I’m writing today to relay a situation that happened to me exactly two month ago. That night I was going out with my girlfriend. There wasn’t anything unusual about that. We would usually go out at least one or two nights during the week or weekend. We were planning on going to our local pub and hanging with the regular crowd.
I arrived at my girlfriends place and she was already to go. My girlfriend stands 5’7″ and weighs 120lbs with very shapely legs a very thin waist and perfect B cup titties. She is a knockout in her short skirts and tight mid drift tops. Tonight was no exception. She had on a very short tight skirt that didn’t even reach her mid thighs and a nice tight top that showed the perfect shape of her chest and left her belly exposed. Her outfit was capped off with a small pair of 3 inch spiked heals. Damn I loved the way she dressed.
We made it to the local watering hole and settled in at the bar for a few drinks. After and hour or two we both were feeling no pain and my girlfriend decided she would like to go somewhere to dance. Knowing that I don’t dance this subject would come up once in a while and we would have it out. This night I didn’t feel like fighting so I gave in and told her that it sounded like fun. So off we went.
We ended up at one of the more popular night clubs and this night was no exception. There must have been five hundred people in this place. I was surprised we were able to make it in with just a minimal wait. Once inside it was wall-to-wall people. Everyone was bumping into everyone else. We followed the flow until we worked are way around the dance floor and just when I thought we were going to have to stand all night the booth next to us was empting out. It looked like the couple sitting in it were having a disagreement and they cleared out. My girlfriend and I scored the booth. So there we were sitting facing the crowded dance floor and I was wondering how long it would take for me to get another drink.
The bar waitress arrived fairly soon and I ordered a couple of drinks each. The music was very loud and the lights were low with flickering strobes. My girlfriend was getting into the scene dancing in her place itching to get out on the floor. I told her I’d better wait for the drinks so we don’t loose our booth. She was good with that. Before our drinks made it to the table a big black guy approached and asked if he could dance with my date. I looked at my girlfriend and she seemed to want to go so I gave the go ahead and he reached one of his huge pawls out and my girlfriend laid her very small hand in his mitt. This guy led her to the floor and as he walked it was like the sea of people parted just from the pure presence of the guy. He towered over my girlfriend by almost a foot.
The drinks showed up just as my girlfriend made it to the dance floor. I paid the waitress and had a drink then looked to the floor to see what was happening. That place may have been dark but it was easy to spot that big guy on the floor because he was the tallest one out there. They were dancing to a fast song and my girlfriend was really shaking what she got. She was having a good time and she looked hot doing it. When the song ended I watched as she turned to go and he reached out and grabbed her arm and kept her on the floor for the next song. The song turned out to be a slow one and I watched as the big guy pulled my girlfriend in close to him.
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