The Dance

The woman I have come to think of as the runner returns to our table with her husband.* She smiles and kisses him on the cheek but does not sit down.* Standing at the edge of the dance floor wearing her irresistible smile she motions me to her.* I blush, point to myself and she nods, crooking her finger to emphasize her intentions.* Looking to each side, our husbands shrug and smile in amusement.*Standing and smoothing my dress I quickly flash back on how this came to be.* Exchanges of waves and smiles as she ran by my house grew into walks and conversations.* Small Maltepe Escort acts of kindness brought an invitation for my husband and me to join her and her husband for happy hour, dinner and dancing.* He was bemused but agreeable.* I was tingly and excited.*Taking my hand she leads me to the middle of the dance floor.* We make quite a pair.* She is as elegant and graceful as always, golden hair spilling over the shoulders of a short blue dress with a low neckline that compliments her long trim legs and hints at the soft curves of Maltepe Escort Bayan her breasts.* We wear the same height heels but it still feels as if she towers over me.* My short green silk dress with the side slit and open back barely feels as if it?s there on my skin.* She blushes and smiles softly as I catch her looking at me.*The lights come up, the music begins.* The song is an electronic power ballad just like the songs my parents would dance to on summer evenings on our patio as my sister and I watched and giggled and Escort Maltepe spun around until we laughed ourselves silly.* We sway together during the romantic introduction, never touching but never taking our eyes off each other.* Her eyes are bright and her smile is soft and sexy.* As a bass note pulses with the intensifying beat she puts her hands on my shoulders and softly taps out the beat.* My hands find her hips and hold her softly.* My fingertips shiver as I sense only smooth skin under the fabric as she moves.**Drums kick in and we are all sexy smiles and prancing legs and clapping hands.* Arms raised we bump hips and spin around each other.* She finds any opportunity to touch me as the sensuality of the beat intensifies.* Fluid and graceful in her movements, she is in her element.* I am completely out of mine, but her increasingly sensual smile draws me in.