Jason had taken me dancing, and being so close to him all night, grinding against him, had gotten me kind of hot.

I don’t mean sweaty hot, although I was that, too, but “couldn’t keep my hands off him” hot. I was so turned-on that I knew there was no way I could wait till we got home to be with him.

I’d never done it in public before, but I told Jason to come with me and I led him back to the bathrooms. The women’s bathroom, I knew, was off-limits. The club was crowded that night, which meant there would be more than a few girls in there either touching up their makeup or gossiping with friends. The men’s room, on the other hand, seemed like a safe bet. I told him to go in and see if it was empty, and when he came back to the door to say it was, I pushed past him and guided him to the last stall at the far end of the small bathroom.

Jason was clearly shocked by my sudden desire for public sex, but he wasn’t about to turn me down, and he let me take the lead. Once the door to the stall was closed behind us, I started on his belt and tugged at his pants. He helped me, unbuckling his belt and letting me unzip his fly. I pulled his cock out and stroked it a few times, getting him hard, then asked him if he had a condom in his wallet. He did, so he sheathed his dick while I pulled off my panties.

I turned around so my back was to the door and pulled Jason toward me, then hopped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. While I held on to his shoulders, he guided his dick to my pussy and eased the head in. As soon as I felt it nudging my slit, I wiggled a little to ease him inside, and he pulled me down farther until he was all the way in.

He pushed me against the door a little harder, and I wrapped my arms tight around his shoulders to give myself some leverage. It was the first time I’d had sex standing up, or in a bathroom, but I caught on pretty quickly as to what needed to be done to get us both off. As he pumped his hips, I rocked myself in time to his strokes, adding to the arousing sensations.

We were really going at it, my back slamming against the door, and I forgot where we were. But before we’d reached our climaxes, the main bathroom door opened and I heard a couple of guys come in. I panicked and stopped moving, but Jason continued to stroke in and out of me, and when I realized the guys weren’t paying any attention to us, I relaxed. After they left, it only took a few more strokes to get me off. I kissed Jason hard as I came, needing to silence myself, and he grunted a few moments later as he came, too.

While he watched the main door, I straightened my hair and touched up my lipstick, and when he gave me the all-clear, we ducked out of the bathroom and went to the bar for one last drink before calling it a night.