A shy, flat-chested brunette.

She caught my attention, possibly because I was so used to dating that kind of girl in the past, standing there quietly with a few friends who seemed to be doing all the talking. Something about her vulnerability got my heart beating, my adrenaline kicking in, ready for the thrill of the hunt. I checked out what they were drinking, looked like soft drinks, so I assumed they had vodka in them and bought a round myself. I made my way in their direction with the drinks, placed them confidently in front of them and ignored their looks of disbelief. I spoke up over the music, 'I noticed there was a problem over here.'

The tall blonde next to my target called back, 'Oh really, and what's that?' playing along with my game.

'Well, your drinks were empty and there was a distinct lack of charm in this corner of the room, so I decided to balance it out.' I replied with a large grin on my face.

One of the girls snorted loudly and the blonde grinned back at me. 'Oh, right. What makes you so charming then?' she challenged.

I was ready for this. 'For start, I have more drinks.' I winked and pointed to the table I had placed the four glasses on.

The girl who had snorted looked up and cut in, 'Had. They're on our table.' Despite the confrontation, I could tell I had drawn them in. It was a game and not a fight.

'Well then,' I replied, 'I guess you make up for your lack of charm with buckets of snark.' I pretended to look angry then broke out a warm smile. My target hadn't spoken a word yet. 'However...' Now I looked directly at her and her friends' eyes went wide. 'You, my dear, are in fact a charmer.' Now she did look at me, studying my face in surprise. She had intelligent, hazel eyes and her long hair framed her face nicely, flowing down past her chest. Despite her lack of tits, she had a nice shape, small and elegant, which I found captivating. She was skinny but not too skinny. Finally, above her thick lips and atop her small, cute nose were a pair of round glasses. Her body screamed librarian at me but her clothes didn't. She wore a tight jacket over a top which hugged her form, showing her A cup breasts under her bra. On the bottom, she wore a short skirt which showed off her slim but long legs and heels on her feet. She wore tights to fend off the cold, and prying eyes. I quickly wondered if her friends had dressed her for the night but put a clamp on my prejudice. That was unfair.

After a few moments of silence, she blushed and looked down. The second girl poked the blonde with her elbow and made a quick excuse about going to the bathroom then disappeared. The blonde didn't follower her as she had planned, instead keeping watch on her friend. She looked at the brunette, back at me, then bit her lip sexily. She grabbed her friend by the shoulder, whispered something into her ear (or rather, shouted because of the music), and shoved her in my direction.

'Go. Dance. Have fun. And you.' She pointed at me, 'be nice or I'll have your "charm" on a stick and hang it outside my door.'

The flustered girl now suddenly in my arms almost gave in and pulled away but something about the way I held her must have reassured her. I was gentle, my hands not wandering, holding her shoulders respectfully but also with confidence. 'So, sweetie, what's your name?' Her mouth opened but I couldn't hear her. I pointed at my ear and shook my head with a big grin on my face. I returned my hand to her back and started half pulling, half pushing her towards an open space on the dance floor.

'Elody' She shouted loudly and a couple next to us turned around, surprised. She blushed again and returned the question.

'John. Let's dance!' I held her closely and started moving to the music. Nothing special or fancy, just feeling my way through the darkness and into her heart, and hopefully her knickers, too. 'Tell me, what makes your world go round?'

'I love drawing. I draw for a living but my friends told me I don't get out enough.' She said, her cheeks a constant shade of pink. She looked nervously and a little angrily and the blonde who waved back and flashed a smile. 'Elody turned back to me and seemed to pull herself together a little, deciding to take the bull by the proverbial horns. She started moving with me, her movements matching mine as a prequel to our future, interlocked movements. I started picturing her naked without realizing, thinking how tight her pussy must be and how light she would feel in my arms, pressed against the wall held up only by my dick and the pressure of my body on hers. I felt a familiar twitch and my dick grew a little.

After a little while of dancing and light conversation about anime and game character design, we headed back for our drinks. The two girls awaited her return eagerly and giggled. We presented ourselves, the blonde simply went as 'Mel' and the dark haired girl, who I subconsciously called piggy girl since she had snorted, was called Alicia. I continued to charm my way into everyone's panties, and they told me excitedly about Elody's job and lack of many boyfriends in the past, much to her embarrassment. They had a good relationship so it went down well, and she hit them in fake outrage a few times as they became more ****. I noticed Elody stayed by my side, a few times brushing up against my hip. I caught her studying me, looking up and down a few times. I did feel like I was cheating at times but wouldn't anybody do what I was doing? Carte blanche, be who you want to be, who you always thought you could be, that's what I told myself.

Time dragged on and as the evening drew to a close the cute girl by my side grew in confidence and daring. Her hand was placed squarely on mine as I held her back, standing side by side over our final drinks. The tall table was littered with glasses of different shapes and sizes, most of which had been emptied by Mel who was having the time of her life teasing my new conquest and playfully poking Alicia in the ribs each time she did. Alicia responded by poking her in the chest, her full and generous boobs wiggling about sexily. The shared a look of mutual appreciating which I caught then put their empty glasses on the table. 'Right, time to go!' shouted Mel, and grabbed Alicia by the arm. She was definitely the group leader. We all made our way to the exit and after promising to call to make sure she was safe, I was able to take Elody with me. I thanked them for a lovely evening then we started walking. We walked for a few minutes. They had been very effective wingmen, wingwomen or whatever you wanted to call them in today's politically correct world. I settled on copilots and laughed at my own humour.

'Why are you laughing?' my new date asked me. She squeezed my hand and laughed along with me.

'Nothing.' I replied. I leant forwards and kissed her.

She froze and then melted again, holding me tightly. Our kiss deepened and I held her tightly, her small breasts poking my tummy gently. I ran my hands through her thick, smooth hair as I spread her lips gently with my tongue. She gasped then her tongue joined mine, and we shared a warm breath, enjoying the sensations immensely. She shuddered as my hand began tracing gentle lines at the bottom of her small back above her skirt. I moved my hand lower, slowly to give her a chance to stop me, but she didn't get in my way. I grabbed her arse and squeezed, eliciting a gentle moan from her as I gripped her firm flesh. She had a smaller behind than Charlotte but it still felt great to touch it, even through her skirt. Her hands began wandering, too. We felt each other up all over. She explored my hips, back and bum and I kissed my way from her shoulder up to her ear which brought a soft sigh from her as she shook. 'Let's take this inside,' I said.