Gladly Dance with Brit.

"So I am the distraction. Got it." I smiled and gave Alice a peck on the lips.

"Pretty much babe." Alice kissed me back and pinched my behind as she smiled. “Thank you for coming out with us.”

"ID Please." The bouncer at the door said as he stopped Brit who had taken the lead as she was eager to get inside.

"Every fucking time. Even with the shoes. What does this place have against short chicks." Brit put a hand on her hip and grabbed the little purse that hung from her shoulder.

He shook his head and looked at the rest of us. "That goes for everyone. Eighteen to party and twenty-one to drink. I don't make the law pipsqueak."

"Bam. Read it, big man." Brit whipped it out and held up her ID having it ready knowing they would ask.

"You are good to go." He nodded and waved Brit past.

“You two player.” The man looked at me with a smile as I was surrounded by the girls. I already had pulled out my wallet and flashed my ID while the girls were digging through purses. He waved me on through.

"Asshole," Brit whispered as she smirked and then looked at me. I was sure she be carded into her late twenties but by then she would appreciate it. The girls joined us in order and we headed into the club. I noticed a fair mix of people in their late teens to young adults.

"Hang on. there is a guy bartender I have not flirted with yet. I want to see if I can get us some shots for my girl." Christy smiled and headed for the bar.

"You know he will ask for ID," Gwen smirked.

"I got this," Christy said as she headed off shaking her hips as her skirt swayed from side to side.

"Can I help you?" The bartender said as we were walking by.

"I need some shots for me and my girls,” Christy said as she laid down a fifty on the table.

"Are you twenty-one?" He smiled and looked her over.

"Do these look twenty-one to you?" Christy said as she lifted up her shirt flashing her tits in a string bikini top she wore under her bathing suit.

"Oh my god Christy?" Alice laughed and dragged me past before he could check our IDs.

The guy looked stunned for a moment. "They look amazing but unless they have your age written in brail on your nipples, I will need more than that sweetheart." He retorted as he came back to his senses.

Christy reached into the bikini top and pulled out what looked to be an out-of-state driver's license. "Here you go." I was sure the out-of-state part was so no one would look too close as they would be less familiar with it.

He looked it over for a second and then back at her and handed it back. "Coming right up.”

“Thank you,” Christy said as she lifted back up her top then put the card back and pulled down her shirt. “Keep ten for yourself cutie.”

“No, thank you.” He smiled at Christy. We went and found a table and a few seconds later Christy came over with a tray of shots. "Here we go."

"Oh my god, you slut. Thank you." Brit said as she got up and hugged Christy.

"Girl. One day someone is going to catch on that is a fake ID." Gwen smirked.

"He wasn't looking at the ID." Christy smiled setting the tray down.

"I guess I am driving back?" I smiled as I looked at Christy.

"If you like. I can pick my car up from your house in the morning." She nodded and reached for her purse.

"You're not having a shot with us ladies Jake?" Brit looked up at me as she sat back beside me.

"You can have mine. You need it more than I do." I smiled. I wanted to stay sober so I could drive us back.

"Not going to argue with you there sweetie," Brit said taking two herself.

"Here, Jake," Christy tossed me the keys, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she raised a shot glass in her hand. The girls formed a tight circle, and Britney, always the life of the party, grinned widely. "To an unforgettable night!" she declared, and the clink of shot glasses echoed as they raised a toast. Brit doing a double. I took a few shots of the girls together. Then we hit the dance floor. Brit almost dragged me onto the floor as she pulled me by my hand onto the dance floor and turned as she threw her hands up and began to dance in front of me. her small tits bouncing within the tube top she wore. They had a good motion for their small size.

Brit moved closer putting her hands on my chest. I took one of her hands in mine and placed my other on her waist then stepped out and did a little tuck turn. I lifted my hand, twirling her in place as she passed by me. With a subtle flourish, she spun gracefully away from me, and in the limited space on the dance floor, I pulled her back toward me. The movement was swift and small making the most of the confined yet intimate space but her small size allowed me to take charge. As she came back to me I did a little lift picking her up off of the ground as she threw her hands around my neck and spun slightly in place. Her small lithe frame made it easy to twirl her about as I held her by the waist. If it was Alice I might have had to grab a handful of her ass to do the same. After the spin, I set her on the ground and transitioned into a playful dip, lowering her gently back toward the other girl. She threw her arms out and shook her shoulders and then came back up. We danced with my hands on her waist as she did a little turn and shook her hips from side to side as she put her hands on mine and danced with her back toward me.

I felt a smack on my bottom and looked over to see Chisty smiling at me as she gave a little wink as she took our picture. She and Gwen were grinding on Alice who was between them. Christy was behind her while she and Gwen and her were face to face as they both had a hand on each other’s hip while Christy had a hand on Alice’s waist. Alice threw her hands up and did a little turn as she gyrated her hips in a circle. Her long ponytail swirled around, catching the pulsating lights. Her beaded bracelets jingled with the rhythm, adding a subtle, melodic layer to the pulsating music. Alice looked at me and smiled and then moved closer to Gwen as their two pairs of braless bounced to the beat. It was a far cry from her typical good girl image at school but I suppose everyone needed to cut loose. She pressed her tit against Alice’s as the two danced close. Christy turned as the other two girls danced and pressed her back against Alice’s

