I have finished packing my bags for Ft. Lauderdale Beach, in just ten minutes, we will be loading up our little red convertible with a white top, and we will be on our way. My two closest friends Mary and Tory, as well as myself are spending this Christmas on Ft. Lauderdale's strip, which we are driving from South Carolina. Well the car is loaded; the three of us are here so let us go!
Thirteen hours later, we are sitting in front of our hotel and it is so beautiful. We parked our car in the above ground parking lot and the three of us giggled across the garage. Inside the hotel, we were amazed at the beauty of this place where the staff made us to feel like stars. In our suite, we have a living room and two bedrooms; I stood on the balcony over looking the ocean and all the cars that drove slowly along the strip. The palm trees on the beach are so beautiful, and the water looks like glass, it is so calm. I ran into my room as our house cleaner was putting our clothes away and I grabbed my bag with my white bathing suit with the red fringe on the top and bottom with my red sarong. Mary wore a black one piece and Tory's was just opposite of mine.
We walked down the main stream of the strip listening to the sound of the live music playing and we each bought a palm hat from the man who was making them from the palm tree branches. We realized we were starving when we noticed the aroma of the food cooking. We sat out on the sidewalk at the tables where we ordered conch fritters and fries with frozen rumrunners. Mary danced with a tall Jamaican man, I watched as he taught her how to dance to the reggae music playing. We laughed and told stories about ourselves and now it was my turn to dance with him. He took my red hair down from the bun I was wearing and it flowed to my waist where he now had his hands moving my hips slowly up and down and around. His hands slid down my thighs to my knees that he parted slightly and bent just enough so I could move them in a circular movement. My hands were now on his shoulders while his hands were on my waist, our bodies moved together in slow perfect rhythm, I began to feel a strong stirring in my loins. His brown eyes penetrated my eyes as my breathing was becoming harder just as my nipples were as well.
His hands tightened on my waist and our bodies were now grazing each other's softly. "Would you like to continue this tonight?" He asked me as Tory broke in between us.
"Now it is my turn to dance with him Janelle." She smiled pushing me to the side.
I sat back at the table with Mary who had now ordered shrimp. "I figured she was going to cut in during my dance." She said eyeing her shrimp. "No please don't eat me lady I got a family." She said as she stuck the shrimp in her mouth. "Too late shrimp my belly wants you." she said drinking another rumrunner.
"You better go slowly on those Mary." I told her watching him watching me as Tory tried to captivate him.
Tory and this milk chocolate, delicious looking man came back to the table to join us. "Oh my Jordan you are a fantastic dancer." she told him as he sat his chair next to mine.
"Are we still on for tonight?" He asked me smiling and taking my hand gently into his.
