The Big One Page 4 Hot Romance Stories!

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I love these shoes but I wish I were wearing my Converse sneakers. We’ve been undulating to a big electronic dance beat right in front of the stage going on three hours now. If it weren’t for Cade’s energy, my addiction to his laugh, and my desire for this night to never end, I would have already:

A.taken my shoes off and tried to check them with the coats

B. Traded one of these wanna-be Skater dude’s for their Vans

C. Given my Chloe pumps to the vagrant outside when he asked for them.

My hair is a soaking pile of sudor and my silk blouse is clinging to me like cellophane wrap. Neither of us planned on this happy brou-ha-ha but after our delicious, sensual, buttery dinner at Butches Lobster House, Cade suggested live music and had heard that that an uptown bar was hosting the pioneers of the big beat electronic dance movement; the duo from Los Angeles called “The Crystal Method”. It sounded… nostalgic. What we didn’t know is that we were entering into a ‘Rave’. A laser light show, provocative images projected on the club walls, but no club drugs. This crowd was more like a trust-fund baby reunion. I’m certain I have blisters on my pinky toes but I honestly don’t care. Standing in this heaving heap of youth, pulsating to the thump-thump-thump of this techno beat like one living organism – like an aspen grove, and leaning into Cade to move as one – our sweat running together and creating salty-sweet nuzzles and glistening smiles – hot romance stories being written in my mind. I feel euphorically happy and energized; I could dance all night!

And I thought we would until I paused for a moment of respite at a bar-stool while Cade went to the bathroom. When he came out and saw me sitting he glanced at his watch. “3:15, gorgeous. Let’s get you home”. I knew he was right, but I actually considered soldiering on and insisting we stay. My eyes must have shown my heart’s desire. Cade took me by the hand and led me outside to a near-by bench along the pretty part of the creek in front of the club. He shifted my legs into his lap, smoothed my skirt and tucked it under my thighs to preserve my modesty, slipped my shoes off, and began the most delicious foot rub I’ve ever had in my life. I stopped the action momentarily to slide my stockings off and toss them aside. Funny how the cost of lingerie becomes irrelevant after midnight.

We laughed at how silly it must have looked for a couple our age to be in the middle of that juvenile melee but we didn’t care! I look into Cade’s eyes and the world melts away. I feel like writing poetry and composing music – creating something as beautiful as I feel. Cade kicked off his shoes and socks, rolled up his pants and grabbed my hand. We walked on the bank of the creek feeling the cool water and mud squish between our toes – holding hands and giggling like kids.

Before we knew it we were well out of city lights and the stars looked like they were punching holes through the sky to get to us and taste a little of what we had. We came upon a swinging bridge that I had no idea existed. We walked to the middle and Cade leaned his back against the rail, slid his arms around my waist and pulled me in. We were about to have our first kiss…