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| - | In an attempt to stop what was happening at your table you | + | In an attempt to stop what was happening at your table you suggest, "Honey, let's go dance." |
| - | "Ok!" she | + | "Ok!" she answers, inspired by that idea. |
| - | You both | + | You both get up and head to the dance floor. She is pretty drunk. Her walk is uneven, but at least you got her away from the table and away from the horny guys. |
| - | You both | + | You both dance in the crowd. The music is fast and rhythmic so it wasn't really a dance, more like passionate grooving. Soon you notice that two of the from your table are dancing nearby. One is black, the other's hispanic. By their looks their ages were less than 25. They are both tall like you, but their builds say they are athletes or bodyguards. After a couple of minutes she is practically sandwiched between them. She isn't against it and rubs herself against their bodies. If there weren't clothes, they'd be fucking. |
| - | It | + | It's time to do something, so you say, "Dear, let's go get something to drink." |
| - | "Drink?" She | + | "Drink?" She look at you like she's only just noticing that you are here too. "Yeah, I want a drink. Can you, please, go and get me something from the bar.?" |
| - | Guys smiled | + | Guys smiled lasciviously and the three of them returned to what they were doing. |
*[[38_36/PunishW/Not_now/mother-in-law_club_competition_VIP_dance_to_drinks|Do what she asked. Go get some drinks.]] | *[[38_36/PunishW/Not_now/mother-in-law_club_competition_VIP_dance_to_drinks|Do what she asked. Go get some drinks.]] | ||
Revision as of 14:12, 30 May 2015
In an attempt to stop what was happening at your table you suggest, "Honey, let's go dance."
"Ok!" she answers, inspired by that idea.
You both get up and head to the dance floor. She is pretty drunk. Her walk is uneven, but at least you got her away from the table and away from the horny guys.
You both dance in the crowd. The music is fast and rhythmic so it wasn't really a dance, more like passionate grooving. Soon you notice that two of the from your table are dancing nearby. One is black, the other's hispanic. By their looks their ages were less than 25. They are both tall like you, but their builds say they are athletes or bodyguards. After a couple of minutes she is practically sandwiched between them. She isn't against it and rubs herself against their bodies. If there weren't clothes, they'd be fucking.
It's time to do something, so you say, "Dear, let's go get something to drink." "Drink?" She look at you like she's only just noticing that you are here too. "Yeah, I want a drink. Can you, please, go and get me something from the bar.?"
Guys smiled lasciviously and the three of them returned to what they were doing.
