goodfellow | At Zero

At Zero

There were a number of clubs in the city that knew Rob Fellows as a frequent flier. Zero was one of them, and even though he hadn't been there in some time, he could tell that the bouncer recognized him. Just because he was in a good mood, Robin slipped him a twenty despite having already gotten inside. He tipped his hat and slid toward the bar, where he picked out a seat on the end and began to scope out the people around him.

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As soon as he'd passed, the bouncer pulled the two-way radio from his belt and pressed a button, murmuring a few brief words when his call was acknowledged. The bartender set her radio down when she finished listening and returned to mixing drinks, shaking up a bright green martini and sending it off with two napkins and a hand signal telling the waitress which table it was for. The waitress wove her way easily through the crowd and delivered the drink, stopping to exchange a few words with the blonde patron as she placed the drink on the table.

A minute later the same blonde stood and made her way to the bar, taking the empty seat next to Robin with an appreciative once-over. Her dress was red with a neckline that plunged nearly to her waist, showing off her rather ample breasts in a way that wouldn't be entirely decent anywhere else, but in Zero could be seen as almost demure. "Evening, gorgeous," she purred, sipping her drink, her eyes never leaving his, everything about her manner an open invitation.

Well, that was quick. There was a reason that Robin liked this place.

"Yes it is," he said with a confident smile, "and yes I am. And so are you, in point of fact. How did you know that I was just waiting to buy you another drink?" He snapped his fingers at the bartender.

The woman laughed softly, angling her body toward him. "Lucky guess?" she replied as the bartender nodded in acknowledgement and began mixing another drink.

Robin could tell in an instant that neither her lips nor her breasts were real, but the fact that both were so ample and blatantly pointed in his direction almost made up for it. Especially since he could imagine his cock sliding against either. Both. Mmm.

"Tell me your life story before he's done," Robin said. "Start with your name."

Watching the bartender out of the corner of her eye, she started talking quickly. "My name is Danielle, I wanted to be an actress when I was younger, but now I'm studying psychology." The bartender poured the drink into a martini glass and set it in front of her and she finished with, "And I'm a Capricorn."

"Oh, I adore Capricorns," said Robin. "One of my favorite signs. Nice to meet you, Danielle. I'm Rob."

"My pleasure, Rob," Danielle replied, holding a hand out to him with a warm smile. "Do you come here often?"

"Often enough," said Robin, and took her hand, shaking it with a warm lingering of fingers against her skin before pulling away. "Yourself?"

"Occasionally. I'm considering making a habit of it, though, I always meet the most beautiful people here." She finished her first drink, leaning toward him as she picked up the one he'd bought.

"Strangely enough, so do I," Robin said smoothly. Though it was really true, and he wasn't just talking about Danielle.

As she knew who owned the club, Danielle found that easy enough to believe, but she pretended to take it as a compliment anyway. She laughed softly, resting her fingers lightly against his hand. "And yet, right now all I can think about...is leaving," she purred.

Robin arched an eyebrow. "But I just got here," he said. "Haven't even finished my drink." He took a sip, as if to make his point.

Not that he'd put up much of a fight. The reason he came to Zero for the most part was to get laid.

"Well, if that's where your priorities lie," Danielle said with a shrug, pulling her hand back and turning to survey the room as if looking for someone else to hit on instead.

"Or," Robin said helpfully, "you could wait ninety seconds for me to finish my drink, and spend that time deciding what it is that you'd like me to do to you."

Danielle looked back, eyebrow arched, and let her lips spread into a slow smile of anticipation. "I think I can handle that," she replied, turning back to Robin and finishing her own drink quickly.

Robin watched her as he drank, not downing it, but taking his time. When he was done, he stood. "Now," he said softly, "you lead the way, and tell me what you were thinking about."

Danielle stood and turned toward the door. "What, and spoil the surprise?" she said over her shoulder, flashing a grin before she started walking away, hips swaying enticingly.

Robin pulled his wallet out and paid the bartender quick as a flash before following after her, sliding a hand onto the small of her back as he did so.

Danielle smiled at him and shifted closer, then pursed her lips as if a thought had just occurred to her. "Have you ever been in the back room here?" she asked, fitting her body against his.

"Of course," Robin answered, turning his head so that his lips were close to her ear. "I didn't realize I was in the company of a VIP."

"My assets get me into a lot of places," Danielle replied coyly, heading toward the door to the back room and letting her hand move down to Robin's ass, caressing.

Robin groaned a little despite himself. God he was going to do dirty, dirty things to her.

She led him into the back room with nothing more than a nod from the burly man guarding the entrance, dragging him over to a vacant black leather bench once they were inside and pressing against him invitingly before sinking onto the bench.

She looked like a stripper. He wondered if she'd been one.

He sank down next to her. "So what did you decide?" he murmured, and kissed her neck.

"I decided this would be even more fun with some X, to start," Danielle replied, tilting her head for his mouth as she dug into her purse and popped a pill into her mouth. "Care to join me?"

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