Amy’s Night Out

Amy was still glowing from her liaison with Dan and was in a definite and flirty mood that night in the bar.

She used all of her enchantment and skills to fulfil her carnal desires, but, in honesty her mind was somewhere else and she left the bar alone.

Not drunk, no, she thought as she teetered slightly on her way back to her flat. The street lights blurry to her eyes as she walked along the high street, a quick right and down the cut through to the back roads.

Giggling as she almost bounced off the sides of the fence she did not notice the man a few paces behind her. She certainly wouldn’t have remembered him as the alcohol had dulled her memory despite her time teasing him in the bar. She stopped suddenly and almost laughed out loud, she’d bumped into the lamppost halfway down the alley – she knew she’d pay for her indulgence tomorrow morning. Drinking on a school night was naughty, but, nice.

Her thoughts were interrupted as a hand grasped her shoulder and turned her back to the fence. “Hello you” she slurred as another hand landed on her other shoulder, his beer soaked breath close to her. Without invitation he kissed her roughly, holding the back of her head so she had no choice. She tried to push him away, but, his hold was too strong for her drunk efforts.

“Get the fuck off me”, she tried to sound convincing but was either too drunk or too pliable to be that convincing. He left her lips and kissed her neck, roughly, almost biting her neck his hands held her hips tight to the fence. They grabbed her dress, cute, off the peg, but, expensive; and slowly pulled it above her waist revealing her black satin panties, suspenders and laddering stockings.

“Whoa I think not” Amy said, but, his hand didn’t stop.