The Sponsor
I grid against the body behind me and stroked his hard-on through his pants, as I touched him, he pulled me closer, making me moan.
"You're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart," he whispered in my ear.
"Oh? " I chuckled as the music changed to another song. He grabbed my wrist and pulled towards the bar. He sat down next to me. He was beautiful.
"What's a beautiful woman doing here all alone? Our eyes met; he had the most pretty brown eyes; you will ever see.
I am not alone." I pointed to my best friend, who was dry-humping two random men.
"Look like your friend is having fun," he chuckled.