South Beach Adventures (Closed)

[herman24]

Pulling into the driveway of his new beachfront condo, Greg Johnson rolled up his windows and stepped out of his Lincoln MKZ. Looking out at his new neighborhood, he was slowly getting used to the warm weather of South Beach. It was the end of his first work week down here, and after a long, ugly divorce, it was exactly what he needed to readjust to being single. Or at least, so he hoped.

It had been a long last six months while his divorce became complete. Thankfully, his law firm looked at him as an up and comer, and were willing to work toward a new beginning in beautiful Miami. But if you would have told him at 25, he would be happier with his new career than his marriage, he would kicked you to the curb. Thankfully, they hadn’t had any kids so when he found out about his spuoses’ extracurricular relationships, it was an easy decision. Living with it, however, was not as simple. He wasn’t getting out much yet, but he also knew he wouldn’t run into his ex down here. She was too busy out in the suburbs of Philadelphia with the older guys she was all about supposedly.

Before he could make it inside, he heard a car horn in the background. It was enough to catch his attention, and once he saw who was behind the noise, he couldn’t help but laugh. What the hell were these two jokers doing here, was his initial thought. Allowing the Ford Mustang to pull up, he shook his head as his two buddies, Jake and Tim, jumped out.

“Long time no see man,” Jake quickly said, “Heard you needed some motivation to get your social life kicked up.”

Tim quickly interjected, “So we’re taking you out tonight. We got some passes to Mansion, that hot beach club near downtown." As the guys started to pull out their bags, Greg couldn’t believe they were here. Of course, his two best friends would come down to help him out, but to not tell him? That was a new one.

An hour later, they were all lounging on his back patio overlooking the ocean. Greg had his 6’2 frame stretched over his new patio furniture. Of course they had convinced him to go. They had come all the way down here, and it was the least he could do. He had showered and lightly gelled his short brown hair. He had changed into a blue striped swim trunks and a casual blue shirt. He didn’t have a clue what to show up looking like. Casual flip flops would finish off his look, and he just hoped that they fit in, which of course, his buddies assured him that they would.

*****

6 beers and 2 hours later, they walked in through the VIP door. How they got in there or had connections? Greg had no idea ,but he didn’t bother worrying about that. Mansion was packed from the looks of it. It certainly wasn’t the sports bar that he was used to hanging out at, but he was willing to give it a shot. Glancing around from his green eyes, he saw multiple bars in front of him, with a main staircase in between them. He walked to the edge of the stairs, looking over the edge and seeing the beach in the distance with a pool and a couple of dancefloors and DJs below. The place was well laid out and massive compared to anywhere else he had been. There was a VIP area that they could access, but he didn’t rush over there. Instead, he turned to his couple of friends, before realizing that they had disappeared.

He expected to see them down in the pool or by the dance floor eventually, but he decided to just saddle up near the bar. He got the female bartender’s attention, but was a bit taken aback when she showed up in a bikini. Maybe it was a little small, but she could certainly pull it off. After getting his Bud Light, which was slightly overpriced to say the least, he turned his back to the bar and watched people continue to pour into the club. He muttered something to himself, “Is there any girl that isn’t a 10 in here?” as he found himself staring awkwardly at almost every girl that walked past, some more than others.

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli was swamped with work for college. Papers to write, exams to study for, assignments to complete... It was all piling up on her and she was starting to become overwhelmed. All of this for a degree in fine arts? It was insane... But then again, according to her mother, she was insane.

"You'll never find a job with a degree like that" her mom would lecture. "It's a waste of time".

Her mom was an accountant. She didn't understand the passion Alli had for her art- dancing. She was a dancer, ever since she had started ballet when she was 3. Her life had always been consumed with whatever it took to dance.

Her phone rang, shaking her from her daydreaming. She picked it up and stared at the screen.

Carrie.

With a smile she answered, already knowing what would be said.

