It was Friday night and Brianna was late getting out of an out of town meeting.  She hated working late Friday’s, it interferes with her weekend and night club time.  She was a creature of habit never arriving at the club too late so she pressed harder on the gas pedal to make up some time on the Hwy section of her journey.  

Brianna always went to the same night club on the weekends. She loved to dance and choose her dance partners carefully. To look at her all you could see was one sexy bitch but with a sense of class and style.  Never having to worry about dancing because men literally lined up t take their turn with her.  She danced like she owned the floor, watched her partner very carefully not  only reading their facial expressions, but checking out their steps and how they held her, touched her during the dance. 

Jason was speechless as he stood there watching and listening to see what Chelsea’s was going to ask next.  She stood there with a look of such disappointment and heartbreak that he knew he couldn’t talk his way out of this one.  She looked at his overnight bag one more time then turned without a word and headed up the steps, pouring herself a glass of Champagne on the way up.

They talked, they laughed then when they flirted they knew,
The juices were flowing, they must meet, they must screw.
Timing was not right so they had to turn to the cam,
She’s hoping hubby’s not watching, with her new online man.