At the Club

Samantha looks at the clock on her phone - 7:42 and still no word from Eric. “Hey girl, you want another drink?” Calvin asks her. She nods and he flags down the bartendress just as her phone dings. “Hey, SO sorry. Got hung up at work. Will be there in 30 or so.” says the message from Eric. Samantha smiles and types “Perfect. Let me know when you get here.” then hits “send.” She sets a timer on her phone for 20 minutes, then turns to Calvin and briefly rubs her small hand on his muscular thigh, smiling at him.

When the timer on her phone goes off, Samantha takes Calvin by the hand and leads him out onto the dance floor. Soon her phone dings, and she looks at the message from Eric - “I’m here. Where are you?” She smiles and quickly responds, “On the dance floor.” She wraps her arms around Calvin’s broad shoulders and starts dancing closer to him, grinding her pelvis into his crotch.

Eric walks around the club, finally spotting Samantha. “Holy shit!” he thinks to himself. “She looks hot as fuck! And who’s that black guy she’s dancing with?” He watches for several minutes as Samantha turns her back to Calvin and starts rubbing her tiny, firm ass against his groin as his hands grab her slender hips. Eric feels his small dick getting hard, watching them, then slowly walks over and lightly taps her on the shoulder. She looks at him and smiles, then turns to Calvin and whispers in his ear, “Meet me at the bar. This won’t take long.” She grabs Eric by the hand and leads him off the dance floor to a corner of the club.