Christina looked round at him, she

Christina looked round at him, she had to admit that he didn't look like the usual men that came to chat her up. Not a drunken youngster, old enough to drink, but too young to do so responsibly or the middle-aged men either married and looking for fun or single... And at that age, single for some very good reasons.

"Yes? Can I help you?"

He flashed her a smile and said, "Hi. I'm Allen. And I wondered if you'd like a dance."

She wiggled her wedding ring and answered, "Sorry."

In reply, he did the same to show his own gold ring, "Me too."

She gave him a somewhat old fashioned look, "Then you should know better than to go chasing women in bars," before turning back to Courtney to continue her interrupted chat.

Uninvited, Allen slipped into the booth next to her, his thigh touching hers lightly in the crowded space and said, "Sorry, I think you misunderstood. I'm married, yes and I'm not looking for anything more than a dance."

Christina grimaced slightly, not sure she liked the way he had invited himself to sit next to her, "Look! I'm not interested."

He smiled again and replied, "I'm not from round here. I'm far from home and just looking for a bit of fun," he held both hands up before continuing, "Not that sort of fun. Just dance or two and a laugh. I was with my mates, but they're all busy sharking after women and that's not my thing."

Courtney and Christina watched him in silence.

He shrugged, "I just wanted a dance. That's all."

Christina read his expression. She had to admit that he didn't seem to be giving of the signals that she had come to expect over the years. She couldn't detect any artifice, and after the many, many times she had been hit on, she knew what to look for. The body language, the pale stripe of skin on the third finger of the left hand that indicated a removed wedding band.

He had an open expression and she had to admit he was handsome and very much to her personal taste. He also seemed to have an air about him, an aura of loneliness. Not like that of the desperate losers that swarmed over all of the women who came in here, but simply that of someone looking for some human company.

Christina's expression softened. This stranger was having an effect on her, even after just a few words being shared.

She put her misgivings to the back of her head and said, "Just a dance? You're not gonna get all grabby are you?"

Allen laughed, "No. I'm happily married. All I want is a dance. And a good laugh with a new friend."

"Oh go on then."

Allen stood up and held out a hand to help Christina shuffle round the table and out of the booth before leading her to the dance floor.

Courtney sat in the booth with a nonplussed expression and watched her friend walk to the dance floor. This was new.

The music was a modern dance track and they started dancing. Christina wasn't terribly good at dancing, but she did enjoy it and she could see that Allen was just as bad as she was. For some reason, she found it to be quite endearing and also another clue that he was no player. The pick up artists generally had all the moves on the dance floor carefully designed to impress.

They danced together for a couple of tracks until the music changed and the a slow number started.

Christina was okay with the up tempo music, but less comfortable with the songs written with slow, close dancing and made to walk back to the booth.

Allen reached out and touched her upper arm with his fingers, "Fancy a slow dance?"

His touch made her shiver slightly. She said uncertainly, "I shouldn't."

Allen flashed her another smile, "Come on. Let your hair down. It's just a dance."

She could feel her resolve weakening, "Okay... Just one."

Christina moved closer to him and placed her hands on his shoulders, she had to reach up to reach as he stood about 6'1″. She stiffened her arms automatically in order to be able to dance but also to try and keep him from getting too close.

In his turn, Allen placed his hands lightly on her waist and then they started to move in time with the romantic love song blaring from the speakers. And once again, she couldn't help but shiver.

She could feel the hidden strength in his hands and he held her even though his touch was light and gentle.

She could smell the aroma of his aftershave and it was intoxicating. Without thinking about it, she moved closer to him, her breasts pushed against his torso and she felt his hands slide slowly from her sides to wrap her in a warm embrace. In return, her hands snaked from his shoulders and around his neck.

In her mind, she knew what she was doing was wrong. Only her husband should hold her like this, but she was lost in the moment and in the arms of this tall, strong handsome man, she just couldn't help herself. She was starting to feel like she used to all those years ago when her time with Bob was fresh, new and exciting.

Christina could feel her body responding to the way she was feeling. Her nipples were hardening and she could feel her pussy moistening.

She knew it was wrong, but she didn't want it to end. She was wrapped in the embrace of a man and was starting to feel the sensations of excitement that she remembered from early in her relationship with Bob.

Christina wanted to pull away from the Allen and run back to her table, but she couldn't. The excitement was building and she could feel her belly warming in spite of her misgivings.

As they danced, their bodies pressed closer and she could feel something prodding against her stomach. Christina knew that he was just as excited as she was.

