Storm Warning - Sex Stories

Storm Warning

... coasters and drinks on the bar counter at the far end of the room. "Come, have a seat, please. Your company is very much appreciated. Here, this is the best spot. Overview of the entire bar."

We walk around the counter and sit down on the tall bar stools, overlooking the very empty room. "Would you like me to charge it to your room?"

"Yes, please, it’s 1604". I say as I lift my glass in a toast, nodding to Michelle. She returns the gesture.

"Oh, that's a nice room, you two. Good stuff!" Anna nods approvingly as she operates the register.

We clink our glasses, and right there, before we even have our first sip, the music changes to that glorious 80's song that made us hit the dance floor only a few hours earlier.

"It's our song!" Michelle shouts out enthusiastically. "Wanna dance? I wanna dance with somebody!"

"Wasn't aware we had a song, wannabe Whitney. Noooo, please, I told you my feet are killing me."

Anna resolutely leans in over the counter towards us.

"Hey. Nobody puts baby in the corner, mister. If you're not going to dance with her, I am!"

Michelle looks at me for a second with her best puppy eyes impression before breaking character and turning to Anna, who is already extending her hand, her body swaying to the beat of the song.

"By all means, please do, Anna. Go crazy!"

I love dancing with Michelle, I always do, but right now my feet are utterly thrilled with Anna's initiative.

"Don't mind if we do," Anna smirks, before she ...

... elegantly slides over the counter and pulls Michelle onto her feet, leading her towards the snazzy dance floor. They look so very different and so very compatible at the same time, laughing as they jump onto the floor, Anna half a head shorter than Michelle, petite and curvy, white and blue against bright red, both gorgeous in their own way. I take a sip of my drink, laughing as I watch the two in an upbeat mix of elegance and goofiness. Anna is clearly taking charge of the situation, leading Michelle around the floor to the music. Both laughing, trying their absolute best to sing along, hands intertwined between them.

The song slowly comes to an end. I see them waiting in anticipation for the next big hit, but their disappointed faces tell me that this was clearly not what they were hoping for. Anna leans in close to Michelle to plant a soft peck on her cheek, and they reluctantly return to the bar.

"Thank you! I needed that. This evening has been such a drag." Anna blows a kiss at Michelle as they reach the bar, Anna gets back behind the counter, while Michelle sits back down on the stool beside me.

"That was just beautiful," I say as I lean in to kiss Michelle. Our lips meet in a long, warm kiss, both of us holding our breath, exhaling as our lips disconnect.

"You know it," she whispers in a soft voice. "And, now I'm done dancing for today as well."

Anna leans in across the counter once more, looking at me intensely with a stern expression on her face. "Seems you ...