The dance was a crazy

The dance was a crazy costume party. I showed up after work feeling a little nondescript, in my sound tech uniform of black running shoes and loose-fitting black t-shirt.

I just hung out by myself in the corner for a little while. The music was loud. Everyone seemed to be having a good time.

Soon enough I spotted my friend S—- wearing some crazy orange getup. “Come on and join the party, Philip!” she said. She grabbed my arm and I followed. She pulled me onto the crowded dance floor and started to swing me around playfully.

I took that opportunity to stumble into a hot young cutie I’d had my eye on. She was wearing a slinky red velvet dress with a wild headdress.

I wound up with my arm around her and around S—-, and the three of us moved together for a few seconds, laughing.

S— disengaged and wandered off with a big smile on her face. I still had my arm around the waist of the girl in the red velvet dress.

At events like these, in situations such as this one, there is a specific duration of time during which a gentleman is permitted to have his arm around the waist of a strange woman. After that, it is his duty to release her.

I let go of the girl in the red dress. She stayed right where she was, with her hip and her side pressed against me.

I felt a deep breath enter my body. There are certain moments when suddenly you just know about a person. And it seems like, the sooner it comes after you meet someone, the hotter it is.

She put her mouth up to my ear and said something. I couldn’t make out her words but I was pretty sure they included the word “condoms.”

I leaned in close to her. Mmm, something smelled good. Cinnamon?

“What?” I said, shouting over the music.

She repeated herself and it definitely included the word “condoms.” But I couldn’t make out anything else. Possibly she had a trace of an accent.

I frowned in concentration, trying to figure out her words. I wished to god I could understand what this woman was saying to me.

I looked at her. I realized with a start that her elaborate headdress had a box of condoms woven into the front of it.

Then our eyes met. A little electrical shock passed between us.

We just stood there for a moment looking at each other. It was like our faces became magnetically stuck together. She had the most intense blue eyes. She was smiling, and her lips were the same colour as her red velvet dress.

She had her arm around me now, pulling me close. She arched her back a little to look at me.

Oh my god she had a gorgeous body. It felt like her entire body was smiling up at me.

She spoke and this time I could clearly make out every word.

“Would you like to do a lady?” she said.

My arms and legs were tingling, and I felt warmth rushing into my stomach. It’s hard to believe that a person could make you feel so amazing.

I looked up and noticed we were standing in front of a long hallway. The hallway stretched out and ended in the distance in a flight of stairs. Along the sides of the corridor were many doors. The hallway seemed to suggest infinite, wonderful possibilities.

“Shall we go see what’s down the hallway?” I said.

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“Philip…?”

“Hmmmnnmnnm…”

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“Philip? Are you in there?”

“Hmmrrrrggg… Yeah.”

“I was wondering if you had any plans for the next hour or two?”

“Yeah… Sleeping.”

“Do you have any plans beside sleeping?”

“No!”

“Well… I was wondering if you’d like to come out and jam for a while this afternoon.”

“Whrrrr…” I said. “What time is it anyway?”

“It’s twelve-thirty.”

I said, “You woke me up when I was just about to undress a lady.”