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women, more wild and erotic than any of my awkward or curious attempts when I was younger. After one email, I had climbed into bed and fingered myself before I fell sleep, imagining her teaching me all of the finer points of making love to a woman. However, as we danced on the floor, I felt trapped in friend zone.
     
    I felt Kyle or Nick's hands slid from my hips and attempt to grab my tits. I blocked his hands, but when he made the same move a song later, I let him cop a feel. Through the fabrics of my dress and bra, the caressing was enough to wake the slut inside of me, leaving my panties damp. I gave up on anything happening with Tori and I imagined sneaking away with him to the bathroom for a quickie or heading back to his place for a hot, sweat filled night in his bed. I turned around and rubbed my body against him. His cock became full against my stomach. I could feel the dampness spreading in my panties and it had nothing to do with the heat of the club.
     
    “ Hey you slut.” Tori smiled as she turned me around to face her. “Want to get another drink?”
     
    I nodded my head yes, glad to have her attention again.
     
    “ We'll be right back.” She left Kyle and Nick on the dance floor, watching us walk away. “I'm sorry about breaking you and Kyle apart, however Nick was getting on my nerves. We can go back out there with them if you want, but I need a drink first.”
     
    “ I say we get the drinks, but skip going back out there again.”
     
    “ You and Kyle looked like you were getting along pretty good.”
     
    “ He's not really my type.”
     
    “ What's your type?” She asked as we waited at the bar, trying to attract the attention of a bartender.
     
    “ I don't know how to describe my type.”
     
    “ Besides men that are your boss of course.”
     
    I giggled, but I wanted to be serious. I wanted to tell her that she was my type. I wanted to cut out all of the dancing in the crowded club and go back to her room for a private show. I pussyed out, I let the bartender cut off our conversation.
     
    We ordered another round of drinks and did a shot on top of that, but it wasn't enough to build up the liquid courage that I needed. Instead, we ended up back on the dance floor, luckily this time without Kyle and Nick.
     
    She stayed close enough so that we could talk, close enough that I could feel her smooth legs bump against me, her tits rubbed against mine. I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to do a whole lot more, but I couldn't make the move. If she were a guy, I probably would've five songs ago. It wasn't because we were both women and we were surrounded by strangers, I could care less about what they would think. I only worried about what she would think.
     
    I knew I was running out of songs, and it wouldn't be long before the bar closed.
     
    She looked into my eyes, and it was my perfect time to make a move. My heart was pounding, I tried to leaned forward, but I couldn't move.
     
    The dj announced “Last call for alcohol.” Now or never. She was looking at me again, and this time I leaned forward and kissed her. She pulled me closer and our bodies pressed together as our lips met and blended together like a delicious drink. I couldn't believe we kissed. It was better than I imagined. It wasn't a short kiss, it lasted through the end of the song and into the next one.
     
    We pulled back to catch our breaths and I heard a male voice from behind me. “Don't stop now.”
     
    We kissed again, this time I didn't close my eyes. A handful of guys and a couple of girls were watching us now. I felt like their entertainment and it turned me on even more.
     
    “ Want to go back to my place?” She said.
     
    “ I was hoping you would ask.”
     
    She grabbed my hand again, lacing my fingers with hers as she led me out of the crowd.
     
    “ Don't go.” One guy pleaded.
     
    “ Can I join in?” Another asked.
     
    We didn't look back. We raced out the front door and the three blocks to her