Midnight Dance

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It was nearing the midnight hour, and the party was winding down. I'd been eyeing this girl most of the night, and thus far hadn't found the courage to ask her to dance. The dance would be the last of the party, many had taken to the floor and would end at the stroke of midnight. Time was ticking by, and it had to be now or never.

Although several guys had approached her, thankfully none had been accepted. Sucking in my breath I stepped up to her.

“Would you like to dance?”

Her emerald-green eyes sparkled in the dim light as she looked me up and down. It was as if she was considering whether I was worthy of her attention. She brushed a fallen stand of her gorgeous red hair from her brow, and responded in almost a whisper, “Of course.”

Taking her slender hand, I couldn't have been more surprised at her accepting my offer. We edged our way onto the dance floor, it was a tight squeeze as so many were dancing. Our bodies were close, some may have considered too close.

She clasped her hands round the back of my neck as my arms circled her waist. Her burgundy dress clung to her curves accentuating her breasts, which were pressed against me as we slowly danced. I fixed my eyes on hers, gazing into them like there was nothing else around. This girl made my heart flutter with her beauty.

Several times we bumped into other couples, each time our bodies pressed tightly against each other. I couldn't help myself, desire overtook control and I became hard in my pants. Embarrassing, to say the least, but she didn't pull away as my hardness pushed against her. In fact, she began to gyrate her body against me. She was tormenting me, taking advantage of my arousal, knowing there was nothing I could do but allow her to continue.

I moved my hand down to her butt and caressed her cheek through the thin material. Our eyes hadn't broken contact, and she had a look of lust in those sparkling eyes. I squeezed her butt cheek, and she pushed harder against my boner. It took all my determination to stop myself from creaming my pants there and then.

She leant her head into my neck and I felt the warmth of her breath teasing my skin. Her tongue gently licked my skin driving me crazy with desire for this woman. The next thing I felt was her hand snaking down and gripping my hardness through my pants.

The music faded from my ears as her hand slowly and deliberately rubbed up an down my bulge. I was oblivious to anyone else, it was as if we were the only ones there. Any moment now I was going to lose total control and soil my pants.

However, my lustful were quickly brought to an abrupt end due to the music ending and the dancers leaving the floor. My partner slowly stepped away from me and said with a devilish wink.

“Thanks for the dance, it was exciting.”

And that was it, I never did find out her name, or if things would have gone further as she left and I never saw her again. But I will never forget that special midnight dance.