Candace was enjoying her night out with the girls. They had started getting their groove on early in the day, sipping wine and getting in the mood for a night of club hopping. It was not very often that all four of them could get together for a night of leisure activity. For the first time in six months the group was together and out on the town for a night of fun.
Arriving to the club early had insured the girls an optimum booth at the front of the dance floor and close enough to the bar. Darcell, Jennifer and Kelly were having an extremely fun filled night. They had not sat down off the dance floor in over an hour. Candace had taken a time out to rest, the night was still young and she was trying to conserve energy. Although the night was an enjoyable one Candace had hoped to meet someone interesting or intriguing. But as she sat and glanced around the room she realized that the pickings were pretty slim tonight.
Bernard was about to leave the club, but decided to have one last drink. He stood at the bar and observed the action in the room. He was getting tired of the club scene. It never changed, all the women were still the same and not very interesting to him anymore. He was hoping for a little action tonight, but was ready to call it quits at this hour. Just as he was turning to leave he noticed Candace sitting alone.
She was beautiful and sexy. She looked to be just about danced out, but Bernard was drawn to her. She saw him approaching and sat up straight. "Hi beautiful, would you like to dance. If you are not to tired?" Bernard asked in his most seductive voice.
"How could I say no to a man as handsome as you?" Candace smiled as she stood and was lead to the dance floor by this strange but handsome man. He was at least six-feet tall and was toned and muscular. He was fresh from the barbershop, all clean cut and shaven. He smelled absolutely wonderful and was so very delicious to look at.
The music was pumping to a lively fast dance mix and the dance floor was alive with energy and movement. Bodies pressed tightly together, bumping and grinding. Hot and sweaty bodies that filled the air with a heavy seductive fragrance moved together and individually, and all to the steady beat of the music. Finding a place for them, Bernard turned and faced Candace and began moving to the music. Bernard was an excellent dancer and moved very light and sure on his feet. He had always wished he had had the nerve to be an exotic dancer, because he was equipped for the job. Bernard put his hands around Candace's waist and pulled her body closer to his.
"Hi." He said against Candace's ear. "I am Bernard."
"Hi Bernard. I am Candace, and I want you to know you can really dance." She replied smiling her best dazzling smile. "You move like an exotic dancer."
"Thanks if that is meant to be a compliment. You are not to bad yourself." He said watching the movement of her hips.
"Yeah...watch this. I just learned this." Candace turned her back to him and leaned forward gripping her knees. She than began shaking and bouncing her ass doing the "booty" dance. She had only learned last night how to do this nasty dance, but she liked doing it.
Last night Darcell and Kelly had taught her how to "booty" dance by telling her just to imagine that she was riding a big dick, and that is exactly what she was doing now. She backed into Bernard and rubbed her ass against his pelvis. Bernard reached down and gripped her small waist pulling her hips against his body. He joined in her little seductive dance by going through the moves of fucking that nice round ass from behind.
She felt his dick as it hardened and throbbed against her. She continued with her dance enjoying the fact that she was turning him on. She turned to face him and he pulled her body to his and pressed his face against her neck.
"Dayum Candace, you sure got a sweet little fat ass. Where are you from... and how do I get to your house? Dayum girl." He said trailing kisses down her throat.