"Mansion! Tonight! 9pm!" Carrie shouted before hanging up, which made Alli laugh. She looked over the pile of work before her. Shaking her head she slammed shut the cover of the book and stood up. She was going dancing. She had 45 minutes to get ready.

A quick shower later, she began to fix herself up. Lotion, perfume, a light tough of makeup. She brushed her long auburn hair until it shone and fell down her back in waves. She slid her lean body into a form fitting blue silk dress, and her feet into a pair of silver four inch heels. She now had fifteen minutes to get there.

Grabbing her keys and clutch she darted out the door and ran to her sleek silver Mercedes. By speeding the entire way there she made it just in time. Pulling up, the valet greeted her by name as he took her car. She was a regular. VIP. One of their best customers. As were her friends, who were waiting by the door, waving her forward, rushing her. Alli rolled her eyes and sauntered over to them.

"Evening Ms Alli" the security guard greeted her.

"Hey Rob, how's it going?" She replied, giving the buff guard a flirty smile.

After a brief exchange, she and her friends entered Mansion. It was packed already, like usual. Her friends headed towards the bar but Alli went in the opposite direction towards the farthest dance floor- the one closest to the ocean. The beat was pulsing through her body already and she practically hummed with excitement. As she headed that way she checked out the patrons. The usual crowd of tourists and regulars.

Her eyes scanned the crowd, hesitating briefly when spotted an extremely handsome man standing up on the balcony looking down. With a brief smile, Alli walked onto the floor. Her hips automatically began to gyrate with the music, her arms moving with the beat. She was in her element. Several people tried to dance and she would dance with them for a moment before returning to dancing by herself. She was too caught up in the music to really care or socialize.

 

[herman24]

Standing over the balcony, Greg finally spotted his buddies, who seemed to be walking back toward the stairs with their head between their knees. Apparently that was strike one for the boys. He followed them to the edge of the stairs, before looking back over the crowd. There appeared to be a dance floor all the way back toward the ocean, which a lot of people gravitated toward. He could not see much, but he did see a crowd of men starring at something. Following their gaze, he grinned as he saw a girl in a blue dress, and man, did she look good. Then again, he wasn't particularly close to her, so he couldn't be too sure.

One of the things he missed while married was the lack of dancing and creativity in the bedroom. Alexa had just gotten stale, and as his friends would put it, had turned into the dead fish in the bedroom. It certainly didn’t help things, but it was explained well once he found out she was getting it from everywhere but him anyways. How naïve had he been?

His friends reached the top of the stairs, and they all decided to head over to the VIP lounge. It was an interesting mix in the lounge, with more girls than he expected normally. It was groups of girls actually talking to each other like they belonged, not like they had been invited by a couple of guys and they were mooching drinks.

Taking a seat in one of the big chairs, with his two buddies on the plush red couch next to him, Greg got them to spill their guts about their first swing and miss. As a bottle arrived at the table in front of them, they requested tonic to go with their Grey Goose. They noticed a few eyes and heads turn in their direction, including one in a red dress. She slowly made her way over, with Greg following her stroll over. He was glad when she sat down at the far end of the couch, and quickly introduced herself, “Haven’t seen you boys around here before….I’m Carrie.”

As quickly as she said it, Jake and Tim were figuratively crawling over each other to talk to her. Greg sat back, staying quiet and just taking everything in before getting his tonic for his vodka, and taking a long pull.

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli had several men offer to buy her a drink but politely refused them all. Unlike her friends, she didn't come there to pick up men. She came to dance. A few men who danced tried to get a little touchy feely and she brushed them off as well. The regulars there knew she didn't usually flirt and had long ago given up, but there were still the occasional patrons who would try.

After a few songs, Carrie and her other friends came up to drag Alli up to the VIP lounge. Reluctantly, she followed, noticing the girls were teetering in their heels already. Looks like she was gonna be the DD yet again. Alli ordered one beer and followed behind Carrie, itching to get back to the dance floor. She was slightly annoyed when Carrie suddenly slid onto a couch with some men to flirt.

