As I sit on the floor, she stands up before me. I can see that she is highly aroused and I expect she wants me to fuck her. I am mistaken however. She...pulls off her jeans and knickers and stands there in just her shirt and socks and I realise that there is more afoot when she turns around and bending forward, her hands on her knees, presents her big wide ass to my face in such a way that I am pressed back against the wall. The pungent aroma of her body is overwhelming. Her arousal is. I didn’t remain idle like a frog on a log and cast my line out several times and had a few dances that can to nothing than a phone number jotted hastily on a napkin. I slipped them into my pocket for another day and went into the ladies room. When I returned I spotted a new girl leaning up against the bar. I had nothing lose and sidled up to her, asking if she wanted to dance. It was a slow number now and we held each other close. The feeling of her tits pressed against me made me swoon a. “Thank you, but I will pass.”, I told her.“You might want to pass, but its not an option.”, she told me, “All VIP’s get a special dance, no exceptions.” Lance quickly chimed in that he would be delighted to be first. By now he could care less of how Beth felt, he was way too far gone. She looked over at him, somewhat annoyed, but nodded in agreement. She moved over to the shelves on the wall that contained the stereo equipment, pulled a CD from the rack and inserted it. As the music began to. We talked as if we had known each other for years.I leaned in a little closer to Linda to hear what she was saying when I felt her hand latch onto my crotch. It was all I could do not to spit my drink out, but I calmly swallowed and looked at her. She kept talking, her expression and intonation not changing at all while my manhood quickly rose to the occasion. The way I was standing as I leaned into her, presented my butt to her friends and shielded their eyes from her ministrations.She leaned.