Seek some groping hands

“I hadn’t really thought it through yet” Lucy admits, “but I did get groped coming in, maybe I should just take a slow walk through the bar again. Which way are the ladies anyway?” She looks around, spotting the sign for the toilets, and for a change, glad they seem to be right across the bar meaning she will have to make her way through the packed crowds.

Her friend laughs as she realises Lucy’s intentions, lifting her glass, clearly indicating that she would like another drink when Lucy comes back, then settles back in her seat to watch.

“See you in five minutes then” Lucy giggles as she gets up from her chair, taking the final sip of her own drink then turning to look across the large room, knowing that rather than find the quickest easiest route, this time she wants to go via the likeliest looking men. She waves again to her frind then sets off, weaving through the chairs around her until she reaches the mass of people gathered in the centre, some in large crowds, others just two or three people.

“Excuse me” she requests as she passes the first few crowds, then noticing a larger crowd of men she eases herself towards them. “Excuse me” she again requests as she eases between the first couple of guys in the group, knowing full well that she has brushed against them as she squeezes her slim body between them.

One of the guys moves slightly back, giving her more space, much to her disappointment, but the other, a stocky guy in his thirties, stays in the same place, making her rub against him as she passes, and as she does, she feels a hand sneak out and brush over her shorts, fingers curling to take in the curve of her bum. Instantly she pauses, not wanting to move away too quickly, but instead wait to see if he will be more daring.