"Yeah." He looked down and over to the band playing. He flicked a thumb.
"You like it?"
"Love it."
"So, you wouldn't mind a man like myself asking you for a dance?"
"I'll be glad too."
He took her hand, she put the beer bottle down and they went to the dance floor.
The colorful lights circled the floor and the band began their up beat country song.
Clay took Patricia's right hand and rested his left on her narrow waist. He could feel her plum butt under her tight jeans. He looked into her blue eyes and smiled a playfully.
They slowly began moving their hips to the music. Her hips were rocking against his crotch. It surprised Clay for a moment, but he liked how it felt. He wanted to enter her vagina, but knew he had to be patient and wait. Then as they turned around, she pinched Clay's butt. Clay clenched up and smiled. Patrica bit her lip and raised her eyebrows.
Patricia could feel the muscular build underneath Clay's shirt; there was no doubt this cowboy had spent a lot of time at the gym. He smelled of alcohol and Stetson cologne.
She welcomed the growth pressing against her vagina as she rocked into him. She looked down on it as if something new was happening. She loved how big it felt.
They were dancing for a while and they decided to go upstairs and finish the night with some sex.
He opened a door and spotted a couple fucking in there like grunting pigs. He went to another one and was relieved to find it empty. They entered the small room with a queen size bed sitting by itself on the far wall. Clay made certain to lock the door. His heart was beating heavy in his chest and hewanted to see how this woman was in bed after all.
Clay placed his hands on her waist and Patricia began to spread her hands over his chest. Then Clay picked her feet off the ground and she wrapped her legs around him, kissing his neck. He laid her down on the bed and started to button down her shirt as she did the same with him. Clay was delighted with her body. She had milky white breasts and a smooth flat stomach that Clay hand an urge to kiss.
He looked down on her and loved the lost expression on her face as she started to unbutton his jeans and take them down. She ran her hands down his naked and thickly muscled legs. Clay tensed and rippled them.
Clay un-strapped her bra and threw it to the side. He bit his lip and looked at her round breasts. He cupped her left one brought the nipple into his warm mouth sucking on it gently, teasing her nerve endings and causing her to moan.
"Now, easy." Clay said, putting her arms above her head. He cupped both breasts slowly stroking the underside with his fingers and the top with his palms. He massaged them around, his head following them and sucking on her nipples.
Patricia looked down with her mouth open and heaving. She had already developed beads of sweat on her forehead. She placed her hands on his broad back. It was well muscled and she rubbed it up and down rolling her eyes back as Clay dug his face into her cleavage.
He felt her heaving under him and she stroked his abs. Clay takes down her skirt and pecks small kisses down her leg as he slided down her panties.
His hands go down her stomach and he slowly sucks a kiss on the top of it, and then went to her middle and sucked a kiss there. She tensed and her stomach trembled. He moved his tongue inside her belly button and sucked on it. Her back arched slightly and her head dug into the pillow.
"OhhHH…."
