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Originally Posted by stinger1

So I decided to do something different and went to Ce Li Vie club to see how it was on a Friday nite. It was packed and got even more so as the nite went on. As soon as i walked in I found myself being stared at by a stunning young lady who smiled and mouthed "hello". She said her name was Moon and was from Vietnam. Did the usual where are you from stuff but i told her I was looking for a friend and she smiled and said talk with you later. Did not need to engage with a pro but she was at least sweet and gorgeous. As I got a drink and walked round a bit I had noticed a guy sitting at a table near the entrance ordering drinks but didn't pay much attention to it. That is until a stunning MILF walked in a few minutes later and sat next to him. Hair down to her shoulders, legs that went to Mars and back, wearing a very classy multi-colored short skintight nylon dress. I managed not to trip over my tongue and went over near the bar to gain a better vantage of this slice of heaven. I put them in their early to mid 40's and comfortable around each other, likely husband and wife. She drank her champagne like an elegant movie star with perfect posture and those legs (oh those legs) crossed. Her husband got up and just left her going into the dance area. I thought to myself, well how rude to leave that vision of heaven alone, with circling wolves nearby. Seemed like nothing new to her as she continued sipping her drink. I decided, why not you old dog...I walked over and introduced myself and got lost in her eyes and slight smile. Let's say her name is T. I said I'm hoping her bf or husband wasn't a martial arts expertand she gave a delightful little laugh and said he was her husband and that no you are completely safe. I said that's good because I needed to know if i was going to have to go all Jackie Chan on him when he saw us talking. That got another delightful laugh. She then stood up and I was like woah...now I'm 1.88m but she was wearing like 5 inch heels so I put her at 1.72 and maybe 50kg. In my mind she was as perfect the definition of MILF as you would find. Absolute killer body and with a just stunning face with thick full lips, nicely painted in a subtle kissable red. She invited me to sit with her and we proceeded to chat over this and that trying our best to hear each other over DJ MakeItLoudAsHell pumping out the techno crap. I would soon learn this stunner was the mother of 3 kids, the oldest being 19. Damn. Her figure was flawless and she took care of herself working out and eating right. I wanted ask what exactly she ate to get that gorgeous complexion but thought ahhhh...a little too early to get witty. We talked and I would occassionaly touch her arm or waist and she seemed fine with that. Then the husband suddenly appeared and sat across from us but facing away and towards the dance floor. I looked at her and her expression was normal but she reached over tapped him on the shoulder and we introduced ourselves. His name for this story is R. He acted like everything was cool and was head bobbing to the music and then abruptly got up and disappeared again. I'm like...okay, works for me. Just then the DJ switched to a fast latin beat so I asked her if she would like to dance with me. She smiled and said yes so I took her hand and led her into the flash mob of dancers and we seemed to naturally go into a salsa dance style, holding my left and her right hand while the other went around each others waist. We started gyrating around and my hand was on fire holding her waist through her tight nylon dress, sometimes moving upward to where there was avgap in the dress allowing me to feel her smooth skin. I spun her a few times and quickly learned this was a very skilled dancer (me...not so much but damnit I had the male dancer reputation on my shoulders. Don't F it up!). Then as we were turning we somehow magically got very close to each other. The kind of close where my right leg was placed directly inside of her legs, with that leg getting the first sense of heaven as it was right on her pelvis (that's ang moh polite for pressing up against her hoohoo). She seemed to take notice that my kookoo bird had risen to the occassion and was also pressing against her, as if to say...hellooo. Her body seemed to react by moving even closer but her face went from one of a slight smile to that of realization and she then pulled away and said thank you for the dance but held my hand bringing me back to her table. R was back at the table and she went to talk with him so I quietly went elsewhere. A little later when she was alone again I asked her again for a dance but she shyly declined so I gave her my biggest smile and said of course. Cheers...although my now completely awake kookoo bird was rather annoyed with me. I assured him it's all about timing. I told my bird to be patient and good things will come to him soon. He told me to shut the hell up.

Dude.... PARAGRAPHS!!!

fuck....