"Oh no Bob, you naughty, naughty boy, you're not allowed to spank a lady..." scolded Julia flirtatiously over her shoulder, with a cheeky giggle as she continued to shake her bouncy bubble bottom for him. Her husband Thomas hadn't expected this, he wasn't sure what he was expecting but it sure as hell wasn't his lovely wife Julia, wiggling her sexy peach for a complete stranger and only teasingly scolding him for smacking her jiggly jelly bottom...
...Thomas liked watching his wife Julia dancing, she really was 'poetry in motion' as they say, he just wasn't so keen on Weddings. He found them rather boring. So there he was sitting all alone, drinking a fairly bland whiskey, amazed at his gorgeous wife's ability to literally dance the night away.
A young man sat down next to him, in his wife's seat. Thomas hadn't seen him before but he was dressed in a sharp suit, shirt and tie, so Thomas asked if he was with the Bride or Groom?
"Oh I see, no, I'm a business man, I'm staying here at the hotel." replied the stranger.
"That must be tough, working away from home and having to listen to this racket?" said Thomas sympathetically, pointing to the noisy band, churning out yet another cheesy wedding number.
"No, I love it."
"Really?" Thomas asked, surprised...
"Oh yes I like a good wedding," he chirped, "I love seeing the ladies, all dressed up and on the dance floor...after they've had a few...too many."
"I mean, just look at that sexy babe over there, what a tasty feast of eye candy she is..." he said pointing towards the dance floor.
Thomas looked over where he was indicating and thought, 'that's my wife he's pointing at,' with a sudden burst of pride. He knew full well his wife Julia was a 'sexy babe' but he liked being reminded of just what a hot little, pretty young thing, she really was.
Thomas was about to proudly declare, 'that's my beautiful wife, I'll pass on the compliment...'
When the stranger added, with a lecherous grin, "I'd love to give her a good seeing to..."
Thomas thought he better tell this gatecrasher that the 'eye candy' he wants to 'give a good seeing to,' is already spoken for, before it's too late and this gets more than a little embarrassing...
But it was already beyond the pale, as the stranger added lecherously, "look at the tits on that honey, her lovely pointy nipples are so perky too, she just loves showing off those sexy puppies."
And it got worse, much worse, as if on command, Julia swivelled round, bent her knees and stuck her bottom out, as she sexily wiggled her shapely hips, in time to the music...
"Oh wow yes," the stranger chuckled happily, "what an ass, that's an absolute peach, look at her thrusting that yummy bummy, right out there on display..."
Mercifully, that was the last dance, the music stopped and the lights came on, as Julia made her way back to their table. Thomas had forgotten the leering letch was sitting in her seat, as she came right up to the stranger and looked over at Thomas expectantly...
"Oh, this is your wife?" said the stranger standing tall, seemingly not in the least bit put out...
Thomas thought the stranger would look shame faced and apologise as he made a hasty retreat, but no, he never even blanched, this was one cool customer.
"Charming to meet you..." said the stranger grandly, before theatrically bowing and kissing the back of Julia's hand.
"Oh, a real gentleman," gushed Julia, beaming from ear to ear, "I'm Julia, pleased to meet you kind sir." she countered, with a cute little mock curtsey.
"Your husband..." he said, looking over at Thomas...
"Thomas." replied Thomas helpfully...
"Yes, your husband Thomas and I, call me Bob by the way, were just admiring your wonderful dance moves Julia."
"No you weren't, you silly men," giggled Julia, as her pretty face lit up, secretly pleased with the compliment.
"You might have seen some descent moves," continued Julia, slightly blushing now, as she gazed into Bob's pale blue eyes, "if they'd played any half descent songs tonight."
"I have a great Bose mini sound system in my room, here at the hotel..." boasted Bob eagerly. "I always bring it with me, the sound is exquisite, why don't we all go up and listen to some of your favourite tracks now Julia?"
Thomas definitely didn't want to go to this creepy guy's hotel room, after he'd been ogling his wife. Lusting after Julia is excusable, he grudgingly supposed, she is a stunner after all, but 'Bob' didn't even have the decency to look embarrassed, when he realised Thomas was her husband.
