Trish, got a call from her friends to go out dancing. She agreed to go, asking if they'd come at 9 o'clock to pick her up.
She got ready to go out. She had a new dress that she wanted to wear. It was a little black dress.
Trish is a 28-year-old big, beautiful woman. She stands 6 feet tall barefooted. She has a DD bar cup size, and wears a size 18. Her most stunning features are her medium length red hair, and big brown eyes. She has always laughed that she is hider not a flaunter in clothing.
But this little black dress is going to show all her curves, and her long legs. She decided to wear some heels to look extra cute, even though it will make her well over 6 feet tall.
Trish was ready when her friends got there. They all went to the club ready to find some fun.
Tom was hanging out with a couple of his friends. They started getting bored just hanging around the house. They all agreed to go to a club to see what kind of fun they could find.
Tom is about 5 foot 6 inches tall, with very broad shoulders. He is very fit, and toned. Tom has sandy blond hair, and blue eyes. He is a very handsome 25-year-old man. Though he carries himself well he is always concerned about the size of his cock.
Tom knows that he is not very well endowed. He's measured himself when he was hard, his cock measuring up at just over 5 Β½ inches. He is proud that his cock is very thick with a bulbous head, but even more proud that he has very large balls.
Trish, and her friends were able to get a table. They were having drinks while watching the crowd. They all were checking out the men. Trish didn't really see anyone that was catching her eye.
A guy came, and asked her to dance. When she stood up from her seat, she was taller than him. He looked up, and made a smart-ass comment about her being so big and tall. Trish decided that she didn't want to dance after all - telling him to beat it, and sat back down.
Trish ordered another drink while her friends were all out on the dance floor. She was getting very discouraged; this is how it always turns out when she is at a club. Alone at the table.
Tom, and his friends got to the club. They were searching the room to see who was there. Tom was at the bar getting a drink, when he noticed Trish.
Her red hair is what truly caught his attention. He paid for his beer, and decided to go talk to Trish. Tom walked over to the table. He asked, "May I join you?"
Trish looked at Tom for a second. She replied, "Sure, my friends are all out on the dance floor."
Tom smiled, and took a seat right next to Trish. He stuck his hand out, and introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Tom." He said.
Reaching for his hand, "Hi, I'm Trish. Nice to meet you." She replied.
Tom asked, "Why are you not out on the dance floor?"
Trish just shrugged her shoulders.
"Do you want to dance?" Tom asked. "I would love to dance with you." Tom told her.
Trish sighed, and said, "You don't need to do that." "I'm fine sitting here watching. I'm used to it."
Tom looked at Trish oddly. "Why would you be used to it?" "Do you not like to dance?" Tom asked her.
Trish chuckled, and told him, "No, I love to dance. But I seem to intimidate guys."
"Really?" Tom said surprised. He could not understand why, she was beautiful.
"Yeah, I am a bigger lady, and most guys don't always like that." Trish told him.
"Seriously?" "Don't they know bigger is better!" Tom said.
Trish smiled at him, "Thanks."
"No, I'm very serious." "You are very beautiful!" Tom said.
Tom grabbed Trish's hand, and said, "Let's go dance."
Trish stood up, she towered over Tom. He looked up at Trish, and smiled. "Oh, yeah... you are beautiful!"
They went out on the dance floor, and danced the next four songs together. Trish was having a wonderful time.
"Wow, I'm warm. I need a drink." Trish said fanning herself.
Tom held her hand, and led her back to the table. When they got back to the table, all of Trish's friends were there.
Trish introduced Tom to all of them, and sat down to get off her feet. She quickly remembered why she did not wear heels often.
They all said hello to each other. Tom was able to find a chair to bring over to the table, and sit with them. While they were, all talking, Tom's friends came over. They told Tom that they were heading home. They asked if he needed a ride? Tom looked at Trish, and asked her, "Do I need a ride with them home?"
Trish smiled, she looked at his friends, and said, "No, I will make sure he gets home tonight."
They all said good-bye, and left the club. Trish's friends were ready to leave also. Trish told them to go on home, that Tom, and her will get a cab. So, her friends left the club also.
Tom, and Trish decided it was time to leave also.
They went outside to look for a cab. At the moment, there weren't any around. Tom was holding Trish's hand. He started walking. Trish asked him, "Where are we going?"
Tom replied, "Let's start walking, and get away from all the noise."
As Tom was walking past an alleyway, he pulled Trish inside. She asked him, "What are you doing?"
Tom smiled, and told her, "I would like to kiss you." "May I?" he asked her.
Trish said "Yes, most definitely!"
It was a little awkward at first. But they were able to get positioned so they weren't so clumsy.
Tom kissed Trish passionately, while she was returning the kiss.
Tom moved to kissing Trish's neck. Trish moved her head to the side so Tom would have better access. Trish started moaning. Tom started blowing in her ear. By him doing this it gave her goosebumps all over her body. Tom whispered in her ear, "You want to go back to my place, or yours?"
Trish moaned, and replied, "Whichever is closer!"
Tom laughed. They walked back to the street. Tom waved down a cab. When they got into the back of the cab Tom asked Trish, "What street do you live on?"
She replied, "Oak street."
Tom said, "I'm closer." He told the cabbie where to go.