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    The Starting Line: Chapter 6

     

    Everyone raised their drinks to me and congratulated me.  I was introduced to Marina and Dana, and then we took seats at the table.  Small talk was made around the table, and I just sat back and watched the dynamics play out around me.  Several ladies walked past, a few brushing my arm that I had hooked over the back of the chair, all of them giving me flirty smiles.  I finished my beer, and the brunette from earlier approached, fresh beer in her hand.

     

    “Thought you might need another one.  Care for that dance now?”

     

    I accepted the beer and stood up, “Sure, I could be down for that.”

     

    We headed off to the dance floor, the sound of Alice laughing in the background.  The brunette started shaking her hips in beat to the music, while circling me playfully as I took a swig of beer, my hands running along her pant line, feeling the movements as she danced around me.  I slid up next to her and reached around to her stomach.  Let the games begin.  I started to sway with her, not really dancing, just moving in time with her.  She ran her hands up my legs to my hips, leaning her back into my chest.  I leaned in and kissed her neck as her hands came up and grabbed my head, pulling it closer to her neck.  I reached under her shirt, and stroked her stomach, bringing a soft moan from her.  This continued as the song finished.  She turned in my arms, now facing me, and looked at me.  I glanced at the bathroom then back at her, seeing her slight nod, took her hand, and led her towards the doors.  We closed the stall door, then immediately stared opening her jeans up.  I reached in and began working my magic, my hips bucking against hers.  She reached down and opened my pants, her hand slipping in.  We kissed, and started working each other to sweet release.  After she got her breathing back under control, she kissed me.  I looked at her and flashed her a smile of thanks.  As if immediately getting that this was all it was going to be, her face flashed a bit of sadness, then she smiled again, thanked me for the dance, and said maybe we’d do it again sometime.  I nodded in agreement, thanked her for the beer, and let her out of the stall.

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