Harley was taking her time in the shower, getting ready for her second date with Cameron. They met recently at the gym, chatting over the water station. A week ago, Cameron had invited her out to dinner. He was good looking, funny and they had a good evening.
They had exchanged numbers and agreed to meet up again tonight. They were planning a less formal night; starting at their local pub, before making their way into town.
Harley towelled herself dry and looked through her wardrobe for something suitable to wear. It was warm outside, so she chose a light summery dress and sandals she could dance in. The dress was short, showing off the bold tattoo of roses around her right thigh.
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Cameron was already at the bar when she arrived. "Hi! You ok?" Cameron asked, kissing her lightly on the cheek, "What can I get you?"
Harley asked for a Strongbow Dark Fruits and they made their way to an empty table, sipping their drinks as they walked.
They chatted for a bit, getting to know each other more over a couple of drinks. At around 10pm, they caught a taxi into town. They had to queue to get into the first club. Cameron used this as an opportunity to slide his arm around her waist.
Emboldened by the drinks, Harley found herself drawn to him as he pulled her towards him for a kiss. She felt the warm glow spread through her as their lips met.
Cameron kept his arm around her waist as they waited to go in. Harley leant against him, breathing in his fresh, citrus aftershave. He stroked her side lightly with his fingers.
When they finally made it into the club, they headed straight to the bar. Harley bought a round along with a couple of shots each. They finished the shots quickly at the bar before moving onto their pints.
They were both having a good time, enjoying each other's company. In the dark of the club, Harley glanced at Cameron. He was leant against the bar casually, nodding along to the music. Harley finished her drink, before taking his hand and pulling him onto the dance floor.
The music was too loud for a conversation, so instead they danced together closely; occasionally touching each other or kissing lightly. The packed dance floor was warm and it wasn't long before Cameron was gesturing towards the bar. Harley felt light as air as Cameron took hold of her hand to walk over to the bar.
While Cameron ordered the drinks, Harley quickly popped to the toilet. When she came back out, she couldn't see Cameron at the bar. She glanced around the dark club trying to spot him. Suddenly she caught sight of him on the dance floor.
He had his back to her, but she was sure it was him. She made her way over to the dance floor, coming up behind him and sliding her hands on his hips. He paused for a second before he carried on dancing, leaving her dancing behind him with her hands still on his hips.
It was so dark and crowded that Harley thought she'd have some fun. She ran her hand up underneath his shirt, brushing his chest with her fingers and nuzzling his neck with her lips. He tilted his head to the side slightly, silently encouraging her to carry on.
He turned around slowly, running his hands down her back; his fingers grazing the top of her bum. She moved her face to his, kissing him passionately on the lips. He opened his mouth to her tongue and dropped one of his hands down to her bum, squeezing tightly. Harley gasped, her pants starting to feel damp.
"I hope you're coming back to mine tonight Cameron?" Harley whispered into his ear. He stepped back a little, holding her at arm's length.
"Um..." he mumbled awkwardly as voice behind her chuckled.
"I see you've met my brother!" Cameron chuckled. Harley looked back and forth, trying to find a way to tell the difference between them. Even their shirts were almost exactly the same colour! "This is Dan."
