Post by Austen Blackwell on Mar 22, 2018 0:01:15 GMT -5
The party was winding down. Austen said his goodbyes to Donovan, Adam, Shawn, James, and Carter. The group of guys headed out one after another as it got later into the evening. Some of them wanted to get home to their girls, others simply wanted to head back before it got too late. Carter was nice enough to bring a stripper for the party. She was not the best looking stripper, but Robbie figured the more they got Austen drunk the more he would realize she was more of a ten than a six and a half. Inside of Robbie’s apartment outside of Los Angeles that he shares with his girlfriend Stacy, he and Austen sat on the couch. Some music was going. Hunter, another cousin, and Mateo, AB’s half brother, were cleaning up.
Robbie: Boy do I have a plan for you tonight.
The fridge was stocked with beers to start the night. It was more than half gone as Austen was not entirely gone, but definitely feeling good.. Music was playing on the Bluetooth speaker as the stripper had danced a bit for the guys but Robbie had a private dance in mind.
Robbie: Can you stand, AB?
Austen: Yeah. why?
Robbie: Well, let’s get you up. I got more more present for you.
Austen: Nah man, you don’t need to give me anymore stuff.
Hunter and Mateo laugh as they knew exactly what Robbie had in mind. The stripper, who went by Tawny, waiting in the guest room.
Robbie: Come on. It’s in the guest room. Come on, AB.
Austen finally stood up and staggered to the guest room. Robbie helped to shove Austen onto the bed as he darted out of the room and closed the door. He knew that Austen would never do anything to screw things up with Mercedes, but a private dance? What could the harm be?
Robbie: He has no clue.
They all three hear some talking as they finish cleaning up. About fifteen minutes later it begins to get a little quiet in the bedroom. The three guys try to listen in as they begin to make out some of the conversation.
Tawny: Yeah. Right there.
Austen: You like that?
Tawny: Mmhmm. That sounds great.
Robbie looks over to Hunter and Mateo, the three men look a bit shocked.
Austen: Is that too big?
Tawny: I think I can handle it.
Austen: You are more experienced that I realize.
Tawny: Don’t judge a book, sweetie.
The three guys cannot believe it. Was Austen? No way. He wouldn’t.
Austen: You want some more?
Tawny: Please.
Austen: Ask nicely.
Tawny: Please Austen, can I have some more?
Robbie whispers: No way. This can’t…..
The three guys bust into the room as Austen and Tawny are sitting on the edge of the bed with their phones in their hands.
Austen: What the hell-
Robbie: What are you two doing?
Austen turns his phone around and shows that they are sharing music on Spotify.
Austen: She was my Spotify playlist and was digging it, so we were sharing some music.
Hunter: Seriously?
Mateo starts to belly laugh.
Robbie: So you and her…
Austen: Robbie? Seriously? No. I love Mercedes. I am getting married soon. I am not some sort of horn dog.
Robbie: Well, have back at it.
Robbie closes the door slowly.
Robbie: Well, this party was lame….