Alli stood back and watched until her eyes drifted to the man in the chair beside the couch. It was the same man that had caught her eye before. Her eyes connected with his and she smiled slightly. She wasn't good at the flirting thing like Carrie and was a little reluctant to make any sort of first move. Instead she lifted her shoulders in a shrug and nodded towards Carrie, indicating she was waiting for her.

 

[herman24]

In the middle of his drink from his Goose and Tonic, he caught the look of a blue dress over the edge of his glass. Being a lawyer, he thought he had a pretty good memory, and sometimes the hardest part was placing the detail where he remembered it. He thought about it for a while, averting his eyes until he visualized the dance floor. He took another drink, and finally dragged his eyes up over her body to her own eyes. To his surprise, she was looking right back at him. That was a little weird, but he liked it, offering a slight smile.

Once they were looking at each other, he followed her gaze on the girl in the red dress, noting the shrug. That was interesting, he thought, since to him, the girl in blue looked a little bit better in his opinion. He had gone from listening into the conversation to mentally comparing which girl he found more attractive. He noticed the guys had gotten the other girl a glass, and there was a free one on the table. He quickly decided to top his off and make one. What girl wouldn’t want a drink?

Before he got up, he made his game plan, and hoped for the best. He slowly got up, telling the guys he was going to go get some air. He walked over, holding out a drink as he almost walked past her. Before he was past her, “Care to go walk around? Or were you enjoying watching the competition between those three?” With that, he stepped beyond the ropes, looking beyond him and seeing if he looked slick, or was making a fool of himself.

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli was intrigued. Instead of blatantly coming on to her like usual, this man was so nonchalant about it... He merely held a glass out and walked on by, inviting her to join him. Alli looked after him with a slight raised eyebrow.

Thinking it through Alli turned slowly to follow him. Without a word the pair weaves their way through the huge crowds of people and out to a quiet, darker area of the club. The music was muffled here. Alli walked up to the railing in front of her and leaned her back against it. Her eyes followed the movements that the guy made as she stood.

"I'm Alli" she finally said over the rim of her glass. No offered handshake, no full name, just plain Alli.

She was studying him , admiring the firm build of his body and his eyes that didn't seem to miss a thing.

 

[herman24]

Once Greg took one last look back at her, he had to take a couple of steps without looking back or checking the situation. Either she was going to come, or she wasn’t. It really wasn’t a huge deal, since he could just go to the bathroom and avoid the VIP area until her and her friend exited. Well, maybe that would take a while and he would have to figure something else out, but once he got to a corner, he saw her close behind him and could exhale. He had never tried something like that, but it seemed pretty cool to him that it worked.

He held his drink in his hand further away from her, but while they walked for a while, he realized he didn’t know what exactly to say. How did you start to flirt? Or just start a social conversation at a place like this? Was she following him because she was bored or what? So many questions were buzzing around his head that he wasn’t sure how to approach the situation. He was glad when she pulled up somewhere that was off to the side. At least not that many people would hear him you could say.

When she broke the ice with her name, he grinned, liking the name. Of course, the lawyer in him was wondering Allie, how do you spell that? With an I, ie, y, or what? Or was it one of those crazy random spellings? He realized he couldn’t ask her without sounding like an idiot, so he tried to ignore it. He finished another quick sip before saying, “Greg, pleasure to meet you Alli.” He smiled, maybe a first genuine smile of the night to a girl he genuinely was attracted to.

Leaning against the railing next to her, he looked out over the crowd. “I’m not much of a VIP guy, it was my buddies’ idea.” He explained. Then again, he hadn't been to a place like this in ten years, and even then it was the somewhat lame teen club or high school party. Not single at least, this whole situation was new for him. “How’s your drink?” He blurted out, not fully enjoying the silence.

