Lets Dance...

"I need to find a guy to dance with!" my friends whined.

"Sweet heart you're wearing lingerie and you're hot as hell you could literally just go grab someone and he'd happily dance with you so quit whining," I said.

"True, but half the guys in are general vicinity have their eyes glued to your hot tight body and those perfect perky boobs!" she cackled.

"So true," Amanda giggled.

"Fuck you both," I glared.

"Maybe after a few more shots," was the retort I received back in unison....

"Fucking perve," I laughed.

"I'll approach some one if you do it first," Amanda said giving me a pleading look.

"Why me?" I pouted.

"Because once you're taken then the rest of us will have a chance," she teased.

"Hey I have never had any complaints dick head," Alicia said punching Jade in the arm.

"Seriously Jade?" I frowned.

"I'm serious, go find a man so we can get our own," Amanda said shooing me.

I glanced around the room surveying the prospects and was not too impressed. Half the guys were blatantly drooling which was unattractive and the other half were drunken slobs. There was a small group of attractive guys, but I didn't feel drawn to any of them.

That's when Mr. Tall Dark and Sexy as Fuck walked in and I swear my jaw dropped. He was at least 6'3'' so a foot taller than me. He had dark jet black hair with piercing hazel eyes and the most perfect tanned skin. He was muscular, but not overly so and he was dressed in a simple black shirt and jeans.

"See you guys," I grinned and started walking towards him. At first he didn't notice me, but as I got closer he looked me up and down, checking me out. He seemed to approve because he met me half way.

"Hey," he grinned down at me.

"So what are you supposed to be?" I teased gesturing to his outfit.

"Serial Killer... they look just like everyone else," he smirked.

"You totally stole that from Wednesday Adams," I laughed, "but nice try anyways."

"I'm impressed you know that, so what are you supposed to be?" he grinned eyeing my outfit again.

"Can't you tell I'm supposed to be Sexy Cinderella," I rolled my eyes and pointed to my tiara.

"Not your idea?" he chuckled.

"Nope, but I'm a push over and my friends begged me so here I am wearing basically stripper underwear at a party full of strangers," I rambled.

"Well if it helps you look really... really good, not many girls could pull off that outfit," he complimented.

"Thanks," I smiled, "I'm Kelsey by the way."

"I'm Thare," he grinned.

"That's a really cool name," I said honestly.

"Do you want to dance or something?" he asked.

"Or something?" I asked biting my lip. There was something about him that really turned me on and I was silently hoping or something meant some hot and wild sex.