She walked across the floor, her hips swaying in time to the music. Her long brown, coppery hair bounced when she walked and her concrete blue eyes glittered. Her fringe fell in her eyes. Her glass held some type of pink alcoholic liquid, something fruity, so straight looking, she was totally hot. I downed the last half of my glass of Johnnie Walker Black and Coke.
I can smell my own excitement through my tight grey jeans. Her movements made my cunt tingle and I ached to be alone with her instead of in this crowded nightclub. She came up to me.
"Hey, I'm Alice."
"Neeka."
"I know total cliche here but... do you come here often?"
"Not really, do you?"
"Only if you'll help me."
I almost fell over as I was imagining doing just that. Alice giggled at my obvious flustered. A smile spread slowly, predatorily, over her face.
"You're easy to fluster, aren't you? I'm not. Actually I'm quite honest about what I want."
I could barely stammer
"I've never been a forward person."
"Do you like what you see?"
I just nodded as I checked her out now that I had a better view. Alice was shorter than me, I'm 5'7, Alice was roughly 5'5 with amazing curves, her breasts could easily be 36D and her hips matched them. My cunt got wetter. Alice leaned really close and whispered in my ear...
"So, Neeka, if you took me into the bathroom right now... what would you do to me?"
I couldn't believe it, this gorgeous woman was standing here in front of me making me completely horny in a crowded nightclub and I had no voice to help myself out. I was dumbstricken by her. She ran her hand over the tips of my ice-blue mohawk...
"That ice-blue goes well with your amber... green... amber, hmmm your eyes keep changing colour..."
I laughed at this. Nobody had noticed without me telling them before.
"Maybe I had more than I thought before I came over here?"
"No, you are right. My eyes do change colour... depends on my mood though."
"Well, right now, they are greenish tinged amber... what does that mean?" I was gonna tell her. It would be impolite not to. I leaned in real close to her ear.
"It means I'm getting really fucking horny and its your fault."
I brushed my lips against her ear and flicked the tip of my tongue under the tip of her ear. She shivered and put her hands on my hips.
"If you think you're horny now...."
she let her sentence trail off and took my hand to lead me out onto the dance floor.
The club was playing the latest hits when we first stepped on the floor. Music designed to make you dance. Alice started to sway with the beat of the music. I followed her lead. She moved closer to me, I moved closer to her. I could feel the satiny fabric of her forest green halter-top rubbing against my navel, I was wearing a plain white work shirt, tied up under my breasts, which are ample, you could see the tattoo on my lower back as well as the one on my stomach. She reached out to feel my tattoo.
"I like your colours."
she smiled as her hand moved under my tattoo, the rainbow colours of it stood out against the pale colour of her skin. I pulled her closer towards me. Our hips met and soon we were grinding on one another. Her skirt brushed my knees. I could feel her fingers toying with the waistband of my jeans. I was starting to re-consider how much I had wanted her earlier as being only the beginning. I was in flames as she moved against me playing with my waistband. Her fingers traced along my belly button and I could feel them inching slowly up. I looked around nervously, but no-one seemed to be taking any notice. The people aound us seemed like waves undulating, changing. We were all so pressed together you could barely breathe, and in fact I was starting to find the breathing thing difficult.
Her hands had moved from my stomach to reach behind me. Pulling me closer into her, she traced the outline of my triquatra tattoo. Tickling my lower back and running her hands up my spine. I could feel myself collapsing into her will. I'd give in and she knew it now. I could see the smile on her face as she directed us through the crowded floor, pushing me up against the wall. I felt her thigh in between my thighs, her mouth on my neck.
"We shouldn't do this."
My half-hearted protest muffled as she kissed me for the first time. Her tongue flicked my lip and I opened. My tongue met hers tentatively. I was so nervous I could feel my heart beating in my throat. But I couldn't resist what my core wanted any longer. I wrestled her tongue, switching positions, forcing her against the wall. Drinking her in through our mouths, I wanted to taste all of her. I almost forgot where we were, that night on the floor, I almost lost all control and fell to my knees to taste her desire. But she broke away, both of us gasping for breath.
"We should go somewhere more private..."
I could see what she meant, we'd started to attract looks with that display...
"I think you might be right Alice." I smiled at her.
"I drove tonight... we could get out of here all together?"
Alice looked at me and then said yes and we left the club.
We walked the couple blocks to my car in silence. The parking lot round us was empty.
"I like your car."
We were both so nervous now that we were out of the heat of the club, away from the music designed to bring moving bodies together. Alice stood at the front of my car, her hands splayed on the metallic purple bonnet of my Corvette Stingray 1969... soft top. My car is hot.
I walked up behind her and circled my arms round her waist. She held my hands tighter over her stomach. I licked up her neck to her earlobe,