You could the music upstairs all over the bar. The rhythmic thumping of the bass line drowning out any conversations going on downstairs. I take the last chug of my drink and go upstairs. As I make my way to the bar, I observe the room looking for the one I'm going to take home for the evening. I get another drink and make my way out near the dance floor. The smell of several different brands of perfume isn't what I'd describe as pleasing to the nostrils, but it certainly could be worse. Across the floor I see her. Her brown hair piled upon her head in a messy bun. Her white top pulled tightly across her breasts. Her skirt just barely below the cheek of her ass, as she sways her hips in the rhythm of the music. Some guy is in her ear, but she's disinterested in his advances. I start to make my way to the other side of the floor and stand against the bar. She notices me and realizes this is her way out of the boring conversation she's in the middle of and starts to grind herself against me.
As we start to move away from the bar rail, she reaches backwards and lays her arm around my head. "Thanks for saving me," she yells into my ear to make sure that I can hear her above the music. As my hands slide down her sides, she starts to slither against my body in a snake like motion. I can feel my cock start to stir as she grinds her ass against me over and over again. I reach down to give her ass a slight squeeze, she wraps her arm back around my head. I can feel her lips slightly moaning in my ear as she pushes her ass against my hand. I take the opportunity and slide my fingers in between her legs. She looks me dead in the eyes, as I start massaging the outside of her lips. She can't believe what is happening, as she feels her lips slowly start to spread open and my fingers start to make its way inside her. Her eyes open wide, as I shove my fingers to the knuckle. She's soaking wet, which makes me rock hard. I pull my fingers out of her tight hole and walk away.
