My God she was hot. The older sister of one of my best friends. At twenty-one to my mere twenty it didn't sound like much, but she already had a four year old child. I had hooked up with her at a bar when Jim introduced her to me. Shoulder length brown hair with a slight curl, skinny but with a classical set of curves that were accentuated by her very tight tube top, the sequins of which glinted in every male eye each time she snaked her way to the bar. She had sharp features just like her brother, and a very sharp wit. It took me a couple of minutes shouting at the bar to place her cute lisp. She'd had that operation to fix a cleft palate. Only a tiny scar remained above her top lip, but the lisp revealed a little bit of vulnerability underneath the flinty, tough exterior. Somehow we hit it off. She, the hard case woman with a reputation of fucking only the toughest guys in the place, and me, the well built nerd virgin friend of her younger brother. I would never have guessed.
As an eighties disco tune hit the duke box and added another layer of unbearable noise to the already hopping bar, she pulled me away from the bar towards a postage stamp size dance floor at the other end of the bar. On a ten foot square dance floor there were about twenty woman dancing with one another, all strutting their stuff hoping to snare one of the muscular, macho men surrounding the dance floor and looking at them all hungrily like circling sharks. I was the only hapless soul with pants on that was dragged to the dance floor. Like the true disco king that I was though, as soon as the Bee Gees song hit its stride I was doing my best John Travolta impression. Soon the entire dance floor cleared as me and Roxy disco danced like wild things. I loved dancing and really it wouldn't have mattered if Roxy was there or not, I would still have gotten lost in the beat as song after song played. I was covered in sweat and had a hard on from Roxy grinding her red spandex covered ass against my crotch at every opportunity. Even some of the hard cases watching began to clap their hands as me and Roxy got it on.
Eventually we both caught our breath and were released from the spell of the disco tunes. As we put our arms around each other and pressed our way to the bar for a drink, we were patted on the back by several of the crowd with some encouraging,
"Good on ya's" being shouted at us.
After only one more beer for me and a whisky and ginger ale for Roxy, she leaned close to my ear and shouted.
"Hey ya wanno get outta here? I feel like some fresh air."
"I've got ma car, we can go for a drive if ya like."
"Aye right that would be great, let's go."
It was a cold Scottish night outside the bar, and Roxy had no jacket. I noticed her nipples sticking out proudly as we made the five minute walk to the old Volvo station wagon that I borrowed from work. I gallantly opened the door for Roxy and helped her in, before going around and clambering in myself. I started the old wagon up, and as I fiddled with the controls to crank up the heat, Roxy leaned over and stuck her tongue in my ear.
An electric shock went through my spine as I turned my mouth to meet hers and she stuck her tongue as far down my throat as she could manage, and that was pretty far.
