I sat quietly at a table playing with the gold band on my finger. I wasn't sure why I was going through with this but I was. Part of me was excited at the prospect of sleeping with someone new and part of me felt guilty for being here while my husband sat home with the kids. Even if nothing more came out of this I loved to dance and that is what I was going to do.
One of my favorite songs began to play and I decided to join everyone else doing a line dance called the nasty slide. I stood and straightened my shirt as I walked out to the large hard wood dance floor. I moved my booted feet in time with everyone else and swiveled my hips to the music. I watched the men around me in their tight wranglers and Stetson hats. There were several I wouldn't mind letting fuck me until I couldn't walk. Especially one, he danced right in front of me. He was tall and had large build. When he smiled large dimples sat in his cheeks and his big blues sparkled. The black hat on top his head looked like it was made just for him. I couldn't get enough of the way his ass moved behind the tight blue denim.
When the song ended I detoured to the bar to get a beer before going back to my table. When I arrived at my seat the man I had been watching on the floor was sitting there with 2 of his friends. A little disgusted that I had lost my table on such a busy night and wouldn't be able to find another one on such a busy night I started to go up to them and ask for my table back. A few feet away from them he looked up at me and smiled.
"Was this your seat?" He asked in a sexy southern drawl.
"Yes it was." I found myself answering timidly instead of angrily like I meant to. His eyes looked into mine and I melted. "I can go find another I guess."
"Tell ya what, it doesn't look like your gonna find another seat in here tonight, why don't ya sit down here with us."
I didn't answer I just sat down in the chair he pulled out next to him for me.
"I am Keith; this is Rick and Bill. And you are?"
"Tess." I smiled
"Well Tess, what brings ya out by yourself tonight?" Bill asked. I could tell it was a bit of a flirty question but he wasn't my type at all. He was tall and way too skinny for my taste. At about 6 foot he couldn't have weighed more than 150 pounds. His blonde hair was cut in the out of date mullet cut and a big wad of Copenhagen was stuck behind his bottom lip. I cringed as he spit into his empty beer bottle.
Rick was a little better but I could tell he had his eye on a girl across the bar. He watched her walk from guy to guy in her too tight jeans and short shirt that barely covered her tits. You could tell by the way she flirted with every man she talked to, sitting in their laps, kissing cheeks and touching asses, she was a bit easy or at least it looked that way to me and every man at my table. They made their comments about how she was making her rounds and Rick knew he could get in her pants if he got to her first. I just chuckled at their talk.
A slow song began to play and Rick quickly jumped up to go find the lady he wanted. I saw Bill look at me as if he was asking me to dance; I acted like I didn't notice. As soon as he stood up to walk around to me Keith grabbed my hand and asked me to dance. Before I could even answer he was dragging back out to the floor.
"I had to save you from Bill. You dance with him once and he thinks he's taking you home." Keith told me with a deep sexy chuckle.
"Thank you very much. "I flashed him my sexiest smile.
"So what ya doing out alone tonight? You never answered Bill." He asked taking my left hand and touching the gold band on my finger. I was a bit embarrassed but wasn't sure if even cared so I answered him.
