They met as dusk was falling on a warm Saturday evening.
The purples and oranges of the sunset doing nothing to scare the darkness away, that was only broken from the neon lighting, inside the club.
As he walked inside the gentlemen's lounge, his eyes drifted and adjusted until he saw her behind a cordoned off area masked by a glass panel.
She was as radiant as the sun had been in the morning, and her sparkle in her eyes were as bright as the dew over the grass as morning sunlight awakened the earth.
A week passed and the two had barely had a conversation, but he knew that she was perfect in every way.
It took an act of bravery from her, but she summoned up the courage to tell him that she loved his hugs, and he knew then, that this was his chance to be with the girl that he had been dreaming of for a week.
They made an agreement to meet every half hour at one random location around the club and embrace each other, and so the romance started.
It started innocently, for the first two times, as they met in two separate corridors. The second embrace slightly more heated than the first.
As their arms wrapped around each other, the passionate tension started to overflow, and they both knew what was coming.
Another 30 minutes passed, and Shanies' phone came alive with a ping. A smile drew across her face, and her cheeks changed shade to a brighter rose as the message from Steve read, "meet in the laundry room now."
Shanie quickly arose from her seat and made her way down the corridor.
On the last left turn, she found Steve waiting for her and she knew this was the start of good things.
Her arms wrapped around his torso, her palms feeling the rippling muscles of his back through his shirt.
Steve's hands placed intentionally on the base of her neck, and just above her buttocks. Their cheeks meeting as their bodies joined together.
Shanies heart beat fluttered through her clothing so hard that it became a second beat on Steve's chest, and the warmth protruding around Steve wrapped her like a blanket.
Steve pulled her closer by the waist, and Shanie could feel why, he was bulging and his manhood pressed hard against her body, she had found what she was hoping would happen.
She pulled her head back to look at him, and in doing so, gave the opportunity that they both knew they wanted.
Steve turned his head slightly sideways, and their lips met.
Shanie started shaking in excitement ever so slightly as the kiss lingered slowly, with all the burning fire of a passion that was about to explode. Steve lowered his left hand to cup her bum cheek and drew her as close as he could, ensuring she could feel how hard she had made him, his penis bulging through his jeans, pressing deep onto her pelvis as Shanies lips pursed open and their tongues became acquainted for the first time.
Steve's strong right hand moved from her neck to her check, giving her the chance to move her head and return the kiss in a bliss of fireworks.
She couldn't resist, moving her hand around Steve's waist to place a handful of cock in her palm over his jeans. It was as big and hard as she had hoped and imagined, and she couldn't stop herself from rubbing it.
Steve moved his hand from his cheek down her neck to her breast and he felt perfection. Her nipple as hard as rock, protruding through her bra and red strap top.
This was going to end well.
Time was against them, and they couldnt continue, they both new this.
They separated, slightly, her hand still glued to the rod seeking freedom from Steve's jeans.
"We'll finish this later," Shanie stuttered through heavy breathing.
"Meet me at midnight, you will know where," replied Steve with a shake in his voice.
The pair made their way back down the corridor side by side towards the clubs entrance, and just before reaching the opening where the neon lighting creates darks shadows for work to continue, Steve took hold of a handful of that perfect bum he had only felt moments ago, and stole one last kiss.
It was only 10pm, and time was slow. Shanie couldn't count the minutes any longer as they dragged on. The club was glued to the upstairs section, and nobody had been seen in an hour.
She saw Steve walked passed her on his way to ensuring Jacuzzis were working, and she knew she had to have him now.
With all the confidence a lion stalking its prey, she chased her man down the next corridor leading to a dimly lit room and wrapped her arms around him as she placed her body on his back.
