WOW! X (COMPLETE)

WOW! X Chapter 1

"Guilty," I replied with a wink and a cheeky grin. He bowed, kissed my hand like a Shakespearean actor and exited stage right. I have to admit I swooned a little... Ok a lot!

"So checking out Gary hey," Sandy ribbed me.

"Who wouldn't he is well hot," I said fanning myself like I was about to pass out.

We both laughed and threw our arms around each other in a girlie hug, squealing. You wouldn't think we'd only seen each other this afternoon.

Although we had only known each other for 3 short months Sandy and I were fast becoming best friends. Maybe being the only two blondes in the office with brains as well as beauty made us perfect for each other. She has long sandy coloured hair to match her name and blue eyes encased in thick, long black eyelashes which people sometimes mistook for fake but they were 100% real. She was dressed in faded jeans and a turquoise top with sequins down the cleavage, it brought out her eyes perfectly. I too had long blonde hair and blue eyes. We were both models and between gigs we worked at a modelling agency.

Even though I had been blessed with good looks, I had to work at being beautiful. Sandy didn't, she was a natural. You wouldn't know it though as she wasn't big headed in the slightest.

"Oh quick come and I'll introduce you to everyone," she said dragging me by the hand with more force than Gary had.

Her hand was slim, perfectly manicured with naturally long oval shaped nails. Gary's were definitely the hands of a weightlifter, big square, tanned, veins rippling across the top with short, strong man nails. I love a good set of 'man hands'!

"I hope you are not going to introduce me to 'everyone', as that would take all night and I was hoping to down at least enough drinks to make myself comfortably numb," I joked.

"Fine priorities first, we'll hit the bar, have a few shots and then dance a little before we spend the rest of the night throwing up," Sandy joked back.

"Oh I love it when a plan comes together," I replied.

"We're the A team!" Sandy shouted and we danced off to the bar singing the theme tune (very badly) followed by some Mr T impression, 'I pity the fool' and 'Crazy fool'.

"I can't believe you have a bar!" I was totally impressed.

"Yeah well my mum likes a drink or three, when she's home, and as my family is the size of the 'Von Trapp family' I tend to hit it myself sometimes, just so I can get some sleep in this madhouse".

From her tone I didn't think her mum was about a lot and if she was they weren't as close as I was with mine. I would have to ask her about her family sometime I knew it was big but never quite got around to the specifics. For now we concentrated on necking a row of five shots each and went to shake my bootie.

We jumped around to various tracks and by the time Michael Jackson came on, the shots had the desired affect and I was at the stage where I remembered the video and mimicked some of the moves and threw in a few John Travolta's for the hell of it.

Others had started joining in and a photographer popped out like a paparazzi and started taking pictures. My mind was trying to process what was happening; I was used to having my photo taken at work but not a house party.

Sandy leaned into me and said "That's the photographer I hired, quick lets pose." I threw caution to the wind and went all 'Charlie's Angels' on his ass. Sandy joined in with her friend Melanie, who I had met a few dances ago.

I got brave with the drink and asked the photographer if I could take some shots and he agreed. Sandy was dancing with some of our work colleagues who had arrived fresh from a shoot, they all started posing and mucking about and it quickly turned obscene with 'doggy style poses' as I clicked away with the camera shouting "Work it baby, work it". I was having a ball and had no inhibitions whatsoever.

I gave back the camera and received my congratulatory hugs from my gang of friends who called me 'Hilarious' and 'Wild'. I took them as a compliment and went back to the bar for a top up shot or three. I didn't want this numbness wearing off and I was willing to risk getting legless in the process.

I was leaning over the bar, talking to the barman who was bent down filling the drinks cabinet and asking for a few shots when I felt someone come up behind me and grab around me waist. I panicked because I though I was going to fall on the barman so I grabbed the bar with both hands and gasped out loud trying to steady myself. Just then a camera flashed and I knew whoever it was behind me was now in a picture with me looking like I was 'taking it' over the bar.

I heard the laugh which I recognised as Gary, his manly hands firmly gripping my hips and he was pressed right up against my backside.

"Erm whose violating who now?" I quipped in a school matron tone.

"Just feeding your fantasies, plus you were asking for it hanging over the bar like that. Your obscene!" he said with cheeky grin and one raised eyebrow.

I could tell from the smile he was daring me to get into a banter with him. So I obliged.

"You were being a pervert more like, trying to take advantage of a poor innocent girl," I batted my eyelashes and smiled like a maid who had just been taken advantage of by the master.

"Phhuuuww the girl who came in shaking like a scared rabbit might have been innocent but the one knocking those shots back is not!" he said with a smirk.

I playfully slapped his arm and acted dismayed at his accusation.

"Hey cheeky, don't make me get my 'pet behave' spray out of my bag. And I'll have you know there is nothing wrong with a shaking rabbit, ask any girl in here." That was it, our friendship had entered the smutty innuendo level.

He threw his head back and laughed, it was like watching an amused god. He was easy on the eye and easy to get along with. I don't know if I would have been so accommodating if any other party goer had tried to give me a quick 'back scuffle' over the bar. Mind you that is the most action I had seen in a long time.

Sandy came bounding over with the camera screaming "You two come see, just look at that," and showed us the picture on the screen. It looked hilarious and I couldn't help but fall into hysterics with everyone else. The photographer took the camera back and started taking candid shots of us laughing our asses off.

"Please, please don't post that on facebook," I begged and turned back to the bar where the line of shots was ready.

We all picked up one, shouted 'Salou' and swung it back. After a few head shakes and 'Gah' noises we heard a track that made us all shout 'Tune' like a bunch of ravers as we danced off to the dance floor. I found myself hoping that no-one was videoing my 'dance to the dance floor moves'.

Gary was a great dancer, which I was shocked at because usually guys with athletic builds are quite bumbly on the dance floor. He wasn't afraid to make a fool out of himself and then I noticed it... Sandy was doing the 'coy eye look' and would barely make eye contact with him. He on the other hand couldn't take his eyes off her. I felt like I was watching a mating ritual on the Discovery Channel and quickly felt like a spare wheel. So I made and excuse to go the loo and legged it before she could say she was coming with me. Leaving them to dance together. Who needs match.com when you've got me eh?

This party is a right crack. Can't believe I was nervous at the beginning. Now I was walking around and people were saying hi to me and introducing themselves. I was quite happy to stop and talk to them, explaining how I know Sandy and how I have a tendency to make a fool of myself when I have a drink.

I was talking to a bunch of girls from the agency when one of them made a high pitched squealing noise.

"Oh my god he's here!" she was half hysterical.

"Who," I asked, but all the girls seem to have been put under some spell. Some took quick intakes of breath as if to calm themselves down, others joined in with the squealing and it got the point where only dogs could hear them.

Sod this for a game of soldiers, I really did need a wee now so I made a quick exit before some big headed model or photographer came over and the girls all fawned over him. Vomit inducing!

So I made a plan. Wee, bar, boogie!