i want to dance
i’ve had that “i need to go dancing” bug for some time now. i mean, i have a pretty awesome speaker system at home, and i often crank it up and start to move. but i want to a club where the music and the base overwhelm all other things and all is left is the beat. you don’t think, you don’t talk, you dance.
i’m a good dancer, i do not doubt this one thing about myself. i move out onto the dance floor in steps timed to the simplest beat, i find a space, the larger the better. i sway for a bit until it hits me and my body starts moving. arms to one beat, legs to another, my hips… they have a mind of their own. they punctuate, they rotate, and curve to the dips, the jerks, the sways in the music. i forget myself, i’m breathing hard, my hands go through my hair and i feel my body responding as if being caressed by my lover.
Pain described it to someone “its as if she’s just come alive”.
i put a lot of sex into my dancing. i can’t help it. and the images that run through my head, oh yes, those are naughty ones. you want to know? dare i tell you? dark, handsome lover finds me irresistable and manhandles me to a dark private corner… you getting the picture?
i’ve never had sex in a club before.
i went to the Chamber on a thursday night (fetish night) for my birthday some years ago, dressed in my evil catholic school girl outfit. pigtails, red plaid skirt, black, button-down shirt tied up, killer goth boots and black fishnets. it was my husband’s request. when we got there, i just hit my groove that night, dancing in ways i KNEW were going to ache the next day.
i go to take a break, this man in kakis and a white, button down shirt with company logo on it ask daecon if they could dance with his wife. “i don’t know, ask her”
sure, i say. why not, so i dance more for him than with him. goth club, ya know. he’s not bad. the dance is over, i go back to the table that we’ve staked out. the man goes back over to his buddies and HIGH FIVES THEM! i see money pass hands.
oh.. i was a fucking BET. daecon was highly amused.
Current Mood: wanting to dance