Oh, The Beautiful, Sexy Dancing Men
- Aug 8, 2016
- 4 min read
Well, well, it was Saturday and it was time to meet up with a new friend. Of course this was all thanks to Kimberly and her conversation with Maxine. We were supposed to meet up with a local restaurant that was nearby Town Dance Boutique.
We arrived at the same time but unfortunately the place was packed and we were all starving so we decided to take a chance and gamble on a nice place that was nearby the club.
We were all there, Kimberly and me, Miranda and Dave, Brendan and his new girl Tiffany along with our new acquaintance Maxine.
Nellie’s Sports Bar in D.C was much more than I expected and if I can remember one day I will do a detailed review of the place. Truthfully, I don’t remember what I ordered to drink but I do remember I had a couple of mixed drinks with dinner.
And once we got to Town, we discovered the, not so interesting drag show had already begun so, me being me, I ordered at tray of shots for our group. Sadly (or not so sadly) most in our group didn’t have interest in the tray of 21 Kool-Aide-like tasting shots and Brendan and I had to drink them by ourselves.
Yes, they were beyond watered down, if they hadn’t been I would have probably passed out before the night had even started. At least it gave us something to do until the drag show was over and we could head upstairs for the real fun… Dancing
I ordered a bourbon straight up and started dancing in the corner of the dance floor. “Well if you are trying to get picked up, hanging around your wife and kids is not working in your favor.” Kimberly said with a smile.
“Yea, well I am already board. I hate this place.” Miranda chimed in as she finished the drink she was carrying.
“Its fine, I am having fun, who cares if I get picked up or not.” I answered.
“Well if it was all the same to you, I could head out with Miranda and pick you guys up later.” Kim said and I recognized the hopefulness in her tone of voice.
I looked back and saw that Brendan and Tiffany were having fun off on their own on the dance floor. “It’s a shame you are not having fun but, sure if that’s what you want to do, I think we will be fine. But check with Maxine to see if she is fine. I think she came more for the drag show than for the dancing.”
I downed my drink and noticed I was, well, pretty intoxicated and then took a few pictures and video of Brendan and his girlfriend dancing. After, I put my camera in my purse and started dancing as sexually provocative as I could manage.
It wasn’t ten minutes since the rest of the group had left that a gentleman approached me from behind and began to grind with me. “This is what I came for, the dancing and the attention.” I said to myself just as I really started to get into the music.
As soon as the song had ended he turned me around to face him and then kissed me. I am not sure if it was the fact I was well on my way to intoxication or if was just being caught up in the music and lights but I melted.
And like a German Sheppard guard dog on cue, Brendan, my overprotective son stepped up beside me. “Everything ok Kendra?” I am sure he wasn’t very comfortable seeing his mother-father making out with some stranger on the dance floor but…
“Yea, everything is really okay.” I responded but I did notice my words were a bit slurred.
“Don’t you think we should think about calling it a night?” He grumbled.
“But Maxine…” I responded as I noticed my man-kisser was still standing nearby waiting for me to finish my conversation.
“She is downstairs hanging with some of the other trans-girls, we already talked to her, I think she is getting ready to leave also.” Tiffany answered for Brendan.
“But it’s still early.”
“No dad…” Brendan said, forgetting all about protocol, and I assume because he was frustrated. “It’s almost two, come on, I will take you home.”
I was a bit more than surprised, more like shocked at how fast time had passed. “Wow, two?” I replied and then turned to my man-friend. “Sorry, gotta go.”
At that point he took the opportunity to kiss me again, well he kissed me until I regained enough composure to push him away. “My, that’s my son, stop.” But, when I looked up he and Tiffany had already begun to push their way through the crowd.
After about a half-dozen drinks and 10 watered-down shots I was not in the condition to play catch up and If Brendan was as frustrated as he sounded, I was afraid that he might just want to teach me a lesson and leave me without a ride home. (Forgetting Kimberly had promised to pick me up)
However just before I managed to catch him I felt a shoulder turn me around, this time it was someone new and without speaking he drove his tongue into my mouth. Who would have thought that I would be, well that receptive. Maybe it was because I truly felt like a desirable woman, maybe it was because it had been years since I last had a sexual encounter, regardless I was letting Brendan slip away into the crowd.
And just when I thought I had lost him for the night, I heard my son's stern and demanding voice. "Its time to go, now." He said as he pulled me away from the "Way too young of a man."
"But I was...having fun." I pouted
As he escorted me out of the club all i could think of was... "Oh god, look at all the sexy, beautiful, dancing men."
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