I was only there that night because a friend of mine needed a wing man. I was supposed to be working on my projects but I owed him one. He said we sho...ld meet at the train station near the party at 8.30. I prepared leisurely, I was going for a friend to a most likely shitty house party so didn’t feel like stretching to my A game. I wore my old faithful pair of dark indigo Levi’s, some Doc Martens, a black stretch fit undershirt and a grey pinstripe shirt. About as much effort as was needed I. "I like girls a lot more than guys. Eric was just at the right place at the right time for me to even consider fooling around with him. If I'm going to do any messing around on this trip, I'm going to mess around with a girl." So you, Eric, and James didn't have a three way at school the other day?" he stated.I blinked at that, then said, "Okay, we did. But that was different. Eric was... pushing my buttons a little while I was kind of upset. It won't happen again." So you think now, but Eric. At 6 foot tall, the stud of German descent towered over her. He was gorgeous, with strong broad shoulders and a masculine jawline.He ran his big hands across her delicate shoulders and leaned in for a kiss on her lips, slowly pulling down her top until it draped over her feet.Her sun-kissed olive skin felt like velvet in his hands. She stood in place motionless, wondering about how this night was going to change her. She knew he wanted her and she wanted him just as much.“Are you nervous?” he. By the end of the night, I had handed him a last beer with what I thought was a dazzling smile. "Make sure you use that napkin," I said. He looked at me as clueless as ever.Luckily for me, I was halfway across the room when he discovered that I had written my name and phone number down on the napkin. "Cool," he yelled so loudly that everyone in the room turned to look at him.I continued serving drinks as if I had no idea what was going on. I saw my supervisor looking at him just as everyone.