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli smiled back. He had a gorgeous smile. Everything about him was sexy. "The pleasure is all mine, Greg" she replied in her soft, husky voice. Alli grinned he mentioned not being a VIP kind of guy.

"I'm not either. Carrie and our friends enjoy it.. But I come here to dance. I hardly ever socialize unless its on the dance floor. The drink is good, but I'm afraid it will be my last one" she rolled her eyes. "Carrie has no self control and will be smashed by the end of the night so I will have to drive."

She stared out at the rolling ocean. The waves came crashing in against the shore, only to lazily retreat away, in a rhythm unlike any other. . "Do you dance, Greg?" She finally asked after a moment of silence.

 

[herman24]

Her voice was unique, Greg thought, especially the more that he heard her talk to him. He took in everything he heard her say, and realized that they were a bit more alike than he would have immediately predicted. Then again, he had heard her say all of about two sentences. Better to enjoy the first two sentences than to despise them though, that was for sure. Maybe it was his lucky night. No, he thought, don’t put the cart before the horse, it wasn’t worth it.

“Well, I’m sorry to hear that you have to be stuck as the babysitter.” That was never fun, and even though Jake and Tim came down to see him, he had a strong hunch he would end up being the responsible one. He didn’t completely blame them; it was Miami, and a great town. Plus, they were more used to this type of setting than him and he certainly wasn’t about to join in and be like them right away. "You never know how a night can go, I’ll keep one nearby for you just in case.” He offered.

Hearing about dancing, he wasn’t sure how to respond right away. He knew he could casually be the guy dancer, but from the little bit he saw earlier, he knew she was more of an actual dancer. Not the grind and club type, especially as she said she was only here to do that. He offered another smile, and let his free arm fall on the railing behind her slowly. “Well, I guess you could say I dance. Dance well, ehh…” he paused, thinking about talking about seeing her earlier. Then he realized that may sound a little creepy. He recovered, “I don’t think you would have anyone say that about me,” as he quickly took a sip from his half gone drink.

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli watched Greg from the corner of her eye. He seemed a bit uncomfortable in this setting and she wondered why, but wasn't sure it was her place to ask. She hesitated for a few moments and decided to bite the bullet.

She turned to face him and smiled. "This isn't really your scene, is it Greg?" She asked. "I mean you don't seem to be the hardcore extreme partying or nightclub type". She shrugged. "I guess I could be wrong, but that's the vibe I get".

She took the last sip from her glass and set it down on the railing. "I'm a dance major in college. I love to dance... But you know what? Lets skip that for now. I'm tired of getting groped on the dance floor anyway..."

The ocean crashed a few dozen feet away. "Wanna go for a swim?" She asked, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

 

[herman24]

Up to this point, Greg was starting to get a bit more comfortable with the conversation and getting to know Alli. Unfortunately, she asked the one question that worried him the most. Did he fit in? Was it that obvious that he wasn’t used to being in this type of situation? Now the question was, how much did he spill? He didn’t have any major issues with his past, knowing that he wasn’t in the wrong, but at the same point, he didn’t want to be an open book.

After another sip of a drink, he decided that he obviously wasn’t going to lie, but no way could he tell the truth. He played it off as a joke, commenting with a chuckle, “It’s that obvious huh? You could say this hasn’t exactly been my kind of place the last few years. But I guess I’m getting more used to it by the second.” He gave her another smile, since she was the one making it more comfortable and enjoyable.

He saw her finish her drink, and realized he should catch up. Maybe the slow sips had been a bit exaggerated. He could see her being a dancer that was for sure. He smiled, teasingly saying, “Well, who said I was going to grope you out there? But that’s fair; you probably don’t want to deal with my two left feet.” Her next question threw him for a loop though. He figured she was going to look back toward the pool, which had a few people in it but certainly not many. He also knew he was dressed for that kind of occasion, but was she? He glanced at her outfit, not sure what was left to the imagination. “Well, that I certainly could be convinced of….” He grinned, pushing off the edge of the railing and waiting to see where she would lead him.

