It started out as any other Friday night at his favorite bar. Good people with sports games on the TV's throughout the bar and great music just an overall great vibe to the evening. The snatches of Conversations was flowing easy and the atmosphere was upbeat and fun.
It was packed with the usual crowd. The regulars at the bar, enjoying their shots and conversation. Couples at the tables, toasting each other with their wine glasses, discussing the latest job woes. The groups of girls were dressed to impress in their low cut blouses tight jeans and heals, moving in groups on the dance floor. The guys were, hovering around the dance floor like a cheetah stalks its prey or those that wished they could.
There were those that just took it all in, enjoying the whole scene. But then someone caught his eye. She was like him. Not part of the main crowd yet,observing it all, feeling the vibes from the dance floor and crowd, surrounding it. There is something about her he thought. It was her style. Trendy but in a very comfortable way. She had an air of confidence about her. He watched closely as she passed by, nodding to each other, in a casual acknowledgment.
He liked how she moved in those tight hip huger jeans that showed off her taut shapely ass. He was a leg and ass man and you could tell instantly that she had what he liked. He groaned as he moved to fix himself into a more comfortable position since he was aroused simply from the thought of her. His eyes continued their search, looking at the tummy shirt that showed off just enough of her waist, telling him she was fit and trim. His imagination was running wild with thoughts of how he could kiss every inch of her body to return, kissing her all over again.
As the evening continued the pulse of the music continued to energize the crowd. It was time for him to dance and there was only one person he had his sights on. The lady he had watched walk by him a few hours ago. He had been watching how she interacted dancing and talking to her friends and he wanted her.
She stood off to the side of the bar enjoying her drink when he walked up to her saying: "Let's dance." She hesitated for a moment after setting her drink down and looking him over a full minute she held her hand out. He took her hand, leading her to the semi-crowded dance floor.
They started out as any two dancers would, exchanging a pleasant smile then slowly moving to the music until their niche was found. Each moved with a fluid grace that became a synchronized dance between the both of them, as if they have been waiting for this moment for years. It was obvious to them that there was a natural rhythm and a chemistry that flowed very smoothly between them. They began to feel more comfortable with each other. the music bringing their bodies closer, as they gently brushed up against one another.
