This is Part 2 of Acting Out
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I wasn’t sitting ten minutes when a popular song came on when I got up and started dancing again. That’s when the hottest dancer there pulled me to the center of the floor and started grinding on me like I was his girl.
I loved the attention, didn’t mind the aggression, we only went a little ways outside my comfort level. After a few songs with him I headed to the ladies room before hitting the bar and rejoining my crew at the table.
I saw him first, sitting with a group of friends checking out The Body Paint Girls and Santa Chicks. He smiled when he caught me looking, I returned his smile but looked away because I couldn’t ask him out.
A half hour later my table was back on the floor dancing with each other and some friends. Someone came up from behind me and started dancing with me so I casually turned around to face them. It was the “Pretty Boy” from earlier even cuter than before trying to get my attention. He pulled me so close I could tell he was hard by the heat of his erection below.
As it got closer to morning I looked up to see him against a wall and a Body Paint Girl with him. I wanted him back, I wanted to be that girl, I wanted his erection up against my center.
If it got too hot I’d let that Body Paint Girl finish it, I pretty sure she’d let him crush without a condom.
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