Just Visiting

Sloan woke up slowly, his caramel eyes focusing on the unfamiliar room he was in. Sitting up in the large bed he tried to recall where he was and how he had gotten there. As the covers fell down his naked body he remembered instantly, he was still at Rae’s house. He looked around the room but the woman was no where to be found. Sloan got up out of the bed and wrapped the sheet around his waist before walking out of the room to find Rae. Upon reaching the kitchen and still not having found her Sloan took a seat at the table giving himself time to think.

What was wrong with him? He only met Rae twice and he just agreed to date her last night; and right after he had sex with her?! Sloan rested his head on his arms that lay on the table; His last boyfriend had been right, he was a slut. Not only that his sexuality was put into question. He was suppose to be gay, boys turned him on and NORMALLY girls did not. But Rae had proved him wrong last night…

Sloan blushed upon recalling the event, he had to admit that he enjoyed it far more than he had with his last boyfriend. Sloan jumped slightly as a soft hand was placed on the back of his neck. He sat up from his slouched position to turn around and look at Rae.

Her face held a look that seemed apologetic. She shouldn’t look at him like that, she had done nothing wrong; it was all him. “Are you ok?”

Sloan began to relax as Rae’s fingers began to lightly rub the back of his neck, “I’ll be fine.”

Rae frowned and sat next to Sloan at the table. “Are you having second thoughts about what happened last night?” She asked in a sad tone.

He turned to face her in a quick motion, “NO! I-I enjoyed last night, really!” He fiddled with the sheet that covered his lap, “Its just, I thought I was gay. This changes a lot of things for me.”

Rae moved her hand from his neck to run it through his dark messy locks on top his head; Sloan leaned into the touch and sighed at the comfort it gave him. “Don’t worry about it so much; So your bi-sexual, big deal. As long as you love someone I don’t see a problem with changing your sexuality.”

Sloan blushed as he looked into Rae’s confidant blue eyes. Did he love her? She smiled at him, her hand moving to caress his cheek and his heart fluttered, it sure felt like he was. She leaned forward and placed a kiss on his forhead, then his cheek, and lightly on his lips, “Why don’t you head home? Take a shower, get relaxed and just think on it. I will call you later for a date.”

Sloan nodded and leaned forward to kiss her on the lips, making her chuckle “I’ll see you later then.”
Rae nodded as Sloan went to the bedroom to get dressed and head home.


Rae had been planning the date since Sloan had said yes to asking her out. She wanted to take Sloan to one of the gay clubs she visited often; it was clean, they played good music, and she knew the owners. It would be perfect. Later that night Rae picked up her phone and text Sloan:

My house: 9:30. Wear something hot, we’re going clubbing.


She waited and after a few minutes she got his response:

Can’t wait.

She grinned devilishly as she went to her room to pick out her own outfit. She needed something that would strike his interest, but what?

She looked through the closet: skirts were out of the question along with jeans. She wanted something that he wouldn’t normally see her in. Suddenly Rae came upon some black leather and grinned widely. That would work. She slipped on the tight leather pants and found a green tube top to pull over her bra-less breasts. Over that she put on a black fish net top. Finding her lucky leather boots with several buckles she slipped them on. Her outfit was almost complete, all she had to do was her hair and some make-up.


Sloan pulled up to Rae’s driveway at 9:29. He wanted to be on time, but he was nervous. Taking a deep breath he got out of his car and walked up to Rae’s door and knocked. What would she think of his outfit? Would she approve? He heard someone rushing and then the door opened and Sloan couldn’t help but stare at the woman in front of him. She looked dominate: the leather that covered her hugged her hips and legs like a second skin, the boots she wore only made her taller; The fish-net top was alluring, showing off glimpses of her fair skin and the green tube top made her breasts seem larger.

He looked up, her eyes covered in black kohl and her hair fell in smooth waves around her face. She smiled, showing beautiful white teeth and he blushed as he noticed her gaze devouring him.

