luck6

"I could dance all night with you in my arms,"Howie offered as the softened melody harmoniously enveloped the club.
"There's a lot more you could do with me in your arms,"Sherl returned; curling her fingers into the soft mess of curls.
"Do tell,"he ventured.
"I'd rather show you,"she breathed.
"Lead the way." He'd been waiting for her signal all night long. She led him back into the roped off area the guys had been sitting in before."I'm confused."
"Sit,"she ordered.
He did as she requested and turned to find her gone. It wasn't very long before she made her presence known as he felt the caress of her hands slither up his leather clad thighs from under the tablecloth. She unhooked the metal button before drawing the zipper languidly down with her teeth; her teeth lightly grazing the soft material underneath. She drew his solidness through the fly trap of his boxers greedily devouring every inch of his masculinity to her full extent. The vibration of her subtle moans coursed throughout him. It would have drove him crazy to know at this point those vibrations were from the ministrations she had managed to give herself along with his. Her generosity was abruptly drawn away from his body as she manuevered herself from under the table. She disengaged each button on his matching vest as her tongue traced a pattern along that path until she reached his gaze again. All rationality was telling him this was wrong, what if they got caught but his body disagreed as she consumed the luscious flavor of his mouth with hers. He quickly pressed through the buttons of her blouse revealing the sheer white lace cupping her voluptuous chocolate mountains. He tripped the concealing feature to appease his fascination with the subjects at hand. His tongue lightly tripped over the taut dark manifestation before encompassing it. He languidly circled the magnificent little creature as her back arched in full surrender of his gesture. As he released her she brazenly slid her skirt up her thigh as she embraced the fullness of his penetration. She devilishy met his gaze as her body writhed frivolously upon him. He caught her unrestrained protrusion and drew it in as he felt compelled to taunt it just a slight bit further. She soon found herself being controlled not only by his mouth but by the force shifting underneath. He thrust fervently within her as she gripped the chair to hopefully gain some control. She however was unable as felt herself clinging to his tantalizing rhythm. She was flooded with the force of his warmth as she violently flew backward into the table sending the wobbling archive crashing onto the floor. Both interrupted from the silent bliss they were in, they simultaneously turned to find the table gone from it's position and sideward on the floor. She turned her gaze back toward him, sweat the only holding her draped clothing on and breathily produced,"Damn you're good!"

The realization finally struck him that they had shown the hold world what their bedroom capabilities were, he responded,"You realize what we just did don't you?"
"Mhmm. And no one was the wiser to it either,"she nonchalantly pulled herself back together.
"So you free the rest of the evening?"he inquired; pulling the remnants of his clothing back together.
"What do you think?"she winked.
"I think we need to get out of here before you cause any more trouble."
"Where to?"
"Anywhere you wanna go?"
"How 'bout the pool on the roof?"
"Are you crazy?"
"I'll be there to keep you warm remember?"
He hesitated."I've got a better idea."
"Really now?"
"Follow me."
She found herself in a luscious bubblebath sharing champagne and making love the remainder of the evening. When morning's light broke, she found her way out of the room. She wanted to stay but she knew he was the one fantasy she lived and would have as her own the rest of her life.