Eventually the music came to an end and Christina drew away from Allen and looked up into his face. He smiled gently at her and then slowly leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips.

She accepted the kiss, but then drew away sharply, "I'm sorry, I can't. I'm married... Remember?"

Allen's expression betrayed his own feelings of guilt, "I know. And so am I. I'm sorry, but you are so beautiful I can't help myself. I've been stuck in this town for nearly a month now, far away from home and my wife. I never meant for anything more than a dance and a laugh..."

As they spoke, neither noticed that they still hadn't disengaged from their embrace.

He continued, "But I never expected to meet someone as gorgeous as you. I know that sounds corny, but it is no less true for all that."

The combination of cocktails and her own physical excitement was battering down her defences. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help being swept away by the sensations and feelings straight from her courtship with Bob.

Against her better judgement, Christina looked up into his eyes. "God!" she thought to herself, "His eyes are so blue!"

Once again, Allen moved his face to hers and kissed her. Their lips slowly opened and then their tongues began to lightly press into each other's mouths.

Christina knew it was wrong, but her passion was rising, she was falling, she knew that, falling into an abyss of desire and physical need.

Bob was forgotten, her children Sally and Daniel were forgotten. All she could think about was the passion that this handsome man was inflaming within her.

The kiss ended and Allen whispered, "Come with me. I want to make love with you. I know it's wrong, I can't help myself, I just want to make you happy at least for a short time."

