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Slow Dancing With A Stranger
by The Erotic Pen (sarlim@aol.com)

***

I started to zip my pants up, but then Karen stopped me. 
"We're not going far, and you won't have to walk too 
close to anyone. But if anyone really takes a good look, 
I want them to know what we're going to do." She wanted 
me to walk across the room with my cock sticking 
straight out! Her eyes challenged me and she smiled 
wickedly. "Your choice," she said. "Either follow me, or 
return to your room and take care of your condition 
yourself." (MF)

***

The hotel bar had the same qualities of so many others 
I've seen before: dim lighting, over-priced drinks, and 
clientele that consisted mostly of travelers with no 
idea where else they should go. I took my drink from the 
bar and found a table where I could kick back and relax. 
As the alcohol started its work on my nerves, I watched 
couples on the small floor dance to the canned music.

One dancer in particular caught my attention: a tall 
raven-haired beauty. She was dressed in a skin-tight 
black sheath slit up one side to mid thigh; high enough 
to show where her garter straps attached to her fishnet 
stockings. Every time I saw her on the dance floor she 
was with different partner. When each dance ended she 
returned to her table across the room and sipped her 
drink. Soon another hopeful gentleman soon showed up and 
claimed the next dance with her.

Watching her on the floor with yet another partner, I 
toyed with the idea of going to her table when the song 
ended, and asking her to dance. I wondered if she would 
press her body up against mine as she was doing with the 
guy she was dancing with.

When the song finished, the gentleman slid his arm 
around her waist and walked her back to her table. 
Slowly his hand slipped down until it cupped her fanny. 
She smiled, moved out of his reach and sat down.

While I contemplated my lonely evening I ordered another 
drink. Returning my attention to the dance floor I 
watched another couple trip the light fantastic.

"Mind if I join you?"

Startled, I turned to find the woman I'd been watching 
earlier standing next to my table. "It would be my 
pleasure," I said as I stood to pull a chair out for 
her.

The woman's last dance companion walked to the table 
that had been hers, sat down, and stared at us. From the 
look on his face I could tell he wasn't pleased with the 
recent turn of events. He got up and walked to my table, 
stopped and eyed the woman.

“Sorry,” the woman told her former companion.

"I think the lady’s promised the next dance to me," I 
said.

"My mistake," he said as he backed away. The woman and I 
both watched him walk up to the barmaid, settle up his 
tab, and leave.

"Oh, you can almost smell the testosterone," said the 
woman.

"I'm sure you could catch up to him if you really wanted 
to," I replied.

"No, I think I prefer the current company. My name is 
Karen. What's yours?"

"Todd."

"Well, Todd, what brings you here?"

Karen listened intently as I explained to her that I was 
on a business trip and how lonely I felt being in a 
strange town. As I talked, Karen's hand reached for mine 
and fingered my wedding band.

"Why, Todd, you're married," she said in mock surprise.

"Does that matter?"

"Not to me anymore than it does to you."

"Good," I said, taking her hand in mine. "Then, lets 
dance."

Karen definitely knew how to arouse a partner while 
dancing. She started by slowly brushing her breasts 
against my chest as we swayed to the music. Her nipples 
outlined beneath the black fabric proved that those 
actions were as much for her pleasure as they were for 
mine. Her lower body pressed in closer to mine, brushing 
my crotch as she moved her hips. She was having fun and 
so was I.

Several dances later, my hands were familiar with every 
curve under her skin tight dress. I hoped that later 
that evening I'd get a chance to confirm that her garter 
belt was the only thing she had on under her skirt.

We went back to my table and ordered another round of 
drinks.

Our flirtatious conversation kept the fires burning 
within while we sat side by side. As we talked, I placed 
one hand behind her in the gap between the chair's back 
and seat, while with the other hand I caressed her lower 
back with my open palm. Karen smiled at me as she leaned 
forward on the table, just enough to lift her rear end a 
bit and allow my hand to rub lower.

I was too busy enjoying what I was doing to notice 
Karen's hand heading for my lap. My heart skipped a beat 
as she started to run her hand up and down my growing 
erection. Karen grinned at the shocked look that came 
over my face as she unzipped my pants and slipped her 
hand inside my trousers. She deftly opened the fly on my 
underwear and released my hard-on from its confines.

The crowd had thinned and I was grateful for the room's 
dim lights, especially when Karen began running her 
fingernails up and down my shaft under our table.

"I think it's time we took this someplace a little more 
private," Karen said.

I started to zip my pants up, but then Karen stopped me. 
"We're not going far, and you won't have to walk too 
close to anyone. But if anyone really takes a good look, 
I want them to know what we're going to do."

She wanted me to walk across the room with my cock 
sticking straight out!

Her eyes challenged me and she smiled wickedly. "Your 
choice," she said. "Either follow me, or return to your 
room and take care of your condition yourself."

At this point I was far too aroused to refuse her 
demand. If Karen had bent over the table and hiked her 
skirt up, I think I'd have taken her right there in the 
middle of the bar. Still, I followed close behind her as 
she went through a doorway with a sign reading 
'RESTROOMS' above it. We headed straight into the ladies 
room.

"Don't worry," Karen said, "there are only a few female 
customers here tonight. If we used the men's room you'd 
either have to fight them off or agree to a gang-bang. 
And while that does sound like fun," she said with a 
sexy smile, "I don't want that tonight. Tonight I only 
want you. Here and now."

