Ben put his and Holly's drinks down at Tricia and Linda's table.
"Hey hun, why don't you and your friends catch up, I'm gonna go hit the head," Ben said loud enough to be heard over the music.
As Ben turned to leave, Tricia grinned, an interesting plan coming to mind to give Holly a shock and have some fun while he was at it.
"Yeah, I better go too, all that dancing, you know," Tricia said to Linda, who looked rather downcast at the idea of being left alone with Holly again. However, Tricia knew Holly wouldn't be grinning for long if all went as planned.
Entering the bathroom shortly after Ben, Tricia waited until the other men inside exited and surreptitiously slid the garbage can under the door handle while Ben was obliviously finishing his business. Hearing Ben zip up his pants and wash his hands, Tricia leaned against the paper towel dispenser with a sly smile. Walking over, Ben finally noticed Tricia and grabbed a paper towel to wipe his hands.
"Looks like we both might get lucky tonight, huh?" Ben grinned at Tricia. Sliding over behind Ben, Tricia reached over and put a hand on the wall. Ben turned to find himself pinned in the corner by Tricia.
"Oh, I'd say we're both already pretty lucky," Tricia smirked, and before Ben could respond, bent down slightly and planted a warm kiss right on his mouth, Tricia's large hand reaching down into Ben's pants.
Tricia had liked Ben's looks from the start and was attracted by him, but the fact that in his current form Tricia was slightly taller and stronger than Ben excited him in a way he had never before experienced. While Ben had a muscled, athletic build, Tricia's current body was no pushover, hiding a wiry strength. For a moment, Ben was too stunned to react, his eyes wide open in surprise and shock. Using all his experience from encounters with prior boyfriends, Tricia concentrated on enticing Ben, and almost involuntarily, Ben found himself feeling aroused. For a second or two, he actually responded to Tricia's advances, the fact that Tricia was male not affecting his reaction.
Finally coming to himself, Ben pushed Tricia off of him and stumbled back against the trash can and door, nearly falling down. Panting and with a terrified look on his face, Ben stared at Tricia, who simply grinned predatorily. While stupified at Tricia's actions, Ben was more horrified with the fact that he found himself responding to them, even enjoying them. Shoving the trash can out of the way, Ben tore out of the bathroom and shoved his way to the exit of the club, a confused Holly catching sight of his exit and following after him. Straightening his shirt, Tricia confidently walked out of the bathroom and headed over to the table where Linda was still looking in the direction Holly had run off in.
"Everything okay?" Tricia asked.
"I'm not sure," Linda responded. "It looked like Ben just ran out."
"Yeah, I think he was feeling a bit uncomfortable," Tricia smiled toothily. "I'm sure it's nothing. Why don't we...