May 18, 2008

The scent of a woman

I have gone a bit dance crazy of late with upwards of 12 hours a week spent pushing myself around the floor in classes, training for a routine, training for a competition and also a fair bit of good old social dancing.

I am loving it and the ache in my feet, calves and knees is not about to slow me down.

I am lucky to have some great friends and some wonderful ladies that are amazing to dance with. There is a level of sensuality and trust bordering on the erotic at times and the sexual tension can be powerful.

Tonight hit a new level.

Her scent pulled at my loins. My pulse was thumping in my ears and there was a lump in my throat.

We were so close, she in front and me behind. My hand pressing down on the top of her hips - fingers spread over the top of her thighs.

Her body was pressed against mine, leaning back into me. My head resting on her shoulder. All I could smell was her light musk of perspiration.

I wanted to gently taste it. To lick, tenderly from her exposed shoulder to the back of her ear.

The desire to make contact was intoxicating.

She could read my thoughts, or it felt that way. She leaned back into me a little harder as we gently squeezed down together in a lunge.

The end of the phrase in the music was rushing towards us. It was time to break the spell and send her spinning out and away to safety.

At arms length we locked eyes. She smiled a wicked smile.

With a spin and a dip the song was over and we left the floor hand in hand as friends not lovers and she returned to her group of friends.

A mate approached me.

"What the hell happened just then?"

"What do you mean?" I asked innocently.

"Dude, you just had a massive moment. The whole fucking room could see it - you may as well have just had sex right there in the middle of the floor."

Sprung. Some things you just can't hide.

Did I tell you I like dancing?


Kitty said...

twinkle toes, you make me moist. x

Josh said...

..and you make me hard, so what are we going to do about it? x_x

Ms Smack said...

How sexy!

Anonymous said...

Dancing... You can fake it, but you can't hide it.

fingers said...

Hang on a minute.
Were you dancing with Fanny...

Anonymous said...

Honey, you can lick me tenderly anytime.

Josh said...

Ms Smack
Whoot, you live!! It was sexy indeed.


Ah, no but it sound like I have to go and read her blog if she is blogging about dance smut!

You say the nicest things...Come here!

Kali said...

Once I get over the shock of finding a guy who actually likes to dance....

Hot damn. Save a dance for me!

Josh said...

Strap yourself in baby. If you are over here or I am over there we are dancing till the sun comes up.

Keshi said...

there u go..u know exactly what I mean by my today's post. hot stuff Josh!


Keshi said...

And I love a guy who knows how to dance and who enjoys it too.


Em said...

Dancing certainly is a very sexy/sensual/erotic thing to do and if you're even slightly attracted to your partner it can be amazing foreplay. I'm sure your audience enjoyed the show. :-)

LizB said...

Wow, I suddenly like dancing, too. I've never had a dancing partner who could make me have a moment like that, though.

Madam Z said...

Josh, reading this post is intoxicating! You have described the sensuality of good, close dancing so well, that I am thrust back in time. I remember dancing the tango with my first love. Oh my. You want to talk about erotic! The "corte" (there should be an accent mark over the e )was like fucking with your clothes on. Sigh. Good times.