Hannah and Brandon get close

With Taylor outside, Heather trying to hook up with Zack, and Ashley off somewhere doing God knows what, Hannah was free from scrutiny to dance with Brandon. Even though he was big and muscular, he didn’t lumber around when dancing. His hands were at her hips as she swayed with the beat. The pair was moving in such a blur, that some of their group could have easily thought that he was dancing with Ashley.

“Having fun, Lover Boy?” The older blonde teased.

“I am now. Thanks!” Brandon responded.

“Ashley told me you were a great dancer. Had to see for myself,” Hannah admitted.

“So I gotta ask: What was that kiss with Taylor all about?”

“Oh, you know me. When I’m having fun, I tend to do the unexpected,” she answered.

“Ah, like club dancing with your sister’s boyfriend,” he teased.

“YUP!” she replied as she spun around and ground her ass into his crotch. A big smile appeared on her face when she felt his erection pressing through his pants.

“Is that for me?”

“Huh? Oh, sorry!” he apologized.

“Don’t be! It was the sort of reaction I was going for,” she winked before spinning around and doing it again.

“Any idea where Ashl…” Brandon tried asking but was cut-off by her finger touching his lips.

“Shh! It’s just you and me right now, so forget about her. Okay, Stud!” she ordered as she leaned backwards into him.

Brandon moaned softly as his girlfriend’s sister started rubbing her ass against his lap. Her hands grasped his hips. After a few seconds, she leaned over and put her hands on the floor and continued grinding against his growing erection. Without her head in the way, Brandon was able to survey the scene around him. At some point, Lisa Rivera had arrived, and Taylor was dancing again with Peter. The two college friends were dancing very similarly to the way he and Hannah were dancing, except he noticed that the pair was occasionally sharing a kiss. Ashley, he saw, was still nowhere to be found, and Zack was still moping around. Heather really needs to give him a blowjob. That way he’ll forget all about Vicky! he thought to himself as Hannah stood up again.

“So, ready to have some more fun?” she asked as the music faded.

“What could be more fun than this?” the football star asked.

“Lots of things! Like this for one!” Hannah laughed as she used her body to guide Brandon over to a chair.

When he was seated, she took her own seat right in his lap. Before the second song started playing, she began grinding against him again. With the seat of the chair holding him up, Brandon couldn’t slink back at all. Things had gone from mostly friendly club dancing to a full-on clothed lap dance. And Brandon loved every minute of it.

About a minute into the new song, Hannah rose to her feet, spun around and straddled his lap. Her legs hit the floor just behind the back of the wooden chair they were sitting in. In an instant, her ministrations began again. Hannah thrust her chest into his face as she shook her ass in his lap. THIS IS THE BEST LAP DANCE EVER! Brandon thought as he felt had died and gone to Heaven. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better, Hannah grabbed the back of his head and **** his face into her cleavage. She then shook his head back and forth, motor-boating him.

It was at this moment, that Brandon Cole felt a pair of eyes burning into him.