But before Thomas could say anything, Julia tilted her head coquettishly and smiled at Bob as she pushed his shoulder with a giggled squeal...
"Oh Bob, you bold boy, imagine asking a married lady to go up to your room...no way Bobby and I thought you were a gentleman too...not unless you've got my absolute favourite songs?"
"Name you favourite songs Julia..." was the increasingly annoying Bob's, rather clever riposte.
Julia brushed her fingertips through her long blonde hair and proceeded to rhyme off three songs in quick succession, all of which Thomas could readily vouch for. God knows, he'd been dragged out, kicking and screaming, onto the dance floor by his wife, whenever they were played...
"I love those songs too Julia, I have them all." replied a very assured and confident Bob.
"Well that's settled then." said Julia firmly, with a big sexy smile on her face. She was obviously delighted, that the impending finish, to this seemingly endless day of nonstop dancing was on hold and whoopee doo, there might be more dancing to come.
'Not so fast Julia...' thought Thomas to himself, 'when I explain later, why we couldn't go up to his room, she'll understand...I think.'
But Bobby boy must have sensed Thomas' reluctance, as he quickly turned to him and added...
"I have a rather pleasant bottle of whiskey there too Thomas, it's really good...and I mean, really good Thomas, I bet you'd love a tipple or two?" he said, pointing at Thomas' empty glass.
"Oh, all right then..." replied Thomas, with a resigned sigh, not wanting to be a party pooper...and another drink might be quite nice. He didn't want Julia calling him a 'fuddy-duddy' again, as she had been, all night long, at Thomas' increasing unwillingness to dance with his lovely but insatiably boogying wife.
'This isn't so bad...' Thomas thought to himself, pleasantly surprised, sitting in a very agreeable hotel room, sipping what proved to be a very fine whiskey indeed. He really felt relaxed now, with the lovely soft warm kick from the creamy smooth whiskey, soothing his throat and making him feel a little bit dreamy, pleasantly mellow and totally chilled.
"Oh yes this is soooo nice..." declared Julia, smiling happily, as she squeezed in beside Thomas on the armchair. She was slightly tipsy now, with a fresh and rather large strawberry daiquiri cocktail in hand, courtesy of their generous host.
Thomas liked having Julia squished in close to him, she was so soft and warm and deliciously sexy. She nuzzled her head onto Thomas' shoulder and brushed her hand across his chest. He was about to put his arm around her and hug her close to him, when she jumped up excitedly...
"Oh yes, I almost forgot, you promised to play my favourite songs Bob...I hope you haven't been stringing me along Bobby boy?" She poked his chest playfully and wagged her finger at him as she shook her head mockingly. "You better not buster or you'll find out what happens to a cheeky chappy when he teases a lady."
"I haven't forgotten Julia," responded Bob charmingly, with a disarming smile, "a gentleman never forgets a promise to a lady."
'He's really milking it now...' thought Thomas to himself, a few minutes ago his tongue was hanging out and his eyes were on stalks, gawping at his wife. Now it's a 'gentleman' this and a 'lady' that, or was that just Thomas being churlish.
And Thomas had to give bold Bobby boy the Bobster his dues, he had all of Julia's favourite songs, he thought that was just a ruse but he was as good as his word. Julia's lips formed a sexy 'O' shape as the first song played with a deep quality base. She smiled with her eyes as she stared at Thomas and Bob with a smouldering look on her gorgeous face. Julia grinned wickedly as she started to dance, slow and sexy with her arms up and her hips swaying from side to side.
Thomas had to admit it was kind of hot and sexy, watching Julia dancing to her beloved tunes, now that she was away from the bustling dance floor, with just Bob and him for company. The heady mix of the wonderful whiskey coupled with the intimacy of Julia dancing alone for them, was sensuous and alluring.
Then Julia's, 'all time favourite song...of all time,' came on and she was in her element. She was really going for it now, obviously determined to show off some of the 'descent moves,' she'd promised them.
Thomas watched, totally mesmerised, as Julia swirled and shuffled and swivelled her shapely hips. The soft sensuous swaying of Julia's wonderful curves was strangely hypnotic. Thomas glanced over at Bob and he could tell from his slack jawed, drooling mouth, that he was rather enjoying it too.
