She walked away from me, reaching the middle of the dance floor, and spun slowly to face me, rounding and oscillating her shoulders from side to side, body undulating in an insanely sexy tease, as she walked towards me again, eyes shut, those perfect, tear-drop shaped breasts gently swaying from side from behind her thin, silk blouse, mesmerizing everyone next to me.

“I don’t need all those things that used to bring me joy … you’ve made me such a happy gal … and honey you’ll always be the only one for me … meeting you was my destiny.”

She opened her eyes and took the last few steps to me, hazel eyes boring into mine, one hand caressing her body slowly from her shoulders, over those sexy breasts, and down to her side, to her swaying flanks, mouthing, “You can be sure I will never let you down…. When you need me I’ll be around … and darling you’ll always be the only one for me … heaven made you specially…”

The hypnotizing performance ended soon after that. Everyone had been shell-shocked by it for a second, and then wild cheers and hoots and hollers broke out. Harley blushed and took her bows. Jim pretended to fan himself, saying something about how much trouble the husbands and boyfriends in the audience would have while trying to explain “their hard-ons right now, admit it guys.”

It felt like I was bolted to my chair, unable to move, not really focused on the contest any longer, but on Harley. Damn she is just the sexiest, hottest woman I have ever met, and do I really need to wait to get with her?!!!

To say I was turned on would be the biggest understatement. I needed to burn-off this feeling. I needed to move. Dance. Anything to get my mind off of this intoxicating creature. I knew already that I would be making time for my vibrator tonight, no matter what time I got back to my room. Maybe a couple of sessions, even. And one in the morning, too.

Jim walked over to me, as if consoling me about something as he handed me the mike. Harley didn’t retake her chair next to me, and instead sat down next to Carol and Marc, as if needing to establish space between us, also. “Aerin, I have no idea how you can top that,” Jim said. “But try.”