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli shook her head. "Not really obvious. I'm just pretty good at reading people. My mom always tells me I should be going to school to be a psychologist or a counselor". She snorted. "I couldn't stand sitting there all day every day asking people, and how does that make you feel?" She smiled at him. "You aren't a psychologist are you?" She asked belatedly.

She realized that he was questioning her attire when he looked at the pool followed by her dress and grinned. "Not the pool," she said before nodding towards the ocean. "And don't worry, I always come prepared for a swim in case I get too hot here".

Alli stood as well and took a few steps towards the stairs that led to the ocean access. She looked back to see if he was coming and smiled when she saw he was. As they approached the ocean it got quieter and darker, the music from the club a pulsing beat in the distance, and the lights a gentle glow.

Without hesitation, Alli stepped out of her heels and pulled the straps of her dress down. As she slid the clingy dress away from her body, it revealed a strapless bikini top and a pair of skimpy bikini bottoms beneath it. "See, I told you I come prepared" she said with a grin. "I don't usually invite men I've just met to go skinny dipping with me", she joked.

Her hair rippled and shone in the moonlight, and it was obvious that she was in excellent shape from many years of dancing nonstop. Her waist was trim, her belly flat, her hips curvy, and her arms and legs lean but strong. She had a bigger chest than a typical dancer, and an ass to die for... Really a spectacular specimen of female, but she seemed unaware of that as she tiptoed her way towards the waves crashing ashore.

 

[herman24]

Hearing her response, Greg got the impression that Alli was certainly confident, but was there anything she wasn’t good at? Oh well, maybe she was bright enough to push herself to look good and hide her faults. Clearly, a little bit better at it than him. Then again, he had the disadvantage of having six to eight beers, plus a couple of vodka tonics in him while it sounded like she had one drink in her. Not that it was an issue, but a careful observation he was more than aware of. He made her feel okay about herself quickly, commenting, “Oh no, not at all, but you could say I’m good at recognizing weaknesses and holes in situations.” That way he didn’t give up what he did, he thought, but again, it was the truth.

Following behind her, he blurted out, “Well I gathered that based on the look in your eye….” He was thankful that he was following her. Not that her face wasn’t attractive, but he got to look at her ass, and as far as he ever knew, no girl had eyes in the back of her head. Since they were headed out to the ocean through what seemed almost like a secret bridge out, no one was there to judge him for all of the staring either. Score one for him. As she undressed, he let his smile disappear. Not because she didn’t look amazing, but mainly because he was still a guy. It wouldn’t be right if his natural hope was that she was going to go skinny dipping. If anything, that would have made this whole single lifestyle quite a bit easier to accept and to move forward. “A guy can hope for the best can’t he?” he said, in response to her comment about not taking random guys out to skinny dip. In his mind, he was hoping for a maybe later.

He realized he should follow suit, and slipped his shoes off into a neat pile with hers. That would be easy enough to remember, despite the alcohol. He stretched to put his arms up, then quickly brought his arms down and yanked his blue shirt over his head in one motion. He wasn’t one to brag about his body, and since he had been married, it was never a priority per say. Going to the gym was, however, so he stayed relatively fit and in good shape. He had found a gym this week in Miami near his house, and it would work. He wasn’t a big fan of all the juiceheads that came with the place, but he could deal.

Rather than wait for her this time, he decided he had got a good enough mental picture saved up in his head of her ass, so he jogged out ahead of her. Once he got to the water, he turned to wait for her as he continued to move backwards, albeit a little slower than before. He called out to her, “C’mon, this was your idea and now you’re going to just stand there?” With that, he jumped backwards when he was about chest deep. He went completely under the water, before resurfacing.

