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She takes off her hoody and tosses it into a chair. You lead her out on the dance floor, listening to some techno-dance music that doesn't appeal to you at all. It seems to work for Vanessa though, because she undulates around you, making you the center of her own erotic dance. You find yourself just turning to give her something the writhe against and cling to.

Several of her sorority sisters seem impressed, and you hear shouts of "You go, girl!" as she wriggles herself to a writhing squat in front of you, trailing her hands down you, making a brief allegory of fellatio before rising and wrapping her fingers around your neck and swaying her lithe body against you. Her eyes are half lidded, staring at you with unbridled lust as she bites her plump lower lip.

Finally the song ends and you pull her to you, your hands on her slim waist, and kiss her. She kisses you back, then her mouth slips away nuzzling near your ear. She takes your hand and leads you off the floor, accepting a few high fives from both girls and boys.

"Damn, that was hot girlfriend," a female voice says, the owner of it hugging Vanessa. Your recognize Brooke as she breaks the hug and grins at you. "And don't you look fine, Mr. Whatever Your Name Is? Got my roomy laying down some sexy moves on the dance floor." She hugs you too, and you smell the distinct odor of **** on her.

"Hey Vanessa, how about a dance?" you hear Jason's voice ask, obviously having followed the two of you into the room.

"Great idea!" Brooke exclaims. "You guys renew old times, and I'll dance with Mr. Whatshisname." She pushes against you, in a clumsy parody of Vanessa's earlier graceful eroticism. Vanessa looks at you helplessly, starting to dance with Jason, showing remarkable restraint.

After a few moments Brooke gives up any attempt to dance and just wraps her arms around your neck and grinds her pelvis against you, nibbling at your ear.

"I was hoping you'd be here," she whispers, slurring her words slightly. "I've been thinking of you since yesterday. Thinking about your cock. You should give me a try. I love older men. What do you say we slip away and make each other happy. Vanessa and Jason want some time together anyway."

You glance over and see Vanessa and Jason dancing close together. She holds one of his hands in hers, obviously preventing it from fondling her ass. His head is pressed against her ear, and whatever he's saying doesn't seem to please her, at least judging by the expression on her face.