My First Time Out Part 3

Shayna turned and capered towards the railing that divided the sunken dance floor and the bar area. She lit a cigarette and sipped on the margarita through a thick straw while leaning against the railing. The floor was translucent and the lights were magnificent. She was standing right next to the small set of stairs that was the entrance and exit to the dance floor. As Shayna scrutinized the dancing crowd, her hips subconsciously swayed back and forth to the beat of the music. She took a long drag off the cigarette, looked up at the two-way mirrors where Sir Dom should be, and blew the smoke at him.

All at once she felt warmth on the back of her neck and heard a voice, "I thought you'd be dancing by now," said the gray haired man.

She turned her chin over her shoulder and responded, "No one has invited me."

"Well Shayna, would you care to dance, he said?"

"Not without knowing your name. It's not very fair that you know MY name and I don't know YOURS," she said.

"Jack," he quickly responded.

"As long as your last name isn't Me-off," she giggled.

"Me-off," Jack questioned?"

"You know, then your whole name would be Jack-Me-Off," cackled Shayna.

Jack laughed and invitingly replied, "It's not Me-Off at the present, but my name could change later in the evening."

"I going to finish my cigarette first Jack, then I'll dance," demanded Shayna acting like a stuck up bitch playing hard to get.

Shayna sucked down the margarita swiftly and held her glass to Jack and asked, "May I have another gentleman Jack?"

Jack flagged down the cocktail waitress and ordered another drink for her. He initiated body touching by moving his crotch closer to her swinging ass. Shayna knew she had to "play" Jack to keep his attention and her refuge. She responded to his contact by bending over the railing slightly and pushing her convincing ass into him without missing a beat in the music.