Dancing Debbie, Part One

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The bar was packed on a typical Saturday night with a band playing classic rock songs from the seventies and eighties. Most of the people that night were in their forties and fifties. All came specifically to see the band that performs often in the area.I was there with Gregg, and we were on a mission to get laid. Both in our mid-fifties, above-average-looking guys, good jobs, etc. We had been there about twenty minutes when we saw four ladies about our age come in. I quickly checked ring fingers, and all were single, so probably divorced, like ourselves.They brushed by us on their way to the bar and we made a point to smile and say hello as they passed. One woman caught my fancy. She was not my usual type but had a very pretty face. She was a very short brunette, a BBW, and dressed very nicely. And she was escort beylikdüzü so sexy. Her large boobs were barely contained in her leopard print button-up blouse. She wore black faux leather pants and leopard print heels.As Gregg and I wandered through the crowd looking for targets we were soon next to the four ladies. He looked at me and said, “I’m going to ask the blonde to dance. Ask one of her friends.” Soon Gregg and the blonde were rocking to a cover of a Bon Jovi song.I made eye contact with the brunette and tilted my head towards the dance floor and said, “Wanna dance?” She broke from the other two gals and said yes. We introduced ourselves as we pushed through the onlookers until we hit the dance floor.Debbie and I danced a few songs before getting drinks and rejoining escort akbatı her friends. Gregg and the blonde, Kathy, seemed to be hitting it off. One of the other two women recognized me, asking if I worked for the school district. I confirmed that I was a former teacher, now working for the district as a STEM coach and mentor for new teachers. She said she was a teacher at Washington Elementary.I could not keep my eyes off Debbie. A beautiful Mexican woman with long black hair, deep dark eyes, nice makeup, plum lipstick, lux fake eyelashes, and perfectly shaped brows. She caught me looking at her, so I leaned in and whispered, “You’re beautiful.” She blushed. “I’d like to kiss you.”Debbie smiled and said in my ear, “Maybe later, Trey. But not here. I’m a bit more private.”I wondered escort beylikdüzü what that meant. She doesn’t do PDA? Does she want to leave to go to one of our homes? Not wanting to let the energy die I grabbed her hand and said, “Let’s dance,” and moved towards the dance floor.Soon the band said they were going into a ballad and broke into Kiss’ song, Beth. Debbie and I slow-danced for the first time. We must have looked awkward with me being six-two and she only five feet tall. I’m sure she could feel my erect cock against her. When the song was ending, I leaned down and gave her a sweet kiss on the forehead.“I told you, no PDA,” she said.“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said. “It was just a forehead kiss.”“It’s ok. You just never know who is looking. I don’t want to be making out on the dance floor like some kid at prom,” she said laughing.I chuckled and told her, “I promise I won’t do that. I’m a bit reserved in public too. But I am dying to kiss you. We have great chemistry.”Debbie looked me in the eyes and said, “We do.” After a long pause, she said, “Did you drive? Can we go to your car?”