Karen pushed open the door to the Ladies room and pulled 
me inside. She slipped into my arms and I backed her up 
against the sinks lining the wall. We exchanged quick 
and passionate kisses are we started undressing each 
other. I unzipped Karen's dress, letting it slide to the 
floor as she ripped open the front of my shirt, sending 
buttons flying.

I was thrilled to find that my earlier guess about what 
was under Karen's dress was correct. She stood before me 
in garter belt, stockings and shoes. The tan lines 
around her breasts and groin clearly showed the shape of 
her favorite bikini.

Karen kissed her way down my chest until her kisses 
reached my already open slacks. She pulled them, along 
with my underwear, down to my ankles then took my 
engorged member into her mouth.

I was lost in the sensations of what Karen was doing to 
me. She kissed and licked my shaft and cockhead as she 
stroked my thighs and butt with both hands. Karen kept 
that up for a while, then pulled away and sat on the 
sink. "Now it's your turn, Todd," she said as she spread 
her legs apart.

I dropped to my knees. My attention focused on Karen's 
clean shaven sex, I brought my mouth to her moist 
opening, savoring her scent and taste, as my tongue 
entered her. Karen's moans of pleasure encouraged me as 
I continued to probe her with my tongue.

As I sensed Karen's excitement grow, I moved my 
attention further up her slit to her hooded clitoris. 
Karen grabbed my head with her hands, and held me in 
place as her orgasm hit.

After Karen released her hold on me I stood up and 
pulled Karen away from the sink. Turning her around I 
said, "Now spread your legs and bend over."

I stepped up close behind Karen, my erection sliding 
easily into her wet hole. I watched us in the mirror as 
I took her. I started slowly, driving in deep, then 
pulling out until only the head of my shaft remained 
within her . . . then going in deep again.

I enjoyed the erotic sight in the mirror. Karen's 
breasts swung freely to the rhythm of my strokes. I 
started driving into her faster and harder, my pent-up 
desires taking control.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a slight movement. 
I saw the reflection of the barmaid in the mirror, 
standing just inside the rest room door, her attention 
focused on us. My fear was that she'd blow the whistle 
and I'd have to find a new hotel room for the night. 
When I saw her hands I knew it was all right.

One hand tweaked her nipples through her blouse, while 
the other hand was busy under her skirt.

The barmaid noticed me staring at her in the mirror and 
her face blushed with embarrassment. She froze. When she 
realized I wasn't going to anything, nor stop what I was 
doing to Karen, the barmaid's hands started to move 
again, pleasuring herself while she watched us. I turned 
my attention back to the reflection of Karen and me in 
the mirror.

I'd never acted in the roll of exhibitionist, and 
suddenly I found myself excited by the fact I was being 
watched while a voyeur pleasured herself. The additional 
thrill brought me even closer to the edge. The tempo of 
my thrusts into Karen continued to increase driven by a 
burning fire that began deep in my groin, signaling my 
rapidly approaching orgasm. 

I gripped Karen's waist and pulled us closer together, 
straining as deeply into her wetness as I could get. My 
orgasm hammered through me and began cumming inside 
Karen, my hot seed mixing with her own wetness.

My breathing slowly returned to normal as I pulled out 
of Karen, then glanced toward the door. I was somewhat 
relieved to see that our companion had already made her 
exit.

"That was wonderful, Todd," Karen said as she picked her 
dress up from the floor.

"You won't find me arguing about that," I replied and 
began to put my clothes on.

I stopped Karen as she grabbed some paper towels to 
clean up the wet evidence of our encounter that was by 
now coating her inner thighs and running down her legs. 
"Fairs fair," I told her, "I came in here exposed, I 
want you to leave that way. If anyone gets close enough 
to see, or catch the scent, I want them to know what we 
just did."

"Well, I guess that's only fair," Karen said. She 
dropped the paper towels and slid her dress back on.

Heading for the door, Karen looked back at me, smiled 
and said, "If you're going to be in town a few more 
days, maybe we'll run into each other again."

"Maybe," I replied as I finished buttoning my shirt.

Cautiously exiting the ladies' room, I saw Karen leave 
the bar. When I went to settle my bill, the same barmaid 
who had watched us was at the register. She smiled at 
me. "I guess don't have to ask if you had a good time 
tonight," she said.

"No, in fact, I found your establishment rather 
stimulating."

I pulled a hundred dollar bill out of my wallet, handed 
it to her and told her to keep the change.

"Thanks, and do come again," she said.

"Oh, I certainly hope so." I turned and left the bar.

As I somewhat expected Karen was nowhere to be seen in 
the hotel lobby. I made my way to my room, replaying the 
night's events over in my mind.

***

The next morning I awoke with the familiar feeling of my 
wife's' naked body against mine.

"Did you have a good time last night?" my wife asked.

"Yes, the hotel has a very nice bar downstairs," I 
replied.

"And such a nice ladies room," my wife said grinning.

"Karen, I wish you had told me you had something like 
that in mind," I scolded.

"You know you would have never agreed to exposing 
yourself in that bar and then doing it in the ladies 
room if I hadn't got you so hot."

"True enough," I replied laughing. "But I almost thought 
we were done for when I saw the barmaid in there with 
us. What would you have done if she had wanted to do 
more than watch?"

"I was so horny by then I think I'd have let her have 
you," Karen said. "But of course if I had, I would have 
insisted you take me into the men's room tonight."

"Oh you think so?"

Karen simply smiled. "I love you Todd," she said then 
moved on top of me.

"I love you too, Karen."

Memories of the previous evening still fresh in our 
minds, we began to make love.

Sarlim@aol.com

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