She loved to dance, she loved the feeling of the music flowing over her as she moved her beautiful body to the beat. She was tipsy and high on dancing in a crowded hot club. Vivian was surrounded by friends and fellow dancers and she was having a dream time. She loved this, she was happy and she felt so good.
The room was filled with people doing the same, men and women who were all dressed up for the night - showing off, glamorous, sexy - some wearing too much and some far too little. She loved the dancing and the attention she got. Her friends were mixed between women she knew, their boyfriends and other friends of hers. There were ex lovers, some serious and some just casual sex, some were men and even an ex female lover. She liked them all and she was happy to be surrounded by them all. She was indulgent she was turning 30.
She wore a short skirt over her long slim legs and a glitzy sequined slightly revealing top over her small pert breasts, the back was see through revealing no bra and her heels made her look tall as she danced to the beat. Her dark hair flowing and red lips sparkling in the strobe lights.
Her bright eyes were admiring the other dancers, their rhythm and their moves, she liked watching people dance and letting themselves go - it was liberating.
Through the evening she would occasionally stop to chat, to flirt and to drink with friends, the air was thick with the scent of perfume and she was letting go. It was an intoxicating mix. She danced closely with friends and strangers, men and women. She smiled.
Some would flirt with her and some just dance, she didn't mind as tonight as she was being free and wild, she loved their attention. She craved their attention and closeness. One girl came and kissed her, then a man.
It felt electric to be this free and this sexy, she saw people look her up and she did the same to others. She wanted all the pleasure in the world. She felt intoxicated and wild. She was going to let herself go wild.