KNOCKOUT
Small_Island
Ch. 44: Saturday Night Champagne
Janice and Tim had set out an hour later than the night before, so they weren't the first people in the club tonight, but it was still less than half full when they walked in.
Their server from the night before, Justine, saw them and quickly made her way over to greet them. She was a lovely little Filipina and smiled broadly as she welcomed them back.
"I'm afraid that prime table you had last night is already taken," she said. "But we do have some others almost as good."
"Actually," said Tim. "We thought we'd try something different tonight. Do you have any of those booths up against the wall in your area?"
"Yes," Justine said happily. "I still have two and they both have good sights of the dance floor while being that little more private. Normally we only use them for parties of four or six." Her smile widened, "But for you I'll make an exception."
As she guided them across the space she said, "Do you mind if I ask what's brought you out for two nights of dancing in a row? You're not among our regulars and I get the feeling you're celebrating something."
"You're right," said Janice. "It's our sixth wedding anniversary and my darling husband suddenly remembered how much I loved dancing. So, while this is the first time you've seen us here, I hope it won't be the last." She looked at Tim as she said the last.
"Definitely not!" he agreed. "But I hope you don't mind if we also find some clubs where we can do a little two-stepping or new wave grooving."
"Well, congratulations!" Justine beamed at them. Then she lowered her voice and said, "And before the night is over, I'll give you the names of a couple of other places where I like to go dancing too."
Tim pulled some bills out of his pocket. He handed Justine a twenty and said, "Let's put this on top of whatever we have left from last night to get us started." Then he handed her a fifty. "And this is for you."
"Sir! You're being too generous," she protested.
"No, I'm just recognizing a real professional and saying thank you for taking such good care of us. Like you said, you could put six people in this booth, which would get you that much more in tips. I don't want to penalize you for your kindness."
The young woman's lovely brown skin made it hard to see, but you could clearly sense the blush that rose up through her cheeks. "Thank you, sir," she said quietly before taking the money and then quickly walking away.
"Damn!" said Janice. "You really are the smoothest thing."
"What?" Tim said. "It's true, this is a six-person table and..."
"I know," she interrupted him. "I mean, we haven't even had our first dance and you've already got someone ready to go out to the car with you. She's so flustered she forgot to take our drink order."
Tim felt a bit of blush in his own cheeks. "I wasn't trying to..." he started to say, but then let it go when he saw the teasing smile on his wife's lovely face. She'd gotten him again.
Justine was back just a few minutes later and she had an ice bucket with a champagne bottle sticking out of it in one hand and two flutes in the other.
"Happy Anniversary!" she said as she peeled the foil off the top and popped the cork.
"Compliments of the house," she added as she filled their glasses.
"Thank you, and please thank the house," said Janice.
"And after the champagne," the lovely 22-year-old said, "would you like to go with last night's plan again?"
"Actually, we plan on drinking a bit less booze tonight," Tim said. "So how about a couple of club sodas for now and we'll decide the rest after the champagne is gone?"
"You got it, sir," Justine said.
"And no more 'sirs', okay? We're still under thirty," he laughed. "I'm Tim and this is Janice."
"Okay, Tim," she said shyly. Then she turned to his wife. "And Janice, can I say how beautiful you look? I absolutely love your dress, it's amazing!"
"Thank you, Justine," Janice said happily.
"I'll be right back with your club sodas," the woman said and again turned away from the table. Her long, black hair hung to just above her small, tight ass, which looked delightful in a denim skirt and they both watched her walk away.
"Now who's going to take her out to the car?" Tim said to Justine.
She just laughed and held up her champagne flute. When he brought his up to meet it, she said, "Here's to opportunities."
Ch. 45: Saturday's New Partners
The rest of the night at the club flowed as easily as the anniversary champagne. The two lovers hit the dance floor and Tim had definitely learned and improved, although it was still quite obvious who the real dancer was between them.
They'd hoped to see some of their dance partners from the night before, but didn't spot anyone. However, it didn't even take a full hour before they started making new friends.
The first guy to take a chance on asking Janice out for a dance right under her husband's nose was a real surprise. He was a small guy in his early twenties, apparently mixed-race, although you'd guess black before white. He was also clearly gay.
"May I speak frankly?" he said as he crouched at the end of their table. He carried on before either Tim or Jan could reply, speaking fast. "You two look gorgeous together and I can tell you're having a lot of fun. However, I can also tell that this lovely man is a relative newcomer to dancing, at least this kind of dancing, and probably wants to sit out more numbers than you do. Am I right?" he asked Janice.
She laughed. "Right on all counts. He is lovely, he is a newbie, and he does like to sit too much." She blew Tim a kiss across the table.
"Well," said their visitor, "I find myself in a similar situation tonight. By the way, my name is Rollie. About three tables back over my right shoulder you'll see another lovely man who is also a bit insecure on the floor."
