Friday night.
Whew, the week is done, time to go out and get loose. Being fairly new in town, I don't know many folks so I thought I'd just go out. I got a bite to eat at my apartment and climbed into my trusty 510 sedan and set out to blow off steam.
The bar I went to was in a strip mall. Down a flight of stairs into smokey, dark noisey place. The music was pouring up the stairs at a throbbing beat. Late '70's and early '80s rock, Police, Skynard, Cars that sort of thing. Loud danceable stuff. I shuffled down the stairs and saw a row of stools outside of the main floor, looked like kind of a staging area. 4 stools and a rectangular opening that gave one a view of the inside of the bar. The smell of smoke, perfume and liquor permeated the air. The band was close to the end of their first set.
I pulled up a seat at the end of the row, and peered into the main floor. It was dimly lit and the corners were almost black. Being that it was Friday, the interior was crowded with people - guys and gals - seated around the tables. Conversations were buzzing under the blasting music.
I ordered a beer and began to look around and see if there was anyone I knew, or might want to get to know.
After a few songs a woman her late 30's approached me and asked me if I would dance with her.
"Sure" I replied.
We danced a few songs and chatted a bit.
"I'm just here to dance some dances and have a few drinks," she said, " I'm not interested in anything else. "
" That's OK, I can live with that," I replied, " I'm new in town so I'm just here to see what's going on."
She was about 5'5" tall, red haired with a perm, blue eyes and looked cute. She wore a black form fitting sweater that accentuated her bust and blue jeans in the style of the time. She cut me loose after a few songs and I went back to my beer and bar stool. I danced and chatted with a few more ladies. and had a few more beers.
"Hi"
"Oh, hello"
The red head had comeback.
"You seemed like a nice young man, could you help me out?"
Being 19 or so and very green, I said " Sure, what you need?"
"I've been dancing with this guy over there and he's kinda creepy. Can you dance with me for a while, maybe until he leaves?"
" OK " She was a cute older woman, why not.
A slow song was next, she took my hand and led me to the dance floor. It was crowded, hot and sweaty. You could feel the perspiration and smell the sweat and perfume as the bodies pressed together. We found a place and began a slow dance. She pressed her bosom into my body and laid her head on my shoulder. I put my arms around her and we began a slow shuffle step dance. I move my hands to her back and held her close. She look up at me and smiled.
She mouthed "Thank you"
I mouthed " Your welcome"
She moved my hand to her bum, and I rested it there and near the end of the song I gave it a light squeeze. She looked up at me and gave me a quick kiss. Which really surprised me. A second slow song began and she did not let go.
By now I was beginning to react to her body pressed against mine. She looked me in the eyes and ground her hips against mine. Being still new at this game I tried to respond in kind, but I may have over done it. She giggled at me and when the song was over took my hand and led me out of the bar, up the stairs and into the parking lot.
We talked a bit out there, we necked a bit out there, she really knew how to suck face. She had soft lips and her tongue seemed to be everywhere on my teeth, dancing with my tongue, she just seemed to want it badly. I would have never guessed it early on.
"I thought you were here for a few drinks and some dancing only," I asked.
She put her finger on my lips.
"I changed my mind," she whispered.
"Oh really"
