My boyfriend and I spoke and planned that tonight we’d finally try our plan after talking about it for a few weeks.
I dressed up in a tight fitting black dress that clung to my body. He loved to see me in it. It went half way down my thighs and he wouldn’t let me wear panties tonight. I knew that my dress riding up or me bending over meant being exposed. He was thrilled with the idea.
He did a couple of shots before we left, which left me driving. Alcohol hits me quickly, so we waited to get to the bar before taking out the bottle and chugging it all between the two of us. All the while he couldn’t keep his hands off of me, sliding up my thighs and groping me. I returned the favor now that we were stopped and rubbed his hardening bulge. Our lips would come together and dance as the alcohol became stronger and stronger on our breath. Our tongues darting into each other’s mouths and our hands exploring our bodies got me feeling really needy and he knows I HATE waiting.
Suddenly he tells me to wait for a few minutes before following him. He gets out of the car and goes into the bar. I waited, feeling the nerves starting to kick in. I kept drinking from our bottle until I started to feel my head spinning and figured that would be a good sign to stop for a bit.
I walked in and see the crowd of people. He’s not fond of crowds, so I immediately scan the crowd looking for him. I spot him sitting at the bar with a drink in his hand, watching the dance floor. His eyes were already on me and he grinned, giving me the okay.
I stop at the bar and order a drink, planning on making it last a while. I look over to my boyfriend, but he’s got his eyes on the dance floor, scouting out the people, I’m sure.
I take a moment to close my eyes and take it all in, but the alcohol I’ve had makes me dizzy as I do so. I take my drink and step down towards the floor and I look out. It’s hard to tell who’s coupled up at this point. Girls and guys are standing together or mixed. A few braver guys are out on the dance floor trying to show off. A handful of girls are out falling all over each other and dancing with the guys. I feel the urge to dance, so I step down and make my way to the edge of the group.
For the most part it was uneventful. Songs came and went and I felt myself beginning to sober up, but I continued enjoying the feeling of being loose and just dancing to the music. I glanced over at my boyfriend and he nodded his head off to the side. I followed his gaze and saw one guy with his eyes locked on me. I felt myself stare for a moment, still feeling a little slow to react from all of the drinks I’d had. He wasn’t dancing. Just standing on the side and watching, drink in hand. He was wearing black jeans and a black button up. I secretly glanced his way a couple of times and noticed he was still watching me.
I swallowed nervously, but decided to make my way over to him. I kept my hands up and kept swaying to the music as it transitioned into another loud pump up jump song. Great. I get to the edge of the dance floor right in front of him and continue dancing. I’m jumping and beating my fist in the air when I look over and see him hungrily looking up and down my body. I turn my back to him and keep dancing along with everybody else. As the song is nearing it’s close and the DJ swaps to something more grindy, I feel him behind me. I turn around to the rhythm of the music and give him a look, but keep my head up and keep turning to finish my circle.
Suddenly I feel his hands on my sides. He’s matching my movements as we sway back and forth. My heart is racing like crazy. He hasn’t pressed his body into mine yet, but his body acts as my shadow. When I go down he lowers too. Back and forth, side to side. I look over to my boyfriend who’s watching us intently. He’s biting his lip. His hand is in his lap, probably trying to discreetly touch himself. He nods to me.
I press my hips back against his and immediately feel him tense up. His hands clutch me tightly and his body presses firmly against mine. We keep dancing. I grind against him. I’m can’t even hear the music at this point and I feel the adrenaline pumping through me. I feel his bulge start to swell against my ass as I work it up and down him. I feel him begin to hump back against me too. There’s no more beating around the bush. He’s completely dry humping me on the dance floor in front of everybody.
I hear the song conclude and I slow down. I reach back and rub my hand up and down his hard on. I turn to him and say, “Thanks for the dance!” I’m so turned on now, but have to get back to my boyfriend who I’m certain can’t wait to get me back.
I dart back towards the bar where he’s seated without giving the guy a chance to respond. I make eye contact with my boyfriend and we just lock on as I walk towards him. As I reach him I put my hand on his thigh hoping to tease his boner a little bit too and I reach forward and kiss him deeply. His hands immediately grab my ass and grope me hard. He spreads me open. If somebody was in the right place at the right time I’m sure they would have gotten a peak. We make out for a couple of minutes before he grabs my head and says, “Let’s go home!”
I turn back to see if that guy is still around but I don’t see him. I’d hoped he’d follow over and continue grinding me while I was with my man, but he was nowhere to be found after that.
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