We danced together in a tight space where we had to rub against each other just to move. It was very erotic and exciting. She smiled into my eyes and began caressing my body as we danced.
I felt the music flow through me. It directed my motion and emotions. The rest of the world went away. Just me and her dancing in sensuous proximity. Touching, teasing, flowing with the music.
It is the small moments that make life worth living. The looks and caresses that bond us together. I felt I could dance here for the rest of the night, and be happy. Molly has barely said anything to me, but I felt like I like her. I don't know why.
As we were dancing close, she felt me up. I wondered who this woman is. She is so enticing and beautiful. Some women just ooze with seduction. They do not even have to try, you just feel it radiate off of them. She is so cute, red hair, freckles everywhere, big blue eyes that you can get lost in. She looks like she is drawn or sculpted, almost like a cartoon. She caressed me in a way that drew me in rather than put me off. Her smile is intoxicating.
She pulled me into her and we kissed, long and slow. I returned the pull, and gave her my tongue to let her know I was into it. Her hand moved down my back. She held my ass in her hands as she worked her tongue inside my mouth. Our breasts were touching. I was aware of my body and hers, no one else mattered in that moment.
I could feel my passion for her growing by the second. I wanted to go down on her. I still want to go down on her when I think about it.
We broke from the kiss and laughed with a smile. She grabbed my breast and pulled my pelvis into hers while staring into my eyes with a lustful smile. She began working herself against my leg. I did the same, grabbing her ass to pull her into me. I leaned in, and began licking her neck. The music changed but we just kept grinding together. I wanted her inside me. I felt like we could merge into one being.
We continued to move to the music, rubbing against each other, while kissing and licking, fondling and squeezing. The dancers flowed around us.
When we finally went back to the table I wondered if this had been planned by the two of them. They were all smiles as we returned. I waited for the comment.
“So you two seem to be getting along.”, he said with a smile. It sure seemed planned.
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