Dance with Bella some more...

"I want to dance some more. Are you up to it, James?" Your new friend, Bella, rubs your knee. You look over at the cute woman in her slinky black dress, and decide that yes, you are up to it.
You and Bella hit the dance floor, while a mid-tempo song thumps out over the crowd. You catch occasional glimpses of Jenna. She's looking at you with a slightly put out expression as she moves to the bar, ordering a drink. After that, Bella pulls you further into the throng, dancing closer and more sensually than before.
"I like the way you dance, James..." you grab her leg, hooking under her knee and lifting it up against your hip as she runs her hands over your shoulders, and then you spin her so that her back is to you, arms crossed around her as she leans back into you. Her body is hot and sends signals to your crotch. She can't fail to feel your member hardening against her round ass, and she shimmies up and down in front of you.
As the song ends, she slips a hand into your pocket, pulling out your cell phone.
"Wha...what are you doing?" you try to catch your breath.
"Giving you my number, sexy. We should hang out sometime..." she's punching her number into your phone.
"I'm sorry..." you hold up your hand..."I'm married."
"I figured...still. Give me a call sometime. Just because you're married doesn't mean you can't have fun."
She sways away, and you are left standing there, dumbfounded. You make your way back to Jenna, who's finishing a margarita and looking at you flatly.
"Having a good time?" she says, a little sourly.
"What's the problem?" you reply, trying to sound nonchalant.
"Where's your little blonde friend?"
"Come on, Jenna. I thought we have a rule here. We can dance with anyone, right?" you rub her arm, but she folds hers underneath her tits, emphasizing her cleavage.
"Whatever. I'm tired. Do you want to see if they're ready to go home?"
A quick glance finds Karen and Jack. Jack has Karen's back against a wall, and she's dancing like a stripper for him, bouncing up and down from a squat and letting him grab her tits brazenly.
"I think those two might be getting a room somewhere..." you muse.
Sure enough, Karen and Jack let you know they're going to procure a hotel room "so as not to keep you two awake tonight!" Karen's slurring laughter is met with a sulky twist of Jenna's mouth. You and Jenna catch your own Uber home, arriving around 12:45. Riley and Allison are outside in the hot tub, and the sounds of video games come wafting from Jared's room. Jenna heads up to bed, giving you the briefest of good night kisses before burying herself in the blankets. You look at your phone as you pull off your shoes, staring at the "Bella" entry in your contacts.

You slide in next to Jenna, and drift away. Your dreams are filled with the blonde girl, and they don't involve dancing.