Gyrating wildly to the music, you miss the first approach. A hand, gently laid upon your naked shoulder holds you...but the volume of the band, the floor full of dancers, and the proximity of so many other people causes you to miss the intent of the touch. But you don't mistake the two soft hands laid on both sides of your bare mid-riff. You turn...and in the flashing lights of the dance floor, you see a smiling young woman with long brown hair, a black, skin-tight, leotard top, long black slacks, high heels and a wicked look of delight upon her face.
Had you noticed her before? Was she at the bar? Hmmm....you think as you stare into her dark eyes - What should I do now? You smile, and in smiling, confirm what she had already taken for granted...your complete cooperation. She leads you... you dance....following her. Her moves are feminine, yet unmistakably they direct you, and you go where she wants you to go. After the song, a soft command in your ear..."Follow me!".
She threads her way to the Lady's room where, upon entering, you notice two women putting on lipstick at the sink. They note the possessive demeanor of your new friend as she steers you into the room. There is still one open spot at the mirror above the sink and she whispers forcefully into your ear...."Take off that lipstick!". You look quizzically, but her no-nonsense stare tells you that you must, and strangely, you want to comply. You fit between the two girls in their mid twenties at the sink, and they perfunctorily check you out as they finish their makeup touchups. One last toss of their heads to test the hairspray and they leave together. This leaves the bathroom to you and the dark-haired stranger you've just met.
She strides purposefully to the door and jams a mop handle through the door handle to keep it from being opened from the other side. You raise an eyebrow as you watch her do this. She does not speak. She sits atop the sink and smiles at you as she removes one long patent-leather boot, then the other. The black stretch pants which seem to go on forever on her long legs are the next to come off. You only stare in disbelief as you realize what is likely to unfold here. Beneath the slacks she wears only the leotard which has snaps beneath. She undoes these leaving her pussy open to your gaze.
She has dark, rather straight pubic hair, well trimmed, and you think how nice it looks situated between those long legs! She sits on the counter with both feet up on the sinktops, her back to the mirror, and her legs now spread wide before you! She slips a finger, then two...into her dark cleft while visibly stimulating her clitoris! You cannot believe that within only fifteen minutes of meeting her, you are actually participating in this strange tableau! Your finger creeps beneath your own short skirt to feel the damp flesh. She grins mischievously and with a single, long finger, she motions you to come forward. You stand between her legs which are still up on the countertop, spread very wide. She pulls your face forward, kisses you fully on the mouth, then sticks the finger that she probed her own cunt with straight into your lips and you suck it gently as you suspected she wanted you to do.
