He walks you to the door and as he starts to say something, your mind says ‘ here it comes, now Prince Charming turns into a frog’, but he is stil...l full of surprises. He thanks you for a wonderful day and leans in to give you a quick and light peck on the cheek. ‘Good night, sweetie’, he whispers. Then he turns and walks away. He calls out over his shoulder that he would love to repeat the day tomorrow, if you have no other plans. You quickly say you would love to and that he can pick you up. I swear that woman was conceived on a dance floor and was born to spend her life on one. I didn't look around to verify it, but I would have been willing to bet that most of the eyes in the place were on her and her partner. Not that he had anything to do with it. Shay made every man she danced with look like Fred Astaire or Gene Kelly even if they had two left feet.Normally I would have been the one out there dancing with her, but I had sprained my ankle at work and was in no shape to do much. I’m starting to wonder if he has opened another window. He loves when my skin is goose bumped, and my nipples are hard. Of course, they couldn't be any harder right now. He walks back, behind me again. He pats my backside, before he slowly starts to rub it. I can feel the slight welts from where he flogged me. He stops for a minute and I hear the pop sound of a cover coming off something. Within moments, I feel his hands back on me, rubbing softly. He is slowly, teasingly working in baby oil on. Matt and Derek didn’t have nearly the alcohol tolerance of the rest of their friends, and were totally sloshed within the first hour. Matt’s mouth was in full swing again, running around joking and flirting and smarting off to everyone. Derek collapsed in a big wooden chaise at the side, and soon was joined on it by a cute little Asian girl who, after barely introducing herself, just decided to lay on top of his nice, smooth body and cuddle up with him. Her hand traced his cock and teased his.