Fast Girls by Rachel Kramer Bussel

Author:Rachel Kramer Bussel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2010-08-16T00:00:00+00:00

LET’S DANCE

D. L. King

Hands up in the air, twirling around trancelike, eyes closed, with a stupid smile on his face—or maybe it was more a beatific smile. Actually, I’ve seen that same look before, seen it a lot. I mean the whole thing, like if he had been tied that way and suspended, his body set to twirling in the air. But this wasn’t like that. This was on a dance floor at a club. A regular, vanilla club. I’m just saying…

Patty had convinced me to go out for drinks after a particularly long day—week—year at work, and we’d ended up in this cool-kid college bar. Not our usual kind of place, but it had a happy hour. We’d been scoping out the field, discussing each guy’s assets—and ass—in great detail. “Hey, Eve, what about that loon?” she asked me.

I followed her finger and saw him. She was laughing but I was thinking, Oh, how sweet.

“What?” She looked at me like I was insane. “What?” I said again. “He’s adorable. Just look at him.” A laugh and the scent of gin wafted toward me. “C’mon. You don’t think he’s cute?” More laughter. “Seriously. He’s just into the music. I think it’s sweet.”

“Somebody needs another drink,” she said as she pulled me back toward the bar.

I didn’t really want another drink, but I played along. With two fresh martinis, one vodka and one “real,” we wandered back to our previous lookout. Cute Boy was still on the dance floor, this time dancing with another guy and girl. The three of them looked like they didn’t have a care in the world.

When the music changed, his friends left the floor and I decided to go for it. Handing my drink to Patty, I danced my way into the crowd. From behind, I put my hands on his hips and he jumped. He tried to turn to see what was going on but I pressed my body to his back, grabbing his prominent pelvic bones and grinding myself against his ass.

I could feel his pulse speed. He was a gazelle. I was stronger and more powerful. And I was hungry.

“Um, Alice?”

“Who’s Alice?” I asked.

“Oh. I thought maybe you were Al…coming back from the bar. Do I know you? I mean, it’s all right. I mean, who…?”

“No, you don’t know me.” I moved my hands in from his hips, and down, keeping the pressure on. “Would you like to?”

“Uh-huh.” He put his hands over mine and we continued to dance, my fingers stroking his cock through his jeans.

I love those baggy pants, especially on skinny white boys. You can hide an embarrassment of riches in there. My hands just naturally found their way past the waistband to his naked cock. That was when his hands grabbed mine from the outside.

“Aren’t you just the cutest thing? Did somebody shave you? And, by the way, do something else with those hands, unless you want me to go away.” He let my hands go and tentatively reached back to cup my ass.

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