I placed my hand on her shoulder. I began to open buttons of blouse on her back side.My mouth is watering to see her naked back. Gently I am pulling d...wn buttons. More I am coming down more I can see her naked back with bra strap. I lick her naked back and kiss it too. She stands up from the chair. I hugged her from back. She is getting sexy sensation so she pushes her buttock out. Then her buttock hit my hard dick.I feel electricity current running my blood. I am going mad. I turned her. I. Punctually the phone rings out as if in distress.“Hello,” I say, “is that Louise?” I immediately think that I might sound overly expectant and anxious. I resolve to be more thoughtful during the rest of the night.“Yes, it is,” she informs me. “Are you able to see me this evening?”“I am,” I say. “You make this seem so intriguing I have cleared the decks for you.”I decide that such forthrightness is a strength, not a weakness.“I do appreciate that the car will be with you in ten minutes,” she. I guided her hands higher up and allowed her to slide her hands up my sides. Then to my surprise she had me pressed against the wall and she was grinding on me to the music. I pressed my ass into her hips and let her hands explore. it was dark enough in the club and the surrounding groups were drunk enough that no one really paid any attention. I gasped a little as her hands played with the hem of my shirt and I caught my breath as her fingers made.contact with the skin just above my shorts. . Not all of us pan-handle, you know. I don’t.This was still early in my travels; I had not yet honed my skills for reading people and judging their intentions with great accuracy. I was making an assumption about the man. It turned out to be an unfair assessment for when I finally showed myself to be awake, he had a faint smile on his face.“What’s your name, son?” he asked, without preamble- or animus.“Johnny.”“What you doing here?” he asked.“I was sleeping,” I said grumpily, indicating I was.