He leaned on the bar, waiting for his drinks, she checked him out from the darkness of the booth. Just over 6ft tall, broad shoulders and a strong bac..., tapering down to a glorious firm butt. As he turned, drinks in hand, she caught the end of the smile he'd flashed at the barmaid. Holy Cow! No wonder Sal had fumbled handing over the change.As he headed back to the table, he scouted the room. Her eyes followed his. With one or two obvious exceptions all the girls seemed paired off. He sighed as. Dressed for the occasion Mindy pulled her green can to the curb in sweat pants and shirt.Still Sam could see enough of Mindy’s body for his liking. With curves like hers even the baggiest of sweats couldn’t conceal everything.Even before he discovered the box of magic condoms Sam had played the occasional game of window seat jack off using the woman of the complex as fantasy fodder. And Mindy had always been his favorite catch.All ready naked and hard Sam tore open one of the condom packages.. We collapsed together and our mood gentled. He cradled me to him and we both pressed kisses wherever we could reach, waiting for our breath and hearts to catch up. When our mouths eventually touched we drank one another, aware that we had just touched soul to soul."Fuck, love, what was that about?" he asked when words started returning. "I was going to watch you play with yourself, but you seemed so desperate for more that I just couldn’t leave you alone, and you practically attacked me with. Isabelle was next, probably the most memorable after my dancing girl. It was another late night, I was in a new club, trying to figure out just how the scene worked. The flashing lights, they cut into my soul and made me ill.Trapped in a sea of faces, but none of them her. None were my Dark Maiden, my dancing girl. I was about to leave and call it a night, when a tall stately brunette walked my way, She was fit and gorgeous,"Where are you going, handsome? Why don't you stay to dance?" she.