Holy Dance Surprise - Sex Stories

Holy Dance Surprise

... always been a risk-taker, life as a currency or commodity dealer did seem to be a natural fit for him. Since both had gone to work in London, once more they shared a flat. As for me, unfortunately I didn't manage to get the necessary grades to be accepted at my chosen university, but I did get accepted through clearing at the University of London. And so as autumn approached I duly became a student, living away from home and with independence that I had never had previously. I loved it. I made friends easily, went out to parties, drank too much, met a succession of male students who appeared to make a bee-line to me and I had more than my fair share of late nights in a strange bed. I was buzzing. I had never had so much attention from the guys. Sure I had had several boyfriends at school and I had already lost my virginity, but this just seemed to have gone into overdrive. My girl friends certainly didn't escape the interest of the men, but they did notice that I seemed to get that much more. They told me it was because I exuded sex appeal, that my walk was lithe and that my body was.....well, hot! I honesty have no idea what it was and I certainly wasn't aware of doing anything deliberate. As for that "hot" body, I had curves of course, but I was only a 34B bra size (though admittedly set to stun, in the parlance of Star Trek) and I was fit and toned from the gym. I got my looks and my 5 ft 6 in height from my mum; I know from some of the photographs when she was younger, ...

... that she had been absolutely stunning, but I could only see my blemishes. But hey! Let's not over-analyse it! I was loving it. By the end of the spring term however, reality kicked in. I realised that I had somewhat overspent my student loan, all but eliminated my savings and that I could not expect any help from my parents since my father had become a victim of the recession -- he had lost his job, although he did manage to get some work, this was temporary and at a lower salary level. And so I looked around for some work at the very time that pubs were closing, restaurants had fewer bookings and shops simply were not recruiting. In short, I was having no success and my finances were pretty much at breaking point. Help came from an unexpected quarter. In my first week at University, I had joined a modern dance class for some exercise and a bit of fun, and I had become friendly with the regulars. I was rather bemoaning my financial plight with Katie, a second year student, and telling her how desperate I was getting, "I don't know where to look next. I've gone to all the shops I can think of, tried restaurants, pubs....I don't know, it seems rather like an impossible dream" I shook my head in frustration, "you always hear about students working their way through Uni, but I don't see how they can; there's just nothing out there!" "There's always something out there" Katie replied "I've looked! There's nothing!" I shot back "and I'm desperate; my money has almost gone" Katie ...