It was Thursday night, ladies' night at the local Sheraton's hotel bar. This was always the happening place in town because the DJ was the best and everyone in the whole city would go there to hang out, drink, and dance. Well, I called several friends and tried to get them to go out with me, but no one wanted to go for various reasons. I said heck, I'll just go by myself. I thought since my none of my friends were going, I would dress a little sexier than normal because there would be no one to give me grief about it.
First I put on my pink mesh low-rise thong from, where else, Victoria's Secret. Then I matched it up with my new pink Angels IPEX push-up demi bra from Victoria's Secret. Next I found a tight pink cotton/Lycra midriff baring top to put on along with a tight pink cotton/Lycra mini-skirt that went to just below my butt cheeks. I chose a pair of pink fuck-me heels that were about 4" tall to complete the outfit.
For makeup, I had purple eyeliner, hot pink lipstick, pink blush on my cheeks, light pink and hot pink eyeshadow, and deep purple mascara. I teased my hair plenty, brushed it up a lot, and sprayed plenty of hairspray on, knowing how much guys like long big hair. I thought I looked pretty darn hot, but I guess I'll see how hot when I get to the bar.
I had my answer when several guys with big grins on their faces said hello to me just as I walked into the atrium of the Sheraton hotel. I went into the bar and the place was hopping. I found a small table on the side of the dance floor and sat down. Within a few minutes, a guy stepped up and said hello and asked if I'd like to dance. I said yes and he led me to the dance floor. It was a fast dance song and we were getting down. He was watching my body the whole time as I danced with him; in my mind I felt like dancing for him, so I moved my body really sexy, swaying and gyrating my hips, undulating my stomach back and forth, and squatting down intermittently. I could tell he was getting turned on because I could see his bulge and, of course, that turned me on to see that he was getting aroused! The song finished and we walked back to my table and he bought me a drink and chatted for a few minutes before he excused himself to go the men's room.
The minute he left two big guys, one black, one white, came up and sat down. They asked if I recognized them and I said no.
They said, "Oh really, you have not seen us on TV; we play football for the Arena Football Team, the Dallas Desperados."
I told them, "I am sorry but I do not watch Arena Football."
One guy said, "Oh that's alright; it doesn't matter anyways. We just wanted to come over and tell you how hot you were looking and what a sweet booty you had!"
I said, "Thanks!"
Then a slow song came on, Christina Aguilera's "Beautiful", and the black guy, James, asked, "Would you care to dance, Candi?"
I replied, "Sure, let's dance."
We walked to the dance floor and, once there, he wrapped me up with these big strong arms. This guy was huge and I kinda disappeared into his arms. He was holding me close, rubbing my tits against his lower chest and abdomen. His crotch was at the level of my lower abdomen and I could feel his dick through his slacks getting hard against my stomach.
He was now reaching down with his hands to cares my ass through my mini-skirt. Since the skirt was so tight, he was essentially just squeezing my ass right there on the dance floor. There was a mirror on this wall of the dance floor and my back was to it. I am sure that everyone could see him feeling my ass. Next he started pulling my skirt up slowly and showing my ass and my thong to everyone.
He seemed to be really into the slow dance, but I have a feeling he knew exactly what he was doing back there! He then started to grind his crotch into my stomach. Oh my goodness, it was now rock hard and poking into my stomach.
Then the song was over and the DJ said, "The next song is ladies' choice, and since it is Ladies' Night, guys, you have to do whatever the ladies want, ok? "
James leaned over and whispered in my ear, "What do you want, baby?"
I said, "I'd first like to dance with your friend, Kevin, if that is ok."
James answered, "Sure." and motioned Kevin over.
Kevin had been watching us and it seemed like he was salivating the whole time so I wanted to give him a slow dance, too!
The song that the DJ played was an old Mariah Carey classic, "Can't Let Go."
Kevin was a big guy, too. Guess these guys played on the line of their football team. He held me tight as we slowly swayed to the music. He also pressed his abdomen against my tits, and his crotch was also pressing into the same spot on my lower abdomen that James' was.
I immediately sensed Kevin's hard-on the minute he held me close. Guess he had been excited for a while already. He turned my back to another wall of the dance floor that also had a mirror.
Kevin then proceeded to feel my ass, too, but he was much bolder than his teammate. He pulled up my mini-skirt and massaged my tight ass cheeks with his big bare hands, kneading my flesh like dough. I must admit, it was feeling pretty darn good!
He also ran his fingers along my ass crack and touching my thong which was now nice and moist! The song ended and several tables along the dance floor clapped, whistled, and cheered out loud! Kevin and James bowed flamboyantly and I blushed at our exhibitionistic performance.
I was a litlle embarrassed, but, inside, I was fuckin' turned on and horny and hot as hell. I thought that would be my adventure for the night, so I thanked the guys for an interesting dance session.
James leaned down and said, "How would you like to go hang out with us at our house?"
I was thrilled at the idea and agreed, "I will follow you in my car. Ok?"
We left the bar arm in arm, with all eyes on us, everyone in there having an idea as to what kind of an evening lay ahead for the three of us.
