She smiled at his compliment.She smiled at his compliment. "Thanks, you're pretty good, too," she whispered loudly, putting her face near his ear. They quickly stepped apart and continued dancing. After two more fast pieces, Barbara could feel that she was tiring. Her face and clothes were slightly damp with perspiration and she was thirsty. She looked across at Guy and was surprised at how fresh and unperturbed he looked after so much exercise. Suddenly, the tempo of the music shifted to a romantic beat and the lights on the dance floor dimmed, setting a mood for slow dancing. Barbara started back to her table but before she had taken two steps, Guy's hand touched her shoulder and pulled her b k on the dance floor. "I don't want to miss the best part. Come dance with me." The tone was not a request and Barbara realized she wasn't being given a choice. She turned and walked toward him. Guy pulled her to him and slowly lead her into the middle of the dance floor. He was as good a slow dancer as he was dancing to rock and roll. But Barbara was finding it hard to relax. She wasn't used to dancing body to body with a man. Sometimes she and Tony would slow dance together but that was different. Like Barbara, Tony was also transvestite so when they danced it was if two women were dancing together. This was so much different. Guy Shelton was a man and he was reacting as a man reacts when he is dancing with an attractive woman - to romantic music - in a dark room. It was evident that Guy was getting turned on, Barbara could feel him press her close as his hands moved across her back and settled tightly just below her waist. She could also feel his erection press against her leg; he was coy about it at first, touching it against her and then moving away as if nothing had happened. Barbara was surprised at how large and thick his penis felt when he put it against her again, this time moving his leg so it was pressed momentarily against the front of her skirt, level with her groin. |