He nudged the door closed and we came together his arms around my waistmine clasped around his neck, I pressed my soft lithe feminine bodyagainst him,...feeling his hard masculine muscular body respond. I let outa sigh of utter delight as his hands roamed around my body, caressing mybum hips the bare skin where my dress left my back exposed, I was inheaven! In return I ran my fingers through his hair, pressed my bodytight into his and wiggled my hips feeling the hard response thiscaused.It was. To my relief, no-one from my group had made any blunders that I knew of - so far - and everyone was smiling, so I was happy.The embassy photographer was making the rounds snapping pictures, and later on would take a video of the dancing.The main course was made of fantastic traditional German foods. I’d not had a traditional German meal since my time in the military hospital before being discharged. I ate modestly, not wanting to over do it because I wanted to dance to a few of the fast paced. I caught a ride with him that one Saturday night.We paid the cover charge which I always hate doing but did anyway. We settled down to feel the atmosphere.ABBA was playing and straight away he got asked for a dance by a woman! I didn't like dancing much but would to be polite if pressed.I ordered his favourite drink and mine for when he returned.I like sitting around talking mostly. After a while the music changed to disco with the BeeGees and I saw my friend on the dance floor with two. Mom, with her free hand planted to one side, fingers spread wide on the tile floor, arched up, pushing with both legs, her ass lifted higher as she drove Lucky Dick in to the hilt and held it there with the palm of her hand. Her mouth dropped open wide and then quickly slammed shut. Her once full lips now forming a single tight line under her nose, her face flushed….Had I been on the other side of the door I would have no doubt heard the urgent moans and grunts I’d heard before, perhaps a low.