The turned away and walked back to campus and too the theatre on campus for the dance exhibition. She was glad that they were letting her push the envelope a bit. But the coach had gotten the Dean's permission for more unique and individual musical tastes of the students without punishment as long as the routines met with the coaches approval.
A couple of group dances and comments from some of the professors around them about the kind of impressive stamina it must take for young Talia to dance almost non-stop for a solo dance and three group dances. Then another solo routine according to the program. They had no doubt that the team could go to Nationals at least with that young freshman.
The group dances one was a more hip hop choreography and one belly dancing style that she led the other girls in and one where they were dancing with male classmates as well as the middle point of the exhibition. A few others doing solo or team dances in between them and...
Then it was time for her last solo. She stalked out in clearly shimmered dance tights barely there dance shorts in black and a men's dress shirt worn mostly buttoned up as a "dress". That seemed to grab everyone's attention when the music and her dancing started.
The dean had a brow raised wondering what he had agreed to after all.
She watched the ice queen drag him away and smirked at his wink. After the Exhibition she went out with the team to a local diner near campus. Laughing and having fun. She wondered what his little wilting violet had thought of the performance. She had seen what it had done to her father. He could barely speak much less look at her. It was hilarious to her.
As they walked out Rick turned to Megan, "What did you say about the performance?"
She was in a huff, "I said, well you don't have to imagine much what sex would be like with her, she shows you exactly when she dances", it was not intended as a compliment
Rick laughed, her dancing was good, excellent, outstanding, but sex with her was much, much better
The dean spoke up, "Honey, yes it was erotic, but that is art and you have to appreciate her...talent"
Rick looked down, and it looked like the old boy might be hard, albeit not exactly impressive...he seemed to be appreciating it just fine
She spent the night celebrating till last call then returning home she smiled relaxing in a nice hot bath. She could not get that irate snarl of a look on his fiancee's face. A laugh as she sipped a glass of wine wondering how she would deal with not only his but her father's own reaction to it all.
He ate dinner with Megan and her father at his club. The inevitable questions about them getting married which he artfully avoided
They went back to her place, and he would have to spend the night
She crawled on top of him, it was dark, and he thought of Talia, that got him hard and she mounted him, he thought about the dance, she plopped up and down, thinking of Talia, eyes shut tight, he grinded, she came, he almost screamed out, "yes, Talia" when he did too
She was suspicious, "you weren't thinking of that woman, that awful dance?"
"Of course not", he responded, he lied...and felt dirty
A glance back over her shoulder knowing he was the only.one in the room and winking as she left. She made it through her classes as was sitting by the fountain in the center of campus relaxing g reading for a bit debating what she wanted to do with the rest of her day.
She smirked and wondered when they would get time again. She would not be surprised if that wilting violet didn't let him out of her sight for weeks after that but all that pent up sexual frustration he would undoubtedly be ready to take her like a man possessed. it