Each dance step, each spin, each dip only drove them both toward the eventual evening’s ending. During one of the breaks by the band, she had place... her hand on his thigh. Reaching up, she nibbled on his ear daintily, causing his spine to tingle in anticipation. “Follow me,” she whispered. Gathering their coats, she led them outside to the car. Opening the passenger door, she twisted him around until he was seated. Kneeling down, keeping her eyes on his, she released the belt buckle, opened. “I thought you needed a massage? Hey, go into that walk in closet over there,” she said as she pointed to the far end of the room. There inside was a folding massage table. “Set it up. I am a great masseuse!” I did as I was told. If she was talking, I didn’t hear her. I couldn’t have heard anything over the beat of my heart that was pounding in my head. I hopped up on the table and lay on my stomach. “What do you think you’re doing?” I rose up onto my elbows and asked, “What do you mean?” “I. More

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