John worked hard during the week as a roofer. He was outside most of the time, so had a dark brown tan to most of his body. When the week was finished, he liked to cash his check and go to the Win Place and Show to dance and have a few beers. He would unwind and if he was lucky, and he usually was, he would find a lovely cowgirl to dance with and take home.
Friday came and he collected his check. Stopped at the corner store on his way home and bought a 12 pack of beer and put the rest of his money in his pocket. At home he stripped and jumped in the shower. The hot water felt good on his back and tired muscles. He lathered up and rinsed off, climbing from the shower and reaching for a towel, he looked in the full-length mirror. John was proud of his body. He kept it toned and did not really need to work out. His job provided him with all the workouts he needed. He looked at his tan chest, tight stomach and then to his cock. He moved he hand to lift his 9 ½ cock and stroked it slightly. It rose to semi hardness and he smiled. He might not have the best job in the world, but it provided him with all he needed and Friday nights were something to look forward to.
He finished drying off, shaved and put on a little after-shave. He moved to the bedroom and dressed. He liked boxers but on Friday night he wore briefs, for it showed off his cock better. He picked a pair of tight jeans, cowboy shirt and boots. Combing his hair, he smiled and left for the WPS. He liked to get there a little early, so he could sip a beer and watch all the young ladies come in and see who was alone and possibly available.
John arrived a little before 9 and ordered a beer as he entered. He sat down, took off his hat and sipped his beer. By 10:30 the place was jumping and John had danced a couple of times, but not found anyone really interesting yet. As he returned to his table, he saw her. She was dressed in long black jeans, that showed off her ass, a white tight pull over, which did little to hide her tits, a cowboy hat, long dark hair and boots. John had not seen her before and just watched for a while. He watched a number of men try to pick her up, but she just waved them all off. She was standing next to the bar when she looked at him. John smiled at her and moved his hand to the chair next to him, offering her a seat. She thought for a moment then walked, more swished than walked, over to the table.
John stood and offered her a chair. She smiled and lifted her head to look at him with deep blue eyes. John sat next to her and said, "Hi, I'm John and I don't remember seeing you here before." She smiled and said, "I'm Susan, nice to meet you. No I have not been here before. My husband and I are on vacation and he wanted to sleep and I wanted to dance." The band started a nice two step was started and John stood. He offered Susan his hand. She took it and he lead her to the dance floor.
Once there he pulled her close and started to dance. She almost molded into his body and they moved around the dance floor, as if they been dancing together for years. They danced and danced not one but three songs, before the band took a break. They moved back to their table, John's hand on her waist and her around his large back.
