She recognized Tabitha, who was married to Archie.Tabitha owned the florist shop, while Archie was an electrician.
It was hard to stay tense for too long.It was a lot of fun, attempting to keep up with everyone.She didn’t know how long they were line dancing, but it did break up and people started to dance in couples.
Razor took the lead, and the songs went from slow to speedy and she needed to keep up with him.She loved it.
There was not a moment she didn’t stop laughing.It felt so good to relax and have fun.She also noticed the way Razor kept touching her.He would pull her close and his fingers would stroke the base of her back, or he’d touch her hands.She loved his hands on her.
On the more active dances, he would bring her in close so her back was against him, but she’d feel the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her back, and she relished every second of his touch.
When they needed some food, they would step off the dance floor.No one argued.If people bumped into one another, there was an apology, a laugh, and a giggle.
By the end of the night, which was only ten o’clock, it was time to leave, and Eden slid her arm into Razor’s as they made their way out into the night.
“How did you know about this place?”she asked.
“Took a ride out one night, found it, went inside.I was told I would need a partner, that it was the third Saturday of every month.It looked like a lot of fun.Did you enjoy it?”
“Loved it,” she said.
“Do you want to go back in three weeks?”he asked.
“You’ve got yourself a date.”Eden laughed.
They made their way back toward his bike, and Razor stopped and pulled her in close.“Do you want to go back to my place or yours?”he asked.
She put her hands on his chest and did what she had wanted to do all night.She went onto her tiptoes and kissed him.“Come to mine,” she said.
“You don’t mind?”
“Not at all.”
“What about Maeve?”
“She won’t mind.”It wasn’t like she had ever taken a guy back to her place.
Razor broke the kiss, climbed on the back of his bike, and this time she didn’t hesitate.She arranged her skirt, wrapped her arms around his waist, and he started up the bike.
This felt different from earlier.When he picked her up, they were getting ready to go out on a date.This time, they were getting ready to go and fuck.
She pressed her face against his neck, not attempting to torment him, she just couldn’t stop touching him.
He seemed to pick up speed, and she didn’t care that she wasn’t wearing a helmet.It felt so good to be close to him, and she didn’t want to lose that.
The bike came to a stop just outside of her house, and she climbed off but didn’t have to worry about her wobbly legs, because Razor was right there, lifting her up into his arms.She reached into her jacket and grabbed her key, which he took.It looked like most of the lights were out.
“We’re going to have to be quiet.I don’t want to wake Maeve,” she said.
“Got it.”
They were inside, and she tried to tell him she could walk.Razor was not listening to her.He closed the door, and she had to shush him, while he laughed.It felt like they were making a ton of noise.She giggled.
He laughed, and they somehow made it upstairs.Her sister’s bedroom was closed, and she tried to be quiet.
Razor had turned them toward her own bedroom, but she watched her sister’s door open.
“Did you two have a nice time?”Maeve asked.
She looked at her sister and smiled.“Yes, we had a great time.”Her face was getting redder.