The Right Night, The Wrong Girl

[MikeTX76798]

Jack was a great roommate. And he was one of my best friends. I loved that guy like a brother, and we'd back each other up at the gates of hell. That's why when he started dating this girl... this unbelievable girl, I told myself up front that whatever instant attraction I felt the first time I saw her was going to be a quickly passing thing, and it was... sort of.

I could control myself easy enough, refusing to let my mind take me where it wanted to go, treating her with a respectful distance between us all the time; but on the other hand, the more time she spent at our place, the more comfortable she got, the more I got to admire her... both the personal, and the physical... definitely the physical...

But that was no reason why tonight should be a problem. With Jack out of town on her birthday, it had fallen to me to be her escort/body gaurd to keep off any of the other friends that might not have such loyalty as I. It was going fine until the fourth jack and coke started to kick in at Slicks downtown. They played that slow-beat techno, and a little of the pop-rap that all the good little girls loved to dirty-dance to... and all she wanted to do was dance... with me...

 

[MikeTX76798]

Mike:

23
5'10", brown hair (tastefully shaggy), blue eyes. I'm proud of two things, my pecs, which I didn't know I had until 2 years ago, and my butt... which I would never admit to anyone.
Looking all-to-typical in the trendily flared jeans, rolled up shirt cuffs, and sport coat

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