“I’ll have what she’s having.”

“You know,” I say closer to her ear, I never knew you had a bad streak. You advocate underage drinking?” I stick out my index finger and use my other finger to give her the “naughty-naughty” sign.

We were about five seconds before we were going to take our shots before I stop her.

“Wait! If we both drink, who’s going to be our designated driver?”

She downs her shot before I get an answer, so I down mine, too. Ashley points her finger in the air and shouts:

“Jesus take the wheel!” before pulling me out onto the dance floor.

We dance for about three songs and I’m starting to get a bit tired. I lean over to ask Ashley if she wants to sit, but instead, she pulls me in closer to her so there’s only about a foot in between us. I think the 24k is starting to wear in because afterwards, she wraps her arms around my waist, finally closing the gap in between us. When our hot bodies touch I gasp. She looks at me to make sure that what we’re doing is okay and then smiles at me. Then, she presses herself against me and grabs my hips, trying to get me to grind into her. I have no idea what has come over her, but I like it!

She flips around and grabs onto my waist from behind, making sure that I’m pressed into her as much as possible. Then she starts to grind her ass into my crotch. I hold onto her waist and start to mimic her movements. Reaching up to my neck, she pulls me down and turns her head sideways to look at me while she dances. I guess she must see how turned on I am because she sexily smirks at me. Ashley flips her hair and it lightly grazes my face so I shiver. As we continue, I become bolder and gently bend her over on a slight angle, which allows me to playfully spank her. While I’m running my hands over her body, she suddenly flips so we’re front to front. A big grin spreads over her face but she averts my gaze. We keep grinding until I can’t take the throbbing anymore.