Kill some time by making a new friend

You have no idea where Aimee and Craig could have gone, but they probably wouldn't have left the club just yet. And having been married for so many years you haven't gotten out much so it's flattering to get a little bit of a look from an attractive younger woman. As she walks away she glances over her shoulder to see if you're still looking, and when she sees that you are her smile grows even wider. You could swear she's pushing her ass out while glancing at you before biting her lower lip and making her way to the dance floor. It's not exactly an overt invitation and you've been out of the game so long you might be misreading the signals, but when you follow she immediately gravitates toward you.

It's easy to forget about Aimee as you find yourself dancing with her. At first it's innocent... well, maybe mostly innocent, as she gyrates her hips and sways with the beat. You're face to face and occasionally brush against each other which gives you a good look at her. She seems more than happy to show herself off, her body nicely encased in a dark green dress that's very snug around the upper body and waist then billows out into a very short skirt. When you place your hand on her hip she immediately turns her back to you and presses her ass into your crotch in a light grind while arching her back and leaning her shoulders into your chest. Oh shit, you're starting to feel the blood rush to your crotch. If she notices she makes no indication except to place her hand atop yours, at which point she seems to pause and run her fingers over your wedding ring.