There isn’t many things I commit to memory. In fact , most of the time my days go by in a blur, and if I tried to recall something it would take a lot of extra effort. Its fine though because nothing exciting ever happens to me. That is until the day my friends decided to take me out, because they thought I was terrible to stay at home reading all the time. They knew how much I hated social interactions, especially at clubs. But they still dragged me along with them, and I was stuck wearing this short sleeveless dress, that shouted “touch my ass!” because it showed off a little too much. It was fun I guess, but when they found themselves two guys to lock lips with, I was left alone on the dance floor. I was dancing alone , cause that’s what usually happens enjoying the song when someone came up behind me. I was startled at first, but kept swaying to the song. The guy whispered something in my ear that I couldn’t quite make out over the music, put his hands on my hips & started grinding on my ass in time with the music. I took the initiative to do something I hadn’t done in years & bent over to grind on him… I heard him groan and felt him pulling my dress up. At that, I stood up & turned around to face him. He pulled me to him & I felt his erect cock through his jeans. I had pulled my dress xback down, and felt him pulling it back up. We were in the middle of the dance floor, so I pulled it back down again. I heard him let out a low growl under his breath and leaned down to kiss my neck.. soon I was lost under the flurry of his kisses on my neck & across my chest. I couldn’t believe he was doing this. I smelled no alchohol on him, so this was pure lust that fueled him, I thought.