Chapter three: What responsibilities?

**Nudity and sexual references below

Veronica had made her way down to her favorite joint, Eugi's. It wasn't too full, but that was alright with her. As long as the bartender was behind the counter that's all that mattered. She motioned for the bartender's attention and ordered her first of many drinks. 

"Coming right up." The bartender responded. 

As soon as the glass made contact with Veronica's fingers, it was brought quickly to her awaiting lips. She sighed happily as the liquid slid down her throat. She finished in no time and called for another. The lady honored her request and a new drink was made for her. 

Patrons were starting to come in more by Veronica's fourth drink. She didn't want to be swarmed by the crowd so she made her way to the dance floor on the other side. The area was pretty empty except for an older gentleman sitting by his lonesome. She noticed his eyes kept darting back and forth to her. She smiled his way and continued to dance.

She could tell he was a bit of a loner and obviously was here for the first time. She wondered if she should approach him or just continue to dance. The alcohol in her system pretty much turned off her logical thoughts and she found herself walking towards his table.

"Did you like what you saw?" She asked seductively as she leaned down to his level. The guy opened his mouth to respond but nothing came out. He reached his hand up to adjust his glasses nervously.
"Come here often?" She asked. He shook his head telling her no.
"Well how about we get out of here?" She asked boldly. The guys eyes almost doubled in size. The reaction didn't bother Veronica. She just fluttered her eyes at him.
Say something! She thought impatiently. At last he answered her question.
"Sure" He squeaked out.

Veronica reached down and slid her hand in his. He gently wrapped his around hers and the duo left the club. Veronica hailed a cab and asked her new friend to give the Cabbie directions to his place. She couldn't take him home with her children there. They pulled up to a small home which was practically half way across town.

He nervously opened his front door and lead her inside. She followed his lead and her eyes took in the interior. It was plainly designed, but not surprising for such a lonely man. They didn't take much time talking. Veronica tried, but the man's lips were practically sealed. He nodded or shook his head in response 90% of the time and when he actually spoke it was in a mumble. 

Veronica quickly grew tired of the dead-end conversation and quit trying. She began to undress herself and the guy watched her with hungry eyes. She smirked. She stopped once she got down to her underwear. She instructed the man to follow suit and he did with shaky hands. 

She guided the man's hand over to her body and he began to explore it. Shortly after he brought his other hand into the game. Veronica noticed the bulge forming in his underwear and so she stopped him and asked where the bedroom was. He pointed towards the door and they walked inside. 

Their clothes were completely shed and the man must have shook away his nerves because he took the lead. By this time Veronica's buzz was fading and she was coming back to reality. It was a little too late though. She tried to hide the disgust in her face as she watched the man make one final grunt before collapsing onto her. She felt as if all the air was taken away from her body as he began to slip off of her. He kissed her one final time and held her close to his body. 

I guess I'll have to wait until he's sleep. She thought. She placed her hand on his chest and watched as his eyes closed. She tried to focus on his breathing and wait until she could remove herself from him and leave. It was pretty hard to do when all she could imagine was watching him thrust into her and saying "Ohh and ahh" as if that turned her on. It was sobering times like this when she really regretted drinking. Nevertheless she always found herself with a drink in her hand.