"My turn to take you for a spin."He holds his hand out.
I put mine in it."A test drive, you mean."
He chuckles and escorts me back onto the dance floor.
He dances as smoothly as he flirts.
He is a sexy shit!
He guides me around the floor, performing the two-step dance moves.Trotting, picking our arms up and over effortlessly.All without taking his eyes off my tits.
As we dance, he gains confidence in my ability and spins me around and around and around without stopping.I feel the momentum lifting my tits and know they are floating freely in the open heart.
He pulls me into his embrace, laughing, and asks."Dizzy?"
"No."
"Good."He spins me out again.
When he pulls me in tight this time, I laugh up at him."Yes.Yes."
"Ah damn.I could watch your tits dance all night."He laughs.
When the song is over, he leads me back to the bar for a drink.Out of breath but happy to have danced such a spirited dance, I lean against the bar.
"So, Siri, are you drinking Tequila tonight?I certainly hope so.I want to see your clothes fall off."
I laugh at that."Is that your theme song then?"
He laughs."Can you think of a better one?"
"No, but I drink Crown Royal, neat, please."He looks so disappointed it makes me laugh."I'm not drinking Tequila, but…."I let the tease lay.
He smiles."But there's hope."
I smirk."Are you drinking Tequila?I hear it has the same effect on men."
He laughs."I am!And it does!"He pulls out the Crown bottle and pours my drink.
"Do you Rodeo, Mac?"
"Not anymore.I did when I was younger."He pours himself a shot of Patrón, then comes to stand next to me.
I turn to face the dance floor, leaning back on the bar to study the body language of the others."You aren't old now.Did you get injured?"
He reaches for the salt shaker and the bowl of lime slices, then places them in front of him."No.My old man passed, and I got saddled with the business."
His voice is sad, so I turn to face him."I see."He's staring at the shot glass."Let me guess.You were a bull rider?"
His eyes light up, and his sexy smile is back."No, I did timed events."
"Calf roping?"
"Calves, for the most part."He winks."But I have roped and tied up quite a few fillies too."His eyes travel down to my mons Venus.
"I bet you did."I laugh.
He smirks as he takes the salt shaker and leans down to lick the back of his hand.His long tongue stretches down to meet it, and he slowly drags it across.
