Seventeen

Alex

I watched helplessly as Martha grabbed her bag and purse and started walking past me, without so much as a backward glance.

My heart sank at that and I knew I had to act fast. So, I caught her hand, just right before she could leave and I said my piece.

Thankfully, she didn’t seem mad or anything, neither did she comment on my inappropriate request, but the blush on her cheeks was an answer enough.

Still, I couldn’t help but feel frustrated and irritated. I could only watch Martha walk away, I couldn’t even follow her out, due to the erection that I was sporting, that never died down since she arrived.

After a few minutes of sitting in silence and watching the half empty cafe, my hard-on finally grew flaccid enough for me to order take out.

Then, I left the café and drove straight to Vinz Club.

I parked my car in the employee parking lot, before stepping into the empty club.

Smooth jazz music played through the speakers and I found Dylan already behind the counter, wiping it