The continuing saga of Jim

I took Jim back to his apartment and sat with his friends while he made me breakfast. I felt extremely seedy. We had breakfast and I drove him and his friend Ryan to a pool hall to play pool. I am terrible at it so I had a diet coke and watched them and lazed around on a couch at the bar. I still felt awful, and because I had the housewarming party to go to and I still needed to buy a birthday cake for the party I decided to leave them to it, buy a cake and have a sleep to feel a little more human.
I arrived at the party at around 7:30pm (about an hour later than most of the other people). There was a bowl of lemon slices, a container of salt and a bottle of tequila, along with a spread of different canapes and drinks. "Hi Ann, it's your turn for a tequila shot... We all had one when we came so now it's your turn." Said one of the guests, whom I did not know very well. I asked Emma if it was true "Yes," she replied. "We've all had some." After a huge evening with excessive vodka consumption the night before, I knew I would be drunk in a very short time. Another friend Elaine arrived and joined me in tequila with lemon and salt. I texted Jim to see if he was going to come to the party. He kept insisting on phoning me back. He was very drunk, had a bit of a stutter and a strong Irish accent. I was also drunk and as a result everything he said just sounded like he was speaking gibberish. He was getting extremely frustrated and was yelling at me over the phone. I just laughed at him and hung up. Eventually he arrived at the party and i want down the stairs to meet him. I apologised and hugged him. He apologised and told me that he thought I looked gorgeous. I had opted to wear a skirt and low cut blouse and leave my specs on rather than wear my contact lenses. Really not what I usually go for. We both proceeded to get hideously drunk. Elaine and I finshed the tequila, then moved onto vodka and then once we started to drink wine, we both felt very sick. We each moved to a couch and began to fall asleep. As I was drifting off I heard a few words of comment from Jim. He said something about tits and pussy to one of my friends and I heard a pause of silence from my friends. I sat bolt upright "Jim, those are my friends, stop being rude!" I fell straight back down and went to sleep. I still can't remember exactly what was said. I felt him nudge me awake later and tell me that he was going home. I apologised for being so drunk and he kissed my forehead and left.
He texted me the next day and told me that he thought I looked so sexy that night. I couldn't wait to see him again. My friends also took me aside and told me that they thought he was really rude. Alannah was extremely offended by him and advised me that I could do better...

The following week it was Emma's birthday and we decided to surprise her with a dinner at a new restaurant in town. We dressed in our nicest cocktail dresses and had a fantastic dinner, cocktails and champagne.
We decided to continue our evening in the usual fashion by going to a few clubs. I sent Jim a text message to see if he wanted to join us. He said he might and he would text me later if he felt like coming out. At 10:30pm he texted me to say that he felt sick and didn't feel like coming out. I saw his friend Dave from the previous week and we talked for about 15 minutes whilst we were waiting at the bar. I sat in the smoking area with my vodka and cranberry and a gorgeous, gorgeous guy started talking to me. His name was Nick, and he played football. He was 23 and had piercing blue eyes. I was not really that interested in hooking up, I just wanted to have fun with my friends. But eventually Nick kissed me and asked if I wanted to go somewhere more private. I thought "Why not?" He asked how old I was and I told him 32. He was slightly horrified, but not really deterred. We went to the hotel room where he was staying, which ended up being a shared room in a hostel. I was a bit freaked out because there was someone else sleeping in the room. We lay in his bed and he began to touch me and lift my dress. "Wait, wait!" I gasped, but it was too late. He had just found my nanna undies which I had on to stop bulges through my black silk cocktail dress. "What the fuck!!" he said, roughly. "Just turn the other way. Just be a few seconds" I said brightly. I quickly whipped off the offending article and grabbed his hand and placed it on my thigh. "All gone," I whispered.
He was very dexterous with his fingers and I came twice before we decided that we felt too uncomfortable with someone else in the room and decided to go back to my house. We walked to my car and drove back to my house. The whole time while I drove his hand never moved from between my legs. I came again till I gasped for him to stop because I knew we would have an accident if he kept going. We had sex three times when we got back to my room and we fell asleep. The next day, I had to go interstate for work for a week again. Nick and I awoke and he went to the bathroom. My phone was flashing that I had a text message. I checked it and it was Jim. He texted me at 8am to ask if I had a good night out... I wasn't sure what to make of it. Such an early message? Had Dave seen me leave with Nick and told Jim? I texted back "Yeah, it was a pretty good night," and sent it as Nick came back into my bed and began to touch me again...
I dropped Nick back at his hostel and went home and contiued packing to leave later that night.
I still don't know if Dave told Jim about Nick.....