It was supposed to have been a house party like any other: 50 or so crazy teenagers drinking, dancing, and, well, just acting like crazy college kids. But, fortunately for me, it wasn’t. Thanks to her I had actually enjoyed myself, immensely.

Yes, her. It took me a while to notice her, but I did, once I found myself in the same room with her, that is. She was breathtaking. She was probably 5-5, 115lbs or so, with beautiful straight shoulder length brown hair, and oh-so-hypnotizing brown eyes.

Like I said, it took me a while to notice her, but once I did, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She was in one of the rooms dancing, moving seductively to the music, although I don’t think it was a slow song, but who cares, she was gorgeous. I watched her as she swayed her hips to the rhythm of the music, my eyes scanning her beautiful body. I was so busy taking in her beauty as she danced that I didn’t realize she was looking at me as well. When my eyes caught hers I tried to look away, as I’m sure I was drooling and didn’t want her to realize that she was doing that to me. But tried as I may, I couldn’t take my eyes off hers. Although there were probably at least 10 other people in the room dancing as well, it seemed as if it were just the two of us as she danced her way over to me, as I stood by the doorway trying to inch my way out of the room.

I had a drink in my hand, and quickly took a sip, trying to look away as I did, hoping to play this coolly. Instead, the quick sip turned almost instantaneously into a long gulping of almost all of it. By this time, she had made her way across the room to the doorway where I stood, watching me making even more of a fool of myself than I had wanted her to see. Taking the drink from me she asked “can I have a sip of that? I’m sooo thirsty from all this dancing”. Before I could say yes she drank the rest of my drink, as I just stood there trying to say something, anything. “Thanks” she said again as she handed me the now empty cup. I somehow managed to say “you’re welcome, beautiful”. The second the word beautiful escaped my lips I wanted to jump into a bottomless hole, but she just stood there and smiled. Oh that smile, it melted my embarrassment away. I was about to walk away from her in an effort to salvage what was left of the situation, when she took me by the hand and before I could protest led me out of the room, to another, more quieter room.

She sat on the bed (by this time I realized that it was an empty bedroom she had taken me to), motioning for me to sit next to her, never taking her eyes off mine. As if under a spell I did as she gestured and sat next to her on the bed. “You’re sooo beautiful” were the words I found myself saying. “I’m sorry, I don’t even know your name” I quickly said again in an effort to cover up my lack of control over the situation. “Nikita” she whispered in my ear. I could have exploded then and there when she said that. It was in the most seductive voice I’ve ever heard. “What’s your name, babe?” she asked. “Jenny” was all I could say.

“How about a private dance Jenny?” she asked as she got up and proceeded to sit in my lap, facing away from me. Before I had the chance to say anything, she began to grind her **** in my lap, grinding it against my jeans. I wanted to say something, anything, a yes please beautiful, a no thanks beautiful, anything, but the words just wouldn’t come out. Instead I leaned back on my elbows on the bed enjoying the private dance this beauty was giving me, as she continued to grind into me to the music we could hear from the party that was still going on in the rest of the house. How I managed to restrain myself I still don’t know to this day, but I just sat there, watching her every movement, as she danced for me.

I don’t know how long she danced for. It could have been for just the length of one song or it could have been 50 songs. However long she danced for I was transfixed on her movements. She finally stopped and straddled my lap, facing toward me. By this time I was still resting comfortably on my elbows watching her every move. It wasn’t until she straddled me that I realized how much I had actually lost control of the situation. I quickly sat up, which was probably a mistake as the second I did I found my face just inches away from hers. Her body heat next to mine was way too much for me to handle, but I couldn’t let her know just to what extent she had me under her control.

“That was very nice” I said as calmly as I could.

“I’m glad you liked it” she replied and just sat there smiling at me.

I smiled back and made the mistake of looking her in her eyes. I quickly caught myself and took a hurried look at my watch pretending I had somewhere else to be. “Damn, I gotta go sweet lady. I got to work tomorrow”.

“That’s ok” she said and smiled again. “I’d like to see you again though”.

“So would I” I told her and proceeded to give her my number. “I’m looking forward to your call Nikita”.

Suddenly she leaned forward and gave me the most delicious kiss anyone ever gave me. “Please, call me Nikki” she said and got off my lap.

It took me a full minute to recover from that kiss. “Call me soon Nikki. I’d love to spend some more time with you”. I smiled at her as best as I could at that time and left the room and the party.