While he looked for her, he did a mental check on her. There had obviously not been anything bad, but one thing he realized he overlooked was the fact she said she was a dance major. Was she still in school? And if yes, was she a freshman dance major or a senior? Yes, there would certainly be a difference. He let the thought drift away, and instead chose to take in the night for what it was worth and deal with things later on.

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli was curious about Greg... He seemed a bit closed off though, and she was hesitant to pry. She laughed softly at his joke about hoping to skinny dip. "Not my style, hotshot, but good try" she said, still smiling. She watched over her shoulder as he stripped off his shirt. God, he looked good.

He was in shape, fit, but not some overly muscled asshole like 95% of the men in Miami. It was a refreshing change. He walked towards her and then past her into deeper water. She still merely had her feet and ankles in.

Alli watched as he dove beneath the water, and after a few moments, resurface, water streaking over his body. It was a pretty good sight to watch. He teased we about coming in and it broke her out of her trance. Smiling, she stepped farther in, sucking her belly in slightly as the cold water splashed against her. After taking a deep breath, she too dove beneath the water, resurfacing about a yard away from him, water droplets clinging to her thick lashes.

She blinked them away and smiled at Greg.

"Better?" She asked him, swaying her feet and arms slightly to stay afloat near him.

 

[herman24]

Watching her go underneath the surface of the water, he waited for her to reappear. He hadn't really thought about what exactly they would do once they were out here. It was his childhood instinct to jump into any pool, lake, ocean, etc that was available. While most girls didn't seem to enjoy the water, he was glad she wasn't stuck up to get in. Seeing her head pop up, he smiled, as he treaded his fingers along the surface of the water.

"Much better," he started before taking a longer look into her eyes. He reached out and pulled a strand of her hair behind her ear and out of her face. "My only problem is I can't look at your butt out here like I could on shore." Pulling his body up, he continued to drift out slowly, no longer being able to stand without finding a rock to rest his feet on.

He looked over her shoulder, back at the club. He wondered if either of the guys had been successful with that Carrie girl or anyone else. He didn't give it much thought before asking another question. "So you said you were a dance major, do you go to school around here? Or are you already done?"

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli smiled at the gentle touch of his had moving her hair back out of her face. He drifted slowly in the water. His statement about her butt took her of guard but made her laugh. "That's true" she replied. "Don't worry. You can look all you want we get back out".

She drifted along with Greg, chatting and laughing. He was an easy man to talk to. "I do go to school right up the road. I have a ton of work on my desk right now but I decided to ignore it and come out, take a break for a while".

"What do you do?" She asked.

As she drifted her hand brushed accidentally against his abs beneath the waters.

"Oops, sorry" she said smiling softly at him.

 

[herman24]

As the conversation continued, Greg could feel himself getting more comfortable and confident in what he said and what actions he took. He abandoned his rock and drifted a touch more until he knew he couldn't touch. He was certain she couldn't by now either. He blurted back, "Well, that's good. Only issue may be if I decide to do more than just look." Would be have said that a couple of hours earlier? Highly doubtful, he thought.

He listened to what she had to say, and remembered his college days. She sounded a bit more responsible than he was, but he let it go. She was out here with him anyways, so it wasn't like she was a hermit. "I'm a lawyer down here for one of the national firms. I actually just moved down here about 10 days ago and got settled into my condo along the beach." After he said it, he realized it sounded stuck up but so be it. Not his fault it was true. "Things are certainly a lot different down here than they were in Philly."

Feeling something against his abs, his initial reaction was a fish. When there was no bite, followed by a quick apology, he looked back up at her. "Oh yeah, sure...." he answered sarcastically. Her touch had sent a tingle down his side. He realized that maybe they were getting a little deep and probably should head back soon in general. "Well, we probably should head back in a bit huh?" He looked around casually, as if surprised how far he had purposely drifted. He spun slowly, facing her the entire time until he was behind her. He put an arm out, against her side so they drifted back in together, albeit slowly.

