{"id":99,"date":"2011-02-23T19:05:00","date_gmt":"2011-02-23T21:05:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lifeinduality.com\/2011\/02\/exactly-how-lucky-is-this-lounge\/"},"modified":"2019-11-04T21:41:30","modified_gmt":"2019-11-04T23:41:30","slug":"exactly-how-lucky-is-this-lounge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lifeinduality.com\/?p=99","title":{"rendered":"Exactly How Lucky Is This Lounge?"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I have spent a considerable amount of my 20\u2019s intoxicated. I\u2019d like to think that\u2019s normal\u2026 but either way I couldn\u2019t care less. This particular evening happened to fall right smack in the middle of my \u201cDrink till you Drop Days.\u201d Not that drinking to oblivion is something a person should take pride in, but Hey I\u2019m still here\u2026 so I couldn\u2019t have been THAT bad right? This is a time in my life when most of my interesting stories begin with\u2026 \u201cSo\u2026 I was drunk\u2026 and\u201d or \u201cSo\u2026 I was drinking\u201d this story is no different.\"DragonFly-Night-Club-by-Munge-Leung-Niagara-Falls-03\"<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n
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It\u2019s a cold winter night in Atlanta<\/a>. It\u2019s rained all day, so the air smells fresh and the wind is a bit strong. One of those nights that demand you wear a coat. A night when most people would stay in the comforts of their warm house, unless it was absolutely necessary to leave. But tonight nothing will keep me from hitting the town. It\u2019s been a long stressful week and I deserve the release! I chose to unleash my fury on the infamous \u201cLucky Lounge<\/a>\u201d. I\u2019ve never been before and besides I\u2019m newly single and ready to mingle. The night starts out like any other, over-crowded club, few drinks\u2026 and a little bit of tail-feather shaking. I excuse myself to the balcony to indulge myself in a Moore\u2026 the only thing that used to keep me sane and away from the porcelain while drinking. I spark up and start a conversation with a fellow Balcony Dweller. We refill our drinks and before I know it\u2026 we\u2019ve been talking for an hour. I have NO idea what we talked about for over an hour\u2026 but it must have been good! Next thing I know, Her boyfriend has joined our conversation and he\u2019s refilling our drinks. We\u2019re sitting on one of those plush leather couches with the big pillows facing the busy streets of downtown Atlanta. She\u2019s on my right chatting and every so often, she playfully places her hand on my thigh. Now at the time I had no idea she was coming on to me. I didn\u2019t even really realize how square I was until I began reminiscing on this night. Now her boyfriend is to the left of me, watching\u2026. Waiting. He occasionally pretends the music is too loud and starts to whisper in my ear. Making sure he nibbles a piece of my neck each time he departs from his devious attempts at seduction. All of a sudden, it\u2019s not so cold outside. As a matter-of-fact, it\u2019s feeling a bit steamy on this Balcony. I want to run, but I can\u2019t. My curiosity won\u2019t let me move a muscle. I\u2019m paralyzed by the thoughts of \u201cwhat\u2019s next?\u201d <\/span><\/div>\n
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So I\u2019m drunk and I \u2018m sitting on the balcony of this club. I\u2019m wedged between the desires of a Man to see his Woman with another Woman and the yearning of a Woman who wants to taste my sweet spot. ME\u2026. a square little sexually in-experienced prude left to make THIS decision. And this couple has invited me back to their house! No way in the world do I even posses the\u2026 BALLS necessary to go through with it. I politely decline, but these people are persistent. This woman begins to tell me how she can change my world with her lips and expand my horizons with her tongue. All while her boyfriend has taken the liberty of \u201cwarming me up\u201d. He\u2019s nibbling on my ears and kissing on my neck. I\u2019m starting to squirm. My feet are crossed and locked in a feeble attempt to keep my legs closed as tight as possible. I can feel the heat radiating from between my thighs. I feel like my insides may combust if I don\u2019t let some cool air in. I\u2019m afraid that I may come bust right here on this leather couch, if I don\u2019t keep it together (literally). But resistance is futile. My legs begin to part and her hand finds its way to the heat between my legs. She\u2019s caressing me so smoothly through my apparently thin leggings. I feel like she\u2019s touching me, finding my essence. All of this teasing is literally driving me insane. I keep telling myself to run but my body won\u2019t cooperate. She reaches her hand into my leggings and she finds what I\u2019ve been fighting to hide. My pool of excitement. She takes her time, like she trying to commit the route to memory. I\u2019m ashamed and excited all at the same time. I can\u2019t believe a Woman is giving me this much pleasure and I\u2019m allowing her to. Her man is whispering how sexy I am and how he can\u2019t wait to get me home. She\u2019s exciting herself by pleasuring me. And I just remember staring out into this city that had stolen my heart from the moment we met, thinking THIS is where people re-invent themselves. I want to let her take me there. I want to give in to my apprehensions and let her give me the release that my body seems to be demanding. I want to pretend that social stigmata don\u2019t exist. I hope that I\u2019m the type of person that seizes the moment and indulges themselves in all types of pleasurable acts. I don\u2019t want to wonder anymore if Women really do it better….. I want to know. I want to watch the mist fall over the city I love while my body spasms from an unexpected orgasm and rains in pleasure. But I\u2019m not yet that free and I can\u2019t do those things. And in an instant everything turns cold again and my fire dies. All my desire dissipates and all I\u2019m left with is shame. Decision made\u2026 motor skills returned. I collect myself and begin to walk away. Before I could complete the \u201cwalk of shame\u201d I turn back for one more glance at what could have been\u2026 if only I were someone else. My temptress places her fingers into her lover\u2019s mouth and they begin kissing. The only concise thought I can put together is\u2026 I need another drink.<\/span><\/div>\n

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