Finally! We are alone for two days in Charlotte. It has been an incredibly long time since we have been alone together. We decide to spend the two days just having fun. No stress. No children. No work. Let's go out on the town and just go crazy. Do things we never do and really let loose. We go out and about and are having a pretty good day. For lunch we go to a little neighborhood karaoke spot. While were eating, we can't help but laugh at some of the people on stage. Karaoke is always a lot of fun. Well if you are the one laughing at everyone else. You push, prod and prompt me to sing a song for you. You know the one I mean. Finally I give in and just go for it. It wasn't the best rendition of "One eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater" but it wasn't the worst either. We laugh and laugh and have a great time.
Later in the evening we decide to go out on the town and hit a local bar. I am dressed in simply jeans with a polo shirt. You are wearing tight jeans and a white button up shirt just for me. You look incredible. We are walking down a street similar to Bourbon Street. There are bars everywhere. Which one to go into to was the question. As we walk down the street we find the Cowboys Red River saloon. Just your type of place with just your type of music. It's early so when we go in we have no problem finding a booth toward the back of the place.
Before the crowds come in you and I take a couple of line dancing lessons. I admit it is fun but my two left feet shine through. You aren't bad and seem to pick up the steps pretty well. You seem to enjoy it and your really like the music they play here. We sit in the booth just talking and playfully kissing on each other for some time. It is obvious we are enjoying being together again.
As the crowd starts to filter in, the tables begin to fill up. All manor of people come to this place. Old and young, cowboy/cowgirl and everyday people like us. The place is busy but not too crowded. You and I take a couple of turns on the dance floor but I almost end up falling flat on my face. I guess will sit the next few songs out.
Back at the table you and I are both drinking somewhat heavily. Neither one of us are usually drinkers but tonight we have reason to drink. Tonight is the night that you are supposed to strap a cock on and ram my virgin ass! I still can't explain why, but this has been a fantasy of mine for years. I guess it is all those years of taking control and being in control both at work and home. I guess I just seek an experience when I am completely vulnerable and in your hands. We are both completely nervous. The alcohol is supposed to help or so we tell ourselves. Drink after drink we begin feeling pretty good. Even you have a light buzz going on.
Just then one of your favorite Sawyer Brown songs comes on and you want to dance. "Come on, dance with me," you beg. I don't feel like dancing anymore. Besides, I almost fell last time. Dancing is not for me. Until tonight I didn't know you could dance at all either. Overhearing our conversation a man approaches the table. He is a younger man, maybe 28 and tall. He must be 6'4" tall and has a thin, muscular physique. Wearing cowboy boots, jeans and a cowboy hat, he looks like a real cowboy. He introduces himself as Dillon and shakes my hand.
"Sir, I couldn't help but overhear the lady. I would be happy to dance with her if your okay with it," he offers.
Okay with it? It means I don't have to go back out there. "Yeah, I am just fine with it."
Off you two go to the floor. The size difference between you two is a little weird. He is towering over you. You two dance and have a really good time. Returning to the table you tell me that Dillon is a Forest Ranger and a really good dancer. We continue our evening. Three or four times tonight you have went on the dance floor with him. I have watched intently and nothing unusual has happened. It is obvious that you two are playfully flirting and talking but nothing else. Each time you return to the table you kiss me passionately and tell me how much fun you are having.
The two of you go out to the dance floor once again. It is a fast paced line dance and I can tell you are getting tired. I figure we will be leaving soon. As the dance ends a slow song comes on. I wait for you to leave the dance floor but you don't. Dillon takes you in his arms and the two of you begin to sway. Your head turns and settles against his chest and I can see your eyes are closed. As the two of you rock and turn I see that Dillon's hands are on your ass. I can't tell if I'm mad or excited. A couple of minutes into the song, your hands to are on his ass. The two of you rock and turn to the music while your hands explore each others asses. I am going crazy. I think I am excited.
You both return to the table and this time Dillon sits next to you in the booth. You are now sandwiched between me and this other guy. "How was your dance?" is all I can say.
"Incredible,' is your only reply. Then you turn and begin to kiss me. Your tongue is thrusting in and out of my mouth. I feel your hand on my jeans and you begin to rub my cock. Dillon has obviously turned you on. Ignoring him completely you continue to rub my prick. I am so hard now and so ready for you. Our mouths break off and you say to me "well we better get a move on. It's fantasy night after all." We get up and say our goodbyes to Dillon and start back to the hotel.
Inside the room our passion explodes. Quickly we grab at each others clothes. In a matter of minutes our clothes are all over the floor, hanging from the TV and even from a light. Our tongues explore each other as we kiss. Our hands roam free each others bodies. Tonight is going to be something special. You break off our kissing and look me straight in the eyes. "Are you ready to fulfill a fantasy tonight," you say with a big grin. You get up and pull out a large dildo and begin stroking it. "I want you to go into the bathroom and wait for me to call you. I will get ready. When I call you I want you to wait 2 minutes and then come out. I think we are both really going to love this." My heart skips a beat with your words. I can't believe I am going to let you do this to me. I quickly run into the bathroom and wait. It seems like an eternity. God I love fantasy night.
