about. There’s a couple of moments of awkward silence. Stacy seems perfectly comfortable though.
“Listen girls and Eric, Eric and girls, I think this evening just might work out. Let’s go to my apartment.” Stacy says. As we’re leaving she whispers to me, “Just go with the flow, we’ll have fun.”