to the dance floor

You decide your best bet is the dance floor, and follow the pair at a safe distance. You start dancing with a random girl you're not really interested in to keep an eye on them without losing either of them.

Besides, you still haven't narrowed down which on to go after. You decide to dance with each and decide afterwards.

The first opportunity is when you see a space next to the redhead, which you quickly slide into. You catch her eyes and give a small smile, which she returns. Her turquoise dress is molded so tight to her body you can see almost every curve to it, and the small keyhole in the front gives you a small bit of cleavage. She's just a B cup, you guess, but she knows how to work it. The song starts really pumping and she begins to grind on you, her icey blue eyes staring intensely into yours. Just as the song begins to die down, you whisper in her ear "Thank you for the dance, I'll be back in a minute." This may or may not be true, but the other girl is starting to get away, and you need a dance with her as well.

You catch her just as the song begins, and she smiles at you, grabbing your hand and pulling you in. She doesn't hesitate for a second, grinding aggressively from the start. You feel your cock gently stir, but hope to yourself it won't get worse. Luckily for you, she breaks off mid-song to put on a bit of a show. She licks her lips and shimmies and spins, black strands of her hair falling into her face. You notice you can see almost all of her huge breasts, which are practically pouring out the top of the tiny pink tube dress. She grinds up against you, and giggles quietly. Damn, she noticed your "little" problem.

But the song is soon going to be over, and you have to decide.