Burning Up The Dancefloor

The DJ had the dance floor packed, and I was getting sweaty in my button up shirt. I took a moment to walk outside for some cool air, enjoying a moment to myself. When I returned, Jasmine grabbed my hand and pulled me aside.

“Let’s go sign the guest book!”

“Alright, but first, another drink!”

“I’m jealous,” she said.

After I made a stop at the open bar and signed our names we returned to the dance floor.

When the song ended I noticed a pretty redhead standing next to me.

“Can I steal your partner?” she asked.

“Sure,” I said, handing Jasmine to her. Nicole looked confused for a moment before deciding to roll with it.

The next song was a banger, so the two girls danced up on each other as I watched from a couple of feet away. I stood back for as long as I could, but I soon jumped between them, grinding on both girls and sneaking a few kisses from Jasmine.

The girls talked through the next song, but I couldn’t hear them over the music, and I eventually made my way back to the bar.

“Hey,” Jasmine greeted me on my return by yelling into my ear. “Do you want to fuck her?”

I looked over to Nicole. “I’ve never been with a ginger.”

“I invited her up to our suite.”

“What about the others?”

“We’ll include them.”

“Seriously?” I asked.

“Do you have a problem with taking advantage of a drunk girl?”

“Not if you don’t.”

“Good answer,” she said as she waved Nicole over with her finger. “Now, kiss her.”

Once again, I was struck by the redhead’s beauty. Her makeup was subtle but striking, and I had a feeling she didn’t look nearly as good when she woke up in the morning, but it didn’t matter.

“Jasmine says I should kiss you,” I told her.

“Yeah? Well, you better do what your girlfriend says.”

“Good advice,” I said as I pulled her in for a quick one.

“Not good enough!” Jasmine grumbled. “Lay it on her!”

“I’ve never done something like this before,” Nicole admitted. “I’m not sure I’m ready to share.”

“It doesn’t have to be anything serious,” I said. “Plus, it’s a wedding!”

“True,” she said as she pulled me in for another kiss.

We found Josie and told her our plan. She was eager to follow, informing us Sabrina was already back at the hotel with swollen feet and tired out from carrying the extra weight around.

“Should we warn her we’re coming?” I asked.

“That’s a good idea,” Josie said. “I don’t have my phone on me. Could you call?”

“Sure,” I said as I pulled my arm back from around Nicole’s waist to reach my phone.

“Hello?” Sabrina answered.

“Hey, we’re heading your way, just wanted to let you know so you could get in the mood.”

“Shit, I’m sorry, Mike, but I’m not going to be up for anything tonight.”

“It’s me, Nicole, and the girls.”

“Seriously?”

“Say hi, Nicole.”

“Hey, Sabrina! We’ll see you soon!”

“Alright, let me get presentable!”

“We’re a minute away,” I said.

“Get ready, bitch!” Josie shouted.