Hi Liz, from Lushstories. Is this enough proof?

When I invited John to go dancing, it was as a friend. I thought it would be fun to go out dancing at the club with a male friend, since my husband doesn’t dance. I could tell John was into me the moment we met. He is a handsome man, but being married, the thought of us hooking up didn’t even cross my mind.
I shook my hips as John was grinding on me. I was so excited to be out on the dance floor, I didn’t mind John holding me by the hips as our bodies moved together with the beat.
“Shake that ass girl!” John shouted as his hands slid from my hips down the sides of my thighs. I shook my ass as I pushed it against him. It wasn’t long before I felt his dick start to grow, filling the front of his pants.
“Down boy! Remember, I’

Thanks for your sweet words of encouragement. I hope you like this story:)

Well if you read the first part, I'm glad you're following my stories. If you didn't read it you should go back and find the first part. It was short and this one will be a little bit longer.



After we came out of the bathroom and got the surprise we walked over to the pool and got in. Luckily it turned out that some little kid had a whole bunch of silly bands near the bathrooms. John was just

I felt something hard pressing against my ass. It was him, his cock. It felt really big.

He was pressing against me. Grinding it in between the covered flesh of my ass.