The Dance

John and Emily arrived at the dance and quickly met up with their friends. John didn't want to stay for too long. These sort of dances weren't really his thing, and only nerds stayed for the whole night. All the cool kids had some after party to go to, and tonight that made John one of the cool kids for the first time in his life. Emily wanted to stay though. She wanted her Ex Brad to see her with another boy.

So as soon as she saw Brad across the room, she grabbed John's hand and led him onto the dance floor. She instantly started grinding her ass against John's crotch while staring Brad in the eye. John couldn't believe his luck, and just went along with it when she guided his hands to her hips. She reached back and grabbed the back of his neck as she leaned her head back to bring them face to face.

"Kiss me" She said.
"What?" John asked in disbelief.
"Make it look real! Make it look like we're in love!"

John shoved he tongue down her throat before she could even finish her sentence. Her tongue swirled around his as she ground her ass passionately into his crotch. John was making it look real, because to him it was, and even though she didn't want to admit it herself, Emily was starting to feel something too.

John was hard as a rock, and felt like he was going to cum in his pants any second.