It was the way she danced that first attracted him to her: the way she moved to the music - sensual, fluid, provocative - captured his eye and he couldn't look away. He found himself aroused as he watched her. She seemed to be dancing for him, for his pleasure, swaying her beautiful body, moving in a way that gave him a glimpse of soft thigh and firm full breast through short partings of her wrap. He was amazed that her dance partner wasn't attentive to her sexy display.
He suddenly realized that she was looking at him! Eye contact led to a small smile on her face, and he drained his drink and walked to her, cutting in politely. He gazed into her eyes as he came close and set his hands on her waist, not wanting to restrict her from her erotic dance, but she moved to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself to him. The feel of her firm body against him gave him an erection which he was sure she could feel against her soft belly. Suddenly she rose on tiptoes and whispered, close to his ear "Do you want me?"
The ride to his house was a sexual joyride; she sat close, kissing his ear and neck, gripping and massaging his now fully-erect cock through his jeans. He drove with one hand, the other slowly caressing her velvety inner thighs and feeling the contour of her pussy through damp satin panties. He felt her fingers unbutton his jeans and gasped involuntarily as her warm fingers wrapped around his cock. She stroked him lovingly for a moment and then bent over and took him into her mouth. She kissed, licked and fondled him for what seemed like hours, until he finally turned in to his driveway.
They were to aroused for words as they made their way to his bedroom. He left her there for a moment, to put on some music - a dark sultry blues record - and pour some wine. When he returned, he found the lights lowered and she was lying, completely nude, on his bed, playing with a silk tie. She accepted his wine and took a sip, then set it aside and lay back as he undressed. He saw her smile as he sat beside her. "Are you mine?" he asked her quietly. "Yes, I'm yours for tonight." she whispered.