Ask April to dance
From Torg Adventure
He turned to face April. "Do you wanna dance?"
Her eyebrows went up a bit in surprise, and the others looked surprised as well. They all must have thought he was more interested in the other two. "Yes, I'd love to, Ryan," she said, putting her drink on the table nearby. He took her hand and led her out on the dance floor.
April enjoyed dancing, and Ryan enjoyed watching her body move. Her tummy and tits jiggled deliciously when she twisted and gyrated. Her legs were beautiful, and sometimes when she twirled, he got to see a lot of thigh under the short dress. They both kept good eye contact through two songs, smiling at each other. They didn’t try to talk with the blaring noise on the dance floor. Then April led him back to their drinks, puffing a bit from the workout. Sophia and Nicole were out dancing with a couple of guys, but they had rather disinterested looks on their faces.
April yelled over the din, “I didn’t expect you to pick me. I’m big as a house.”
Ryan smiled at her, saying, “I think you’re very sexy. I like the way your body jiggles when you dance.”
She grinned at that comment. “So how did you get up the nerve to ask me? I could have an angry husband in the club.”
“It looked like you were out with your girlfriends. I didn’t see any hovering husband around. *Are* you with someone?” he asked, hoping the answer was ‘no’.
She smiled sardonically and shook her head. “No, my boyfriend took off when I got pregnant and decided to keep the kid. You’re the first guy to pay attention to me in three months, ever since I got noticeably ‘with child’.” She used her fingers to make quotation marks in the air.
Jackpot! Ryan’s hopes soared. “Well, I’m glad I could make your evening. Can I get you another drink?” He gestured to her nearly empty glass.
“Sure. Ginger ale,” she replied, giving him a peck on the cheek for his efforts.
He headed to the bar and got the drinks. When he got back to her, the other two had returned without their dance partners. Their heads were all close, talking animatedly. As he walked up, they all stopped talking for a minute, and he figured April was gossiping about him. He smiled inwardly.
The four of them chatted, trying to be heard over the music. Ryan learned April was seven months pregnant, lived with her cat, and worked as an office manager for a doctor’s office. Sophia and Nicole were roommates. Sophia worked an executive assistant, and Nicole was a portrait photographer.
Soon, both Sophia and Nicole were back out dancing with rather more interesting characters. Ryan took the opportunity to kiss April. She was a little startled, but accepted it willingly. When they separated, he said, “Lets’ dance. I want to see you move some more.” He took her hand, squeezing it gently, and they headed out again.
An hour later, after dancing and talking a couple more times, Sophia informed them all she was heading home with her latest dance partner, a handsome black man with a Jamaican accent and skull-short hair. A half hour later, Nicole asked if April needed a ride home, since she was leaving with a very young, blonde Adonis, probably a college kid. He hung on her arm like an ornament.
April looked at Ryan and then back at Nicole. “I’ll be fine, won’t I, Ryan? I can count on a ride from you, can’t I?” She licked her lips and squeezed his hand under the table. He laughed at the double entendre, her lips and squeeze communicating that she meant it that way.
"I can get her home, Nicole," he answered.
Nicole grinned at April and leaned over to Ryan, whispering, “Take good care of her.” She kissed him on the cheek, turned to her date, and kissed the boy full on the lips. They left.
April scooted over to Ryan and nuzzled his neck. "Take me home," she whispered in his ear. "Take me home and make love to me." She nibbled his earlobe.
Ryan pulled her in for a long, deep kiss. When they broke the kiss, he whispered, "Nothing would make me happier than to make love to you all night long."
They stood up and left the club.
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