My friends and I board the ship for our girls vacation. A much need break from work after a long year of working too many hours. The ship is large, and dozens of people mill along the deck talking and getting a feel for the layout.
We head towards our rooms 2 floors down, but as we reach the stairs I see you standing a few feet away with some friends of your own. You turn my way just in time for our eyes to meet and I blush deeply as I give you a sweet smile. Your gaze doesn't leave me until I disappear through the door.
The girls and I enter our rooms and take some time putting our things away before getting ready for our first evening of the cruise. We had decided in advance that we would go to the small club and bar the cruise has on board and have some drinks.
I slip into a flowy black dress I bought especially for this trip. The dress has a halter that is fitted, hugging my breasts and showing a dangerous amount of cleavage, the skirt flowing out at my hips and stopping mid thigh. My bra is lacey balconette that leaves the top half of my doubles on display and I wear a matching pair of cheeky panties. My hair is in waves down my shoulders and back and my make up is a soft smokey look. I opt for comfort for my final touch and slip into a black pair of ballet flats.
Leaving my purse in the room I slip my ID, wallet, and room key into the hidden pocket of the dresses skirt and exit my room. My friends already in the hall we head up the stairs and towards the back if the ship where the club is housed.
We enter the lightly packed space, the lights are low and the music is loud. Plenty of people are already on the dance floor but we head to the bar. We quickly throw back the shots and my friends head out to the floor to dance with a group of men on the other side. I watch as they start grinding against the guys and each other and order another shot.
You came in while we were taking shots and watched as my friends left me alone at the bar top. Your eyes trailing over my frame as I lean against the counter unaware of your presence. As I turn back toward the bartender you head my way. Stepping right up behind me and bringing your mouth to my ear, "You don't want to dance with your friends?"
I jump, caught off guard by you being so close unexpectedly, a small sound of fright spilling from my lips and making you chuckle. Your fingers find my waist and slowly slide over the material until your hands are pulling me back into you. I turn my face to look up at you over my shoulder and relax when our eyes meet. For some unknown reason I can't explain I feel a pull towards you and the tug of the sting makes me let my guard down.