I am hurt, lonely, and horny. I don't need to be in this state in this situation, I didn't need this aggravation."We're kind of in the same boat", she...said.I nodded my head slightly to affirm what she said."I know it was more than that with you and Amy but.....it's been awhile huh", she asked.I drew in a breath,"Yeah", I said while breathing out and and looking down at the table."Maybe we can help each other out", she said.My eyes immediately went from the table to her. She didn't have a smile. Shari couldn't help going all warm and wet between her thighs as she rode the elevator up to the top floor, where the executive suites were located. She remembered when he had nearly fucked her in the elevator, and then had taken her to the executive washroom and really screwed her hard.The memory made her quiver. After all the heated fucking she had been through since then, she wondered why remembering Brad doing it to her should make her so hot. But there was no getting around it. Her cunt. Then he softly pats my ass and says, "time for coffee baby!" I laugh and say, "pour me a cup to go, baby, I'm going to be late for work, thanks to you!"As I grab my keys and purse getting ready to leave, I hear. " Bye, baby, be amazing today and come back to me."I wouldn't know that was going to be the last time I heard his voice. Had I known, I would have never let him go.Twenty minutes later, my world was shattered. My black Camaro was hit hard on the driver's side door. Glass flew. Club 54 was more local in orientation, meaning more neighborhood bar than urban sex oriented meat market. I needed meat not a conversation. Adult bookstores are different, way different. People go to an adult bookstore for sex in one way or another. There are the consumer types, looking for cock rings, vibrators, dildos, videos, anal lube, trashy lingerie, photo CDs and magazines. The consumer type goes in, buys their shit and goes off to party. Then, there is my target.