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli raised an eyebrow at Greg's comment about touching her ass. "Hands to yourself, mister" she said jokingly. She was grinning as she drifted beside him. They were pretty far out now as Greg admitted to being a lawyer with a beach front condo.

"That must be awesome" she said about living on the beach.

He suggested they head in and she agreed. Slowly she started to swim back in, and suddenly she felt his arm around her waist slightly. She glanced back at him and faked a scowl.

"I said hands to yourself mister" she said jokingly, even as she placed her own had on his.

They swam leisurely towards shore until finally they were on dry land. Alli had no towel so she chose to go lay in the grass under a tree and air dry. She waved him over. "C'mon it's really comfy" she said softly.

 

[herman24]

As they came back toward shore, Greg took a little time to think about his living on the beach. It certainly had its perks, such as the views of the beach itself and the people of course. She was right though, it was nice. "Yeah, it is pretty nice to be able to go out and run or walk on the beach in the mornings. Finally getting used to it and starting to meet some other non-work people down here." Now, what he didn't tell her was that she was the most attractive of that group.

Of course he didn't mean to touch her like that, but he wasn't going to let her get the last dig about that. "Well, you touched me so I thought it was only fair. Plus, I think you liked it." He followed her toward the area she sat down. He made a slight detour to get his shirt, shoes, wallet, and phone, along with all of her stuff. Once he sat down, he sat more than a little closer to her, without touching her of course. He leaned back, resting an arm behind himself and pulled out his phone.

Reading a couple of texts and seeing some missed calls, he let out a chuckle. "It looks like I'm finding my own way home tonight. My friends said they found some people to crash with and keep partying with." In the back of the his mind, he wondered if it was her friends before sending back a quick text to say he'd see them in the morning and he was fine. Now, to continue on with his night.

 

[momoftwins13]

Alli and Greg made their way back onto the beach, and she thanked him for grabbing her stuff as well. When they sat down, he was extremely close, but not quite touching. Alli grinned at that. This man had her attention alright.

Alli looked over at him when he said his friends were gonna be partying all night. She wondered the same as he about her friends and pulled her own phone out of her clutch. She had differently worded versions of the same story on her phone. She laughed.

"Looks like its just me and you, Mr Lawyer" she said, grinning and nudging him gently with her shoulder. "Oh, darn, I broke my own rule" she said, shaking her head as if ashamed. "I'm sorry".

The moon filtered behind a cloud and the beach grew even darker. Alli leaned back on her elbows. "Mmmmm so peaceful" she murmured.

 

[herman24]

Hearing what she said about her friends made him chuckle, but in his mind, he was also very happy for the situation. It sounded like they has hit it off, which meant that her friends had to be a bit different than her. Jake and Tim wouldn't have gotten along with Alli for a night like this. It was moving too slow, and she wasn't drunk enough. Maybe that needed to change, he thought.

"Mr. Lawyer huh? I guess I could go for that. As long as it doesn't mean I have to dance all night" He knew his place wasn't too far, and ideally, they could get out of here. He had his doubts earlier about the end game tonight, but maybe they could get out of here soon.

As she leaned back, he responded, "It was a stupid rule anyways." Before much of a pause, he leaned over and brought a hand over her flat stomach. He lifted himself up and leaned over her. As naturally as he could, he leaned in and tilted his head into hers. The thought that this was the first time he had missed a girl other than his ex wife in almost ten years crossed his mind. He didn't let it but him and connected his lips with hers. Rather than pull back quickly, he ran his hand over her body gently and parted his lips. He let his tongue explore a little bit.

Before long, he pulled back, now kind of laying on his side. He noticed he was dry, and decided to see where the night could go. "Maybe we should get dressed and get outta here?" He asked her, thinking that he would love to see her dance, but that didn't have to happen here.

 

[momoftwins13]

She chuckled softly when he said her rule was stupid. Then he leaned over and placed his hand upon her belly, making her heart jump in her chest. She swallowed quickly as he leaned over her, her green eyes connecting with his as he lowered his head.

