My name is Clare. I am a respectable married woman, I live a respectable married life.
However like everybody I was different in the past, I do not think this is unusual however there are some things that I have done that seem more extreme than any of my friends are willing to admit to. I have never shared the details but am going to do now.
I am 5'7 with dark hair and green eyes. I am a size 12, have 34b boobs and wide hips and bum.
The incident occurred when I was 20 and like all people people that age there was nothing better than spending Friday night on the town with my friends. On this particular night we ended up in the local night club it was full, the night was hot and the drink and the vibe were great. I was wearing a black dress, it was backless so I only had some tape on my boobs and a small black thong below.
Late on, my group of friends had spread all other the dance floor and I found myself dancing alone. I guess I looked like easy prey as i felt behind me a guy approach and start to move in for that weird bump and grind things guys like to do. He was 6' tall dark hair and nice eyes. He looked nice so I decided to dance with him.
His hands were on my hips as he pressed up behind me. I arched my back so that my ample bum rubbed up against him. The rhythms and the alcohol were having a nice effect on me.
He turned me around and he started to kiss me on the dance floor. We were still moving to the beat and our legs entwined into a bit of a dirty dance. His leg was rubbing against my thong it felt good and after many minutes of great dancing he asked me if I wanted to take a break and get a drink. At the bar he told me his name was Cam and as we chatted I found myself being more and more attracted to him.
As the night was winding down I started to worry as I could no longer see any of my friends. Concerned how I was getting back Cam offered to walk me home.