The first time I met Sheila was one Friday night after I had gotten off work. She was easily the prettiest thing there and I couldn't help but look at her as she sat there drinking her beer or when she walked to the dance floor with friends. I was too much of a wimp to just walk over and talk to her, so I just ended up admiring her from afar. Sheila had blonde shoulder length hair, looked a little older then my 38 years, had a amazing tan, stood around 5'6" and was thin, weighing maybe no more then 120.
I was married at the time and had lost all my confidence in approaching the opposite sex. In my day I was quite the charmer but since I married my confidence had slipped from the self-assuredness I once possessed to not being at all at ease in approaching women. I continued to sit there and gaze at her, trying not to make eye contact, something I was sure would drive her away. I watched her dance in her incredibly short cut off jeans and wondered to myself if she even wore any panties. My gaze moved upward and I feasted my eyes on the sleeveless top she wore. Her breasts weren't big but a nice A cup, and much to my delight they seemed to still possess the bounce of a woman half her age. I watched her with great intensity as she danced, first gazing upon her lean tan legs, then higher, I watched her tight ass sway to the music, higher still her breasts bounced with the rhythm of the music and her movements. Finally I gazed higher and watched her beautiful blonde hair flow with her movements.
All I could do was watch her from afar, to afraid to make a move but so enthralled by her that I couldn't look away for long. The bartender asking me if I wanted a beer finally broke my stare. I didn't hear him at first, but was jerked back to reality by him knocking on the bar with my empty beer can. I slowly came back to reality and told him that I did want another and asked him if he knew the mystery woman. He told me that he didn't know her, but she had been there before. He added that she was drawing a lot of attention from all the guys in the bar, and included himself as an admirer. I just nodded and turned my attention back to the dance floor just in time to see Sheila walk off the dance floor and make eye contact with me. I was frozen with fear and tongue tied as I gazed into her beautiful deep blue eyes.
Sheila finally broke the silence when she said, "The best way to get to know me is to offer me a drink."
I didn't break my stare and ordered her a beer. Sheila sat down in the empty stool beside me and we began to talk. She told me that I had caught her eye earlier in the evening and was getting impatient waiting for me to make a move. I stammered a response and tried to hide my shyness by taking a drink from my beer.
"Shy one, huh?" Sheila asked laughing. "I bet I can change that." She added.
Sheila reached for my hand and led me to the dance floor just as a slow song began to play. Once there she pulled me tight and I quickly held her close. We danced slowly, swaying to the music and soon our bodies were as one. Her hand dropped to my waist and she pulled me even tighter. She took her free hand and grabbed my wrist and lowered my hand resting at the belt line her blue jean covered ass. She then looked into my eyes and I knew that she wanted me to move my hand even lower. I moved my hand lower until I was holding her tight ass in my hand and squeezed gently. Sheila responded by moaning into my ear and breathlessly said that it felt wonderful to have her ass played with. I was more then happy to and lowered my other hand and held her by her toned ass. I continued to squeeze her ass and discovered that indeed she wasn't wearing any panties. Sheila continued to moan with every squeeze of her ass and she ground her crotch into mine, tighter and tighter. The song ended and I pulled her even tighter, lifting her slightly bringing her crotch to mine. I knew she could feel my cock growing and I swore I could feel the heat coming from her.
We were brought back to reality when the bar tender yelled last call. We moved toward the bar and Sheila grabbed our beers and led me outside. We sat down at one of the picnic tables and continued talking. Sheila told me that she had just begun going out again after some time and was still pretty inexperienced at the whole thing.