Of course

Liking the way that she seemed to already be at ease around you, you make the decision to hang around with Taylor for at least a little while longer and see what kind of connection there might be.

"Can I have a dance John?" she says to you as you sip on drinks in the cozy little booth you are sharing together, saying it in a way that leads you to believe she wants to dance with you, but doesn't really want to **** the issue, either.

"Don't have to ask me twice, Taylor," you tell her, leading her by the hand to the dance floor, and secretly hoping she discovers her wild side while you're out there with her, since things seem to be going so well right now.

And sure enough, whether it be from the heat of the dance floor or the heat between the two of you, Taylor did start to cut loose on you out there, her hands on your hips as she started to dirty dance with you, grinding both her pussy and her ass into the bulge of your jeans.

"Where did you learn to dance like that Taylor?" you asked her as you return to our booth, amazed at the way she was so sexually aggressive with you while on the floor.

"Just giving you a little sample of what could be yours in a little while," she teases you as another round of drinks comes, making you suddenly feel really glad you made the decision to stay and hang out with her.