She had plenty of opportunity to stop him, but she didn't want to. She was infatuated by this man for some reason. Ever since she had walked in, her eye had been drawn by him for some reason. What was it about him?

The kiss was slow and delicious, and left her wanting more. His hand was gentle and caressing upon her body, his tongue probing and sensual. A small moan escapes her lips when the kiss came to an end.

He asked if she wanted to leave and she nodded. "I need to settle my bar tab before we go" she said, standing slowly and gathering her things. She stayed in her bikini and just slipped her heels back on. She wouldn't look out of place though since a lot of girls had the same get-up on inside.

 

[herman24]

Greg watched her gather her things and wondered why she wasn't putting on her dress. Then again, he was sure she wouldn't walk somewhere that made too much of a spectacle. He tugged his blue shirt back over his head, and slipped his shoes on. In the back of his mind, he thought she looked like a girl in one of those pageants with a swimsuit contest, but he didn't vocalize it.

He wasn't also surprised to hear she had a tab. That was surprising, since she said she wasn't much of a drinker. "That shouldn't be much of a problem." He said about her tab. He waited for her before they proceeded back up toward the club. He let her lead ahead on the crooked steps just in case she fell or something. Once they approached the bar, he hung back to let her settle up her tab. He didn't have to be up in her business about that, it would be rude.

After that was settled, he started out toward the entrance and his car. He glanced back toward her, waiting so they could walk together. "I'm just a quick 10-15 minute drive up the beach if you want to just jump in the passenger seat." He motioned toward his car that was near the entrance. Once inside his car, he buckled up and pulled out. He let his right arm slide over the center console, nearing the other seat. As promised, they were pulling into his condo driveway a short 14 minutes later.

 

[momoftwins13]

Once Alli's miniscule tab was squared away she turned to find Greg, pleased that he was close by, waiting. She sauntered over and they walked together out to his car. She only hesitated briefly before climbing in with him. He didn't seem like any kind of kidnapper or rapist. The thought made her smile.

The drive was short, and at some point during it their hands connected and stayed linked, although she wasn't sure when exactly. The conversation flowed easily and she found herself relaxing and laughing more than she could remember since starting college.

He was charming, funny, and sexy as hell, and she was thrilled to be with him. Eventually they pulled up to his place and she glanced at him.

"Beautiful home" she commented. She suddenly envisioned going for an early morning run on the beach, dinners on a balcony overlooking the ocean, making love in the sand...

Her mind was getting out of control as she reeled it in before it got too far.

 

[herman24]

Along the way, Greg definitely noticed her slip her hand into his but he made nothing of it. This wasn't high school anymore, who cares, he thought. During their conversation, he thought about his place. He had only been there a couple of weeks, and it certainly was not finished and rough around the edges. As he pulled in, he heard her comment about how beautiful it was. He took the comment in stride while putting the car in park. "Thanks, although once you see the inside you may not say home....maybe more like bachelor pad."

As they walked up, he agreed with what he had said but because it really wasnt a home. Not a home in the sense that he knew a home to be. He walked in through his one car garage, allowing her to go first. It opened into the kitchen, which was complete with center island and bar stools but without a true kitchen table. He decided that he would save the best for last. "Let me show you the rest of the house..." he offered, before showing her a completed living room centered around a LED tv. He followed it up with his bedroom that was cozy. The other rooms, including a guest bedroom, den, and extra room that he had no clue what to use it for.

Making their way back to the kitchen, he decided it was time for the one thing he did have plenty of, drinks. He glanced back at her, asking "Can I get you a drink to take out on the patio?" he opened up his cabinet, that a variety of liquor including some wine, along with plenty of beer in the fridge.

He opened the door, waiting to lead her outside to the best part of his place, the patio. The waves could be heard crashing as he looked out at the patio furniture that had been left for him, including the hot tub that was installed.