Chapter One
Tessa stretched at her desk and tried to clear her head. It had been a bad day. Hell, it had been a bad year. John had broken up with her last fall and in the spring, her last living relative, her aunt Kate, died. She hated her job. She hated her boss. Life basically sucked.
She wasn’t really sure why she missed John. He had treated her badly and wasn’t a very good lover. But, he was a safe lover. She knew where he had been, at least for a while, until he started cheating on her with more than one woman. Then he dumped her for an 18 year old. He said that he wanted a “younger woman”.
I’m only 25, how could he want someone younger? Bastard!!!! It was really good that he was gone, bad sex and all, she thought to herself as she got ready to go home.
The only problem is, bad sex is better than no sex at all. Someday, maybe, she would find a good lover and finally reach that point when you loose all inhibitions and let yourself go. She really wanted to have that “ultimate orgasm” before she became too old to care. The thought of finding the right man and what he could do to her, made her stomach do a little skip. Oh Baby.
Tessa had made up her mind to change. She was not going to let life get her down anymore. She was tired of being unhappy. She had made a phone call and was going out that night, with her best friend Jill. They were going dancing at the Mariott hotel bar, Rocky’s. It was a small place with a DJ and not a lot of ruff necks. Tessa loved to dance. She let go of all frustration and troubles on the dance floor. She really didn’t care if she had to dance alone, but she preferred a partner. If she was really into a song, she would zone out and get lost in the music until the song was over. Jill was a good dancer also, but it took a lot to keep up with Tessa.
Later:
Tessa and Jill walked into the hotel bar and looked around. They were pleased with what she saw. Good crowd, but not packed. Not too many people dancing which made enough room to move around the dance floor without bothering anyone. The girls got settled at a table and took to the dance floor. Tessa was in heaven. It was good to be a girl. Girls could get away with dancing with each other. Men couldn’t.
A.J. and Howie were sitting at a table in the corner. They wanted to have a drink and relax after their long trip in that day. Sitting in their rooms was not happening, and the other guys were too tired to go play, so AJ and Howie ventured down to the bar. They were both enthralled by the way the two women were moving on the dance floor. One was a blond with shoulder length hair and shaped well. The other one was smaller and leaner with long dark hair. AJ, in particular, was enthralled by the smaller one, not by the way she looked, but by the way she moved while dancing. She moved so gracefully and seductively. He was thinking about asking her to dance, when she left the dance floor and returned to her table with her friend.
A man approached the table and he asked her to dance. She accepted and the two danced. AJ could tell she was bored with the man she was dancing with He wasn’t very good. When the song was over, the woman returned to the table and dragged her friend onto the dance floor.
"Damn, she is good," A.J. said as he watched Tessa lead her friend back to the dance floor. As he watched her, he squirmed around in his seat a little, adjusting himself into a more comfortable position. Her back was to him and he could see every move of the hips and abdomen.
"If you think she is good, then go dance with her, man." Howie was finding A.J.’s reaction to the woman humorous. AJ never got turned on by strange women. He appreciated a good looking woman and would go over to her and talk for a while, but usually, he had to run from women’s attentions. But this time, Howie could tell, A.J. was itching to dance with her. He couldn’t sit still.
"Go A.J.," Howie prodded, "Take your shot before some other guy gets there first."
Just then the next song began and Howie smiled. "Listen man, its fate. So go." And he nudged AJ giving him the push he needed to move. The disc jockey had played Hey Mr. DJ
"I’m gone then." A.J. said as he got up and walked toward Tessa.
She was dancing with her back to him. She was swaying to the music zoned out in her own world while her friend was dancing a little faster. Howie, saw AJ pause not sure as to how to interrupt the two dancing women, got up, walked over to Jill and started dancing with her easily taking her into his arms and leading her to the other side of the dance floor. Tessa realized she didn’t have a partner anymore and stopped dancing. She looked at Jill and Howie and started to go back go back to her table. Howie winked at AJ at the ease of the situation and continued to dance.
Before Tessa could leave the dance floor, AJ approached her slowly, speaking to her as he walked , so as not to startle her. “Dance with me.” He said in his throaty voice, and he held out his hand.
Tessa looked at him and took in the tattoos, blond/brown hair, and goatee and almost turned away. Then she saw his eyes. The rest didn’t matter. His eyes were milk chocolate brown with curly black eyelashes surrounding them. They were the kind of eyes you could get lost in. His eyes were so sensuous when he looked at her, so she reached out her hand to take his.
He took her into his arms and their bodies instantly melted together. They began to dance as one. Their pelvises swayed together and their chests rubbed together sensuously. He bent her backwards and brought her back up, time after time. She would wrap one leg around his for support when he bent her backwards, but he was a strong leader on the dance floor and she was not at all afraid he would drop her. One time, when she wrapped her leg around his, he took a hold of her thigh and held it there, as she rubbed up against him.
“I’m AJ,” he said as he nuzzled her neck.
“I know,” She said as she moved up and down against his frame. She didn’t live in a cave. She knew and loved the Backstreet Boys’ music. She couldn’t believe she was dancing with AJ though. He danced so well on stage. She always wanted to dance with him, and now she had her chance and she was taking full advantage of it. She wanted to dance till dawn and she couldn’t have dreamed up a better partner.
Tessa knew he was getting hard and she played it all she could. She wanted him to want her. Her!! Not some 18 year old. He moaned in her ear and she rubbed herself against him even more.
He was working his magic on her too. They were both getting very hot. They danced and they danced. Getting more aroused with every song.