“You wore my skirt?” She asked as she looked down at Sloan.

Sloan fiddled with the end of the black skirt, its frills ending just above his knees. He wore a tight black top that covered his chest with straps, revealing small glimpses of his tanned chest. “I thought you would like it.”
He gasped as Rae put her arm around his waist and pulled him against her body. His hands instinctively went out and grabbed her hips for balance. Rae leaned down so that her lips were next to his ear and she whispered, “Of course I like it, the only problem is trying not to devour you in public.”

She nipped lightly at his ear, making him shiver as she pulled away. She cleared her throat, though when she spoke she still sounded a bit husky, “The club opens at 10:00. We should get going.”

Sloan nodded and followed Rae to her car. The drive was silent and Sloan couldn’t help but play with the fabric of his skirt. What would the people at the club think of him in a skirt? Would they laugh at him? Probably. Would they try to grope him? That was more likely than the laughing. He jumped slightly as Rae put her hand on his knee.

“Why are you nervous?” She asked worriedly.
“I’ve never, worn a skirt to a club.”

Rae moved her hand up his skirt, her hand stilling on his upper thigh, making Sloan gulp nervously. “Don’t worry. If anyone tries to grope you, I will be sure to rip of their hand for you.”

“Thanks.” He let out the word breathily as her thumb rubbed his thigh before pulling away to lay on the steering wheel. His heart was already pounding and his stomach curling with fiery lust, it was going to be a long night.

It was exactly 10:00 when Rae pulled up to the club, and Sloan’s stomach began to knot in worry. Not because of him wearing a skirt, no this time it was because this was the same club he had met Rick at; his ex-boyfriend.


Rae noticed Sloan’s tense behavior the moment they reached the club. As they got out of the car and walked up to the building, she wrapped her arm around the boy and pulled him close, hoping her close contact would help calm him down. After they got inside and had their cards scanned, Sloan began to calm down. His body was less tense and he wrapped his arm around Rae’s waist. That was better.

Rae took a seat at one of the clubs bars and Sloan too the seat next to her. “Normally people don’t show up until 11:00 so we will be the only ones here for awhile.”

Sloan let out a sigh of relief. “That’s great.”

Rae placed her hand on top of Sloan’s and he turned to look at her, “Is everything ok?”

He nodded and gave her a fake smile which made her frown, “Its nothing, don’t worry about it.”

Rae continued to stare at the boy until his eyes faltered and looked away. “Alright then.” She sighed, what was it that he couldn’t tell her? That he was having second thoughts? That he really didn’t want to come with her? She turned her gaze down and noticed him fiddling with his skirt again and she couldn’t help but smirk. The act was so innocent yet it turned her on. Every move of his fingers would inch the skirt up just a little higher, she had to turn away.
“Would you like a drink?” She asked Sloan.

“Yes, that would be nice.” He said.

Rae grinned and ordered them both some Blueberry margaritas to start off the night. Rae tried to calm Sloan down and get him ‘mellowed-out’ by having small conversation.

“How’s your job going so far?” She asked mixing her margarita.

“It sucks. I work the hardest yet I don’t get any rises like the others do. I even take in late calls right when I am about to clock out!” Sloan took a mad sip of his drink and smirked at it, “wow, that’s really good.”

Rae blushed at his smirk, for it wasn’t fake, “That sounds horrible. Why don’t you just tell him no?”

Sloan shrugged and took another drink, licking his lips, “I guess I keep hoping that my boss will notice how much potential I have.”

Rae licked her own lips before taking a sip of her margarita. “Well tell him no next time. Tell him he can suck your cock for all you care!”

Sloan stared at her wide eyed, his cheeks reddening, “That’s gross.”

Rae laughed and it seemed to make Sloan perk up. Rae got up, “I have to go to the restroom. Stay here and don’t run off with anybody.”

Sloan smiled, “Don’t worry, I won’t.”