I closed my eyes and let the slow pounding beat of the music drip down my body, mixing with the sweat sliding down between my breasts... across my tight, undulating belly...

disappearing between my legs where I felt the first stirrings of a different, but familiar wetness. My fingernails gripped his shoulders as I ground my softness against the hard ridge in his pants. I smiled into his eyes -- he looked so hungry and ready to eat me alive -- and toyed the perspiration from my upper lip. His eyes closed and his own lips parted slightly. I could feel his heart thumping against my palm as my fingers stroked his silk tie like it was the underside of his length.

His hips began to roll unconsciously between my thighs as I leaned forward and brushed a nipple against his cheek. He shuddered beneath me and his mouth parted wider. I teased my nipple across his dry lips, pulling back quickly as I felt the hot wetness of his tongue kiss my tit. He moaned. I giggled. I could feel his hand surreptitiously cupping my soft place, fingers kneading the softness of my skin. His length strained against his fly as I rocked forward, pressing my mons hard against the constrained shaft. Just as he started to hump up against me, I lifted myself off of his lap and the music began to subside. As the all too familiar song neared its climax, I slowly slid my breasts down his chest, brushing my cheek against his face, breathing warm against his neck... my nipples chafing lightly against his stiff cotton shirt, then down over the cold metal of his buckle. Leaning forward, I pressed my breasts into his erection and lay my head flat on his stomach where the pounding of his heart filled my ear as the music finally subsided and another mix began. "Did you enjoy that, lover?" I asked, my softness tingling in anticipation of the rest of the evening. "God, did I ever, " he answered. I smiled up at him as he fumbled with a handful of 20 bills and pressed them into my palm. "Thank you." "I'll see you again sometime, I hope, " I smiled as I tucked his money into my purse, planted a wet one on his cheek and turned to pick my way through the smoky bar... stepping between tables where guys of all descriptions where being seduced by naked young beauties to the tune of an old Kenny Loggins song. In the corner, by the door, one of those beauties waited for me.

I grasped her hand as we kissed lightly and headed to the dressing room. Work was over for another day and my softness was afire with anticipation of what would happen next...

we had the rest of the evening together...