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Christina tampak bulat dia, dia harus mengakui bahwa ia tidak terlihat seperti orang-orang biasa yang datang ke chatting up nya. Tidak mabuk anak, cukup tua untuk minum, tetapi terlalu muda untuk melakukannya secara bertanggung jawab atau laki-laki setengah baya baik menikah dan mencari menyenangkan atau tunggal... Dan pada usia itu, tunggal untuk beberapa alasan yang sangat baik."Ya? Bisa saya bantu?"Ia melintas Dia tersenyum dan berkata, "Hai. Aku Allen. "Dan aku bertanya-tanya jika Anda suka tarian."Dia wiggled cincinnya pernikahan dan menjawab, "Maaf."Jawaban, dia melakukan hal yang sama untuk menunjukkan cincin emas sendiri, "Saya juga."Dia memberinya agak kuno melihat, "maka Anda harus tahu lebih baik daripada untuk pergi mengejar perempuan di Bar," sebelum beralih kembali ke Courtney terus dengannya mengobrol terganggu.Tanpa diundang, Allen menyelinap ke dalam bilik di sampingnya, pahanya menyentuh miliknya ringan di ruang penuh sesak dan berkata, "Maaf, saya pikir Anda disalahpahami. Saya sudah menikah, ya dan saya tidak mencari sesuatu yang lebih dari sebuah tarian."Christina grimaced sedikit, tidak yakin dia menyukai cara ia telah mengundang dirinya untuk duduk di sampingnya, "Lihatlah! Saya tidak tertarik."Dia tersenyum lagi dan menjawab, "saya bukan dari sekitar sini. Aku jauh dari rumah dan hanya mencari sedikit menyenangkan,"ia mengangkat kedua tangan sebelum melanjutkan,"bukan semacam itu menyenangkan. Hanya tari atau dua dan tertawa. Aku sedang bersama pasangan saya, tetapi mereka semua sibuk sharking setelah perempuan dan itu bukanlah hal yang saya."Courtney dan Christina mengawasinya dalam keheningan.Ia mengangkat, "Aku hanya ingin tarian. Itu adalah semua."Christina read his expression. She had to admit that he didn't seem to be giving of the signals that she had come to expect over the years. She couldn't detect any artifice, and after the many, many times she had been hit on, she knew what to look for. The body language, the pale stripe of skin on the third finger of the left hand that indicated a removed wedding band.He had an open expression and she had to admit he was handsome and very much to her personal taste. He also seemed to have an air about him, an aura of loneliness. Not like that of the desperate losers that swarmed over all of the women who came in here, but simply that of someone looking for some human company.Christina's expression softened. This stranger was having an effect on her, even after just a few words being shared.She put her misgivings to the back of her head and said, "Just a dance? You're not gonna get all grabby are you?"Allen laughed, "No. I'm happily married. All I want is a dance. And a good laugh with a new friend.""Oh go on then."Allen stood up and held out a hand to help Christina shuffle round the table and out of the booth before leading her to the dance floor.Courtney sat in the booth with a nonplussed expression and watched her friend walk to the dance floor. This was new.Musik adalah trek tari modern dan mereka mulai menari. Christina tidak sangat pandai menari, tetapi dia melakukan menikmatinya dan dia bisa melihat bahwa Allen adalah hanya seburuk dia. Untuk beberapa alasan, ia menemukan untuk menjadi cukup menawan dan juga petunjuk lain bahwa ia adalah tidak ada pemain. Mengambil seniman umumnya memiliki semua bergerak di lantai dansa yang dirancang untuk mengesankan.Mereka menari bersama-sama untuk beberapa trek sampai musik berubah dan beberapa lambat mulai.Christina adalah baik-baik saja dengan up tempo musik, tapi kurang nyaman dengan lagu-lagu yang ditulis dengan lambat, dekat menari dan berjalan kembali ke bilik.Allen meraih dan menyentuh lengan bagian atasnya dengan jarinya, "Fancy tarian yang lambat?"Sentuhan-nya membuatnya menggigil sedikit. Dia berkata uncertainly, "Aku tidak."Allen berkelebat nya lain tersenyum, "Ayo. Biarkan rambut Anda ke bawah. Ini adalah hanya sebuah tarian."Dia merasa dia menyelesaikan melemahkan, "Oke... Hanya satu."Christina mendekat kepadanya dan meletakkan tangannya di atas bahunya, dia harus mencapai jangkauan ketika ia berdiri sekitar 6' 1. Dia kaku lengannya secara otomatis agar bisa menari, tetapi juga untuk mencoba dan menjauhkan dia dari terlalu dekat.Pada gilirannya, Allen ditempatkan tangannya ringan pada pinggang dan kemudian mereka mulai bergerak dalam waktu dengan lagu cinta romantis yang menggelegar dari speaker. Dan sekali lagi, dia tidak bisa membantu tetapi menggigil.Dia bisa merasakan kekuatan tersembunyi di tangannya, dan ia memegang meskipun sentuhan-nya adalah ringan dan lembut.She could smell the aroma of his aftershave and it was intoxicating. Without thinking about it, she moved closer to him, her breasts pushed against his torso and she felt his hands slide slowly from her sides to wrap her in a warm embrace. In return, her hands snaked from his shoulders and around his neck.In her mind, she knew what she was doing was wrong. Only her husband should hold her like this, but she was lost in the moment and in the arms of this tall, strong handsome man, she just couldn't help herself. She was starting to feel like she used to all those years ago when her time with Bob was fresh, new and exciting.Christina could feel her body responding to the way she was feeling. Her nipples were hardening and she could feel her pussy moistening.She knew it was wrong, but she didn't want it to end. She was wrapped in the embrace of a man and was starting to feel the sensations of excitement that she remembered from early in her relationship with Bob.Christina wanted to pull away from the Allen and run back to her table, but she couldn't. The excitement was building and she could feel her belly warming in spite of her misgivings.As they danced, their bodies pressed closer and she could feel something prodding against her stomach. Christina knew that he was just as excited as she was.Eventually the music came to an end and Christina drew away from Allen and looked up into his face. He smiled gently at her and then slowly leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips.She accepted the kiss, but then drew away sharply, "I'm sorry, I can't. I'm married... Remember?"Allen's expression betrayed his own feelings of guilt, "I know. And so am I. I'm sorry, but you are so beautiful I can't help myself. I've been stuck in this town for nearly a month now, far away from home and my wife. I never meant for anything more than a dance and a laugh..."As they spoke, neither noticed that they still hadn't disengaged from their embrace.He continued, "But I never expected to meet someone as gorgeous as you. I know that sounds corny, but it is no less true for all that."The combination of cocktails and her own physical excitement was battering down her defences. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help being swept away by the sensations and feelings straight from her courtship with Bob.Against her better judgement, Christina looked up into his eyes. "God!" she thought to herself, "His eyes are so blue!"Once again, Allen moved his face to hers and kissed her. Their lips slowly opened and then their tongues began to lightly press into each other's mouths.Christina knew it was wrong, but her passion was rising, she was falling, she knew that, falling into an abyss of desire and physical need.Bob was forgotten, her children Sally and Daniel were forgotten. All she could think about was the passion that this handsome man was inflaming within her.The kiss ended and Allen whispered, "Come with me. I want to make love with you. I know it's wrong, I can't help myself, I just want to make you happy at least for a short time."