Thursday, June 4, 2009

I Love NYC

There are so many things I love about New York City. There just aren't many places in the world where you can get a Reuben at 3am, a Martini anytime of the day, and take home two beautiful girls on a Tuesday night. DC is just pale in comparison.

Monday night I had to go up to NYC for a few days for business. I took the train up, checked into my hotel and went directly to sleep. I put in a long day at the office Tuesday and cut out around 8 to meet up with some buddies for dinner. We ate at a place called Coffee Shop in Union Square, then had a few drinks at the bar. The place is CRAWLING with models and hot European women, it's fantastic. After the bar we went to some club in the Village.

We didn't go too crazy at the club because we all had to work the next morning, but we did chat up some girls and dance a bit. By 1am my friends were getting antsy to leave. They knew that if they were still out at 2am they would stay out all night and go directly to the office from the club, so my goal was to get them to 2am. I was dancing with two hot girls and a pack of wild dogs couldn't have chased me out of that bar. They kept tapping their watches and I just kept sending more drinks to them. Around 2am I looked up and they were gone. Oh well, these things happen.

The girls: The two girls I was dancing with we'll call Jane and Doe, their names are really not important as I am certain I will never see them again (at least not in person, maybe on the Internet). Jane was around 5'8", dirty blond hair, slim, with an overall nice body, and maybe 25 years old. Doe was shorter, maybe 5'3", also with blond hair and about 25 years old, but she was much curvier. They were both really cute but neither had much to say (not that we could hear anything over the eardrum-shattering bass).

I danced with the girls until about 3am. I had already written off work that day, I might as well enjoy myself. I told the girls that my friends had left and asked them if they wanted to share a cab home, which they agreed to. We left the bar and the three of us got into the back of a cab. They lived on the upper west side, and my hotel was on the east side, so I told the cabbie to drop them off first. When we got to their building Jane said "Why don't you come up for a drink?", don't need to ask me twice.

Their apartment was pretty small. It looked like they were sharing a one-bedroom place. The main room had an open floor plan. The living area had two couches and a big bank of windows on one wall. It looked like most apartments of people living in NYC when they are just getting started.

Doe went into the bathroom and Jane went into the fridge and pulled out three beers. So far I had only danced with the girls, so with Doe in the bathroom I started kissing Jane. This went on for a few minutes until Doe came out of the bathroom. We drank a few beers each, and finally around 4:30 Jane said "would you like to stay over?". Again, I'm not a hard sell. "Sounds good". This is where it got strange.

I started opening doors in the room looking for the bedroom. One door was a closet, another the bathroom, another closet, opps this one leads to the hallway, one more closet. The place was a studio! Jane said "what are you looking for?", "uh, nothing, just poking around, nice place." Meanwhile, the girls were removing the cushions from the couches, which both unfolded into beds. The couches were facing each other, so when unfolded they almost formed one long mattress, there was only about a 4 inch gap between the two. Doe jumped into one bed and Jane pointed for me to get into the other bed. OK, no problem. Jane turned out the lights then got under the covers with me.

Within a few minutes Jane was going down on me. All I could think was "this is nuts, what the hell is going on?". I heard a little movement from Doe, but I wasn't paying much attention to it. Jane reached into box on the ledge of the window, took out a condom, and put it on me. We started going at it, flopping around and changing positions. Long story short, I ended up on top of Jane facing Doe, who was now sitting on the edge of her bed with just a tank top on, legs spread open fingering herself like crazy. I reached out to help her but she swatted my hand away. Jane said "no, she just likes to watch." This scared me a bit, obviously I was not the first guy these two took home. Whatever, too late to sweat the small stuff.

Jane and I had sex three times over the next two hours. Doe watched the whole time, alternating between a vibrator and her fingers. We all fell asleep but I woke up as the sun started to shine through the huge windows at 6:30am (get some shades, will you). I decided to get out of there as quietly as I could. I found my pants, my shoes, and my t-shirt, but didn't see my shirt, tie, or boxers anywhere. I poked around a bit and found my tie in the kitchen. I decided to abandon the rest of my clothes and just get out of there. I started opening doors, but couldn't remember which one went to the hallway. The place was like a fun house, honestly, get rid of a couple of closets and make a proper bedroom. The door out was right next to Doe's head, so I quietly unlocked and opened the door. With the light from the hallway coming in I was able to spot my shirt a few feet away. I held the door open a crack with my foot and reached for the shirt. When I lifted it up I saw that it was on top of an old-school VHS camera, one that holds a full size VHS tape. The camera was on and pointed towards the bed. The spot where the tape goes was open but empty.

Whatever, I grabbed my shirt and left. The door kind of slammed behind me so instead of waiting for the elevator I walked (OK, I ran) down the 6 flights to the lobby. I hailed a cab and went back to my hotel.

In retrospect I am pretty sure I would have noticed that camera in the tiny apartment when I got there, but I suppose there is a slight chance I didn't see it. If it was there already it could just be a coincidence. If it wasn't there when we got home then Doe set it up. Either way, I think it's a safe assumption those two freaky chicks taped the whole night. Hopefully I won't end up on some porn site.

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