Brit moved back against me and pulled in a little closer as she guided my hands around her stomach and pressed her back against me as we danced. I placed my head looking over her shoulder as we swayed to the rhythm. She leaned back into me, and I rested my chin on her shoulder. As we continued to sway to the rhythm, Brit gently intertwined her fingers with mine as she leaned back against me and pressed her chin against mine. In response to the pulsating beat, she initiated a subtle swaying motion, guiding our entwined hands in a rhythmic dance over her body that mirrored the tempo of the music. Her ass pressing back against me as she ground it back against me. Driving her short ass back into my crotch as she swayed her hips from side to side with the beat. I could feel myself getting aroused by her body being pressed back against me. Brit looked back and smiled slyly as it just seemed to encourage her more. I was a little sad when the song ended and the girls threw their arms up and all let out a collective woo. The next song was what I guess you call a pogo dance as it involved jumping up and down. Brit went to dance with Gwen getting an eye full of her bouncing breasts in her plunging top. Alice came up dancing behind me and Christy joined in dancing with the girls. I got several pics of them together for Brit. Even one of her motorboating Gwen. After the second dance, we all went to chill and rest for a bit.

“Oh my god. That was so much fun.” Brit smiled.

“Over there.” Christy pointed to an open table in the back as the booth we had before was now occupied. We went over with Alice taking my hand as we followed the others.

“Only four chairs?” I smirked as we got there.

“Looks like I get to give you a lap dance.” Brit teased as she leaned over patting one of the seats.

“Alice. Why the hell have you been hiding the fact Jake can dance? He is so coming out with us from now on.” Gwen smiled at me as she had a seat and one of her boobs popped out flashing her dark reddish nipple.

“Um, Gwen.” I pointed and tried not to look.

Gwen glanced down and then quickly tucked her breast away. “Oh shit.”

“Speaking of coming out,” Britney said.

“You girls do this often?” I smiled and took a seat and Alice sat beside me.

“Gwen flashing everyone. No that is new.” Brit teased as she sat across my lap.

“Sorry. The tape is a little sweaty.” Gwen smirked as she ran her hand up and down along her shirt as she was trying to get the tape to stick back under her shirt. I guess that explained how they had managed to stay tucked away for two dances at least.

“I meant dancing.” I shook my head at Britney.

“Not often enough,” Christy replied as she sat on the other side.

“And let the war begin,” Brit said taking her phone from me as I had ended up with it last taking pictures for her of her with her girls. She was going through them to find ones to post online.

“Not really a fair fight if your boyfriend can’t fight back until he remakes his account,” Gwen replied and the girls laughed.

“Good.” Brit smiled. By that time Brit hoped to have as much up as she could.

“Can’t he just restore it?” I asked not sure how hard it be to restore a deleted account since I never had to do it.

“Might be hard since I might have changed his old password as well before I did it.” Brit bit her lip as she smiled and the girls giggled. Meaning he was most likely fucked. How do you reset a password on a deleted account and how do you restore the account without the password? There might be a way but I was sure he probably just ended up making a new account as it would be much easier.

“Excuse me, ladies.” A guy said as he came over. Not a bad-looking guy in some nice clothes. Nothing I would call too fancy but he stood out. “I saw you ladies on the dance floor and just wanted to say wow.”

“Thanks.” Gwen smiled.

“Why thank you.” Christy grinned.

“So, I am not stepping on anyone’s toes. Are all of you ladies taken or?” He smiled slyly looking around.

“Depends on how old you are sugar.” Christy smiled as she leaned forward on her elbows toward him and rested her chin on her hands.

“Twenty-one.” He shrugged.

“Suddenly I am available.”

“Afraid the rest of us are taken. Sorry.” Alice said.

“Fair enough.” He looked at Christy. “Care to have a drink with me and maybe a dance if your friends don’t mind?” He smiled.

“I suppose just one.” Christy offered her hand and he helped her up out of her seat and they headed toward the bar.

“Well, that didn’t take long.” Alice shook her head.

“Your boy didn’t want to come out Gwen?” I looked over.

“I did not ask. I love him but I have more fun without him sometimes and am just here for Britney. I am sure he is with his fire team playing some war game and will not even notice I am gone.” She shook her head.

“Can I get you girls anything?” A waitress asked as she came over.

“Virgin Pina Coladas?” Brit looked over at Alice and then Gwen. She didn’t even bother to try and fake her age and say she was twenty-one not that it would do her any good. Especially without Christy and the fake ID.

“That will work.” Alice nodded and Gwen gave a nod.

“What about you sir?” The waitress looked at me.

“I will try that.” I shrugged.

“Brave man.” She smiled. Like I cared what anyone thought. I was here dancing with four girls so they either thought I was a stud or I was gay already so I could not give a fuck. Not like I could order anything alcoholic myself.

“Can you slip a Viagra in his? My boyfriend dumped me today so I am looking for a little pick me up.” Brit glanced back over her shoulder and gave her ass a little shake.

“Will you go sit over there please?” I pointed to the now empty chair where Christy was sitting.

“Nope.” Brit smiled and leaned her head back against me.

“Afraid I can’t do that but let’s say I accidentally make yours not so virgin sweetie.” The waitress smiled.

“Thank you,” Brit grinned. The waitress headed off to get the drinks at the bar. As I glanced over to watch her walk away, I saw the bartender hand Christy and the guy their drinks. Christy looked away at her phone and I saw the guy put his hand over her drink. I thought I saw him slip something in but couldn’t be sure from where I was.