After a short while the band started up and couples drifted to the dance floor. I sat on my hands and pretended to enjoy watching them. Lucy was sitting slightly behind me and I could sense she was a little bit, uh, I don’t know, a little bit impatient or miffed or something. I turned to her and asked if she was ok.
“Yeah, but I’d be a lot better if someone would invite me to dance.”
“Relax, I’m sure you’ll get asked pretty soon,” I responded.
“Well, Tank, I think you know me enough by now and I’m not very patient at times. So, if you don’t ask me, I’ll ask you to dance. Got it?”
Now I can be a bit dense at times but I realized I was stuck. I had to dance with her, so I turned and extended my hand to her and asked if she’d give me the honor of the next dance.
“Why, yes, Dummy, I will,” she giggled. We stood up and worked our way to the dance floor. The first two tunes were fairly fast ones and I enjoyed dancing with her. She was full of energy, laughed and clearly enjoyed herself. Next came a slow tune. I went to back away when she came up to me and put her hands around my waist. “I’m not letting you get away so quickly,” she laughed. I had to either dance with her or make a big scene, so I chose to dance.
She felt good in my arms, really good. I kept a tiny bit of space between us and every time I looked down at her I saw nothing but bare chest and bulging breasts, which looked so much nicer than when she was nude on the job. We talked a little bit about her prize and a few of the people we had met. It was so comfortable dancing with her that when the one tune was over, I kept holding her until the next one started. As the second slow tune was wrapping up, the band announced a quick break. As I released my arms from around her and turned to go, she gave me a quick hug and murmured, “Thanks, Tank. Nice dance.”
We walked back to the table and chatted some more with the others. For the next hour or so we both danced with others in the room but I have to admit, none were quite as nice as those I had with her.
Then Chad stepped up and asked her to dance. He appeared to be drunk and I could tell she was not pleased but she put on a nice face and went with him. I waited at the table to watch them. Her body language was screaming unhappiness but she had a fake smile on her face as they began to dance. He pulled her up close and reached around and grabbed her ass.
That royally pissed me off and I was about to go out there when I saw her grab his hands and pull them up to her back. Then he did it again. And she repeated her move. On his third attempt she leaned back and gave him a full slap on the cheek before she turned to leave. As he grabbed her roughly to pull her back to him I leapt out of my chair and went over to them. He was trying to control her and she was telling him to let her go. People around them were backing up with looks of horror and sympathy.
“You heard her. Let her go,” I said quietly, “Let’s not make a scene, please.”
“Who the fuck are you to tell me to let her go? She owes me this dance.”
“Chad, I won’t repeat myself again. This is your final warning: Let. The. Lady. Go,” I said, emphasizing each word.
“Fuck! NO!” he shouted as he turned and lunged at me. I sidestepped him easily and put my foot out tripping him and he went sprawling across the floor. He came up sputtering, swearing and promising me I’d regret it. Fortunately, his boss was in the crowd and pulled him back and led him out of the building right as Lucy came up behind me and reached her arm around my waist.
“Thanks, Tank. Normally I’m fine fighting my own battles but he would not back off.”
“Sure, Luce. No problem. Are you OK? Wanna stay or go home?”
“I’m fine. No, I wanna stay. Care for another dance?” she smiled as she slid her hand down to mine and led me back to the middle of the dance floor. By then the crowd had settled down, the music started up again and people seemed to be back in a festive mood. This set of songs was nothing but slow music so I had to hold her in my arms. I kept the tiny bit of distance between us for a bit on the first tune, but she pulled herself closer until her breasts were rubbing my lower chest and her hips were pressed to me. It was feeling so good when male physiology started to take over. I knew she could feel it and I was embarrassed as all get out. I tried to pull myself a tiny bit away but her grip across my back wouldn’t allow it.
She giggled a bit and leaned up to whisper in my ear, “I’ve seen it, I’ve seen it hard and now I’ve felt it hard.”
“Luce, I’m so sorry, I can’t help it.”
“What’s to be sorry about? It’s kinda nice to know I have that effect on a man,” she paused before going on, “Even when I have clothes on.”
“You had to bring that up, didn’t you?”
“Hey, it’s part of our history. Why not?”
After another few minutes the tune was done, she grabbed my hand and turned towards the table.
Lucy
I don’t know why I did it. I don’t know why I danced so close to Tank. I don’t know why I teased him about his erection. And I don’t know why I grabbed his hand on the way back to the table. But I can say I enjoyed all three.
We were sitting there talking with a few people when Chad’s boss came up to the table and asked to speak to Tank.
“If it has anything to do with Chad, you’ll need to speak with Lucy, also.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” he responded as he included me in his view. “Can we go out into the hall where it’s a bit quieter?”
Once in the hallway he turned to us. “I want to apologize for Chad’s behavior. It was totally inappro….”
Tank interrupted him, “No, it wasn’t inappropriate, it was borderline assault.”
I was stunned and pleased Tank spoke using such strong language. It is hard for some men to realize how difficult being a woman can be. Men are physically stronger, bigger and used to being in power.
“Yeah, you’re right. I’ll tell you that as of now Chad is on probation at his job and if he ever does anything remotely like that again, he’ll be on the street.”
“I’m pleased to see you’re taking it seriously. Thank you,” said Tank.
“And Lucy, if I can do anything for you at any time, please let me know.”
“Thanks, Jerry. I appreciate it. I guess I would only request Chad not deliver to our sites in the future. The less I see of him, the better.”
“That’s easy to do. I’ve got a new kid who’s learning the ropes. If you don’t mind a rookie, I’ll send him. I don’t want to lose your business.”
“No problem there. My issue is with one employee, not the business,” I answered.
We wrapped things up while Jerry went back inside and I stood there with Tank a few seconds. “You want to dance more or head home?” I asked him.
“It’s up to you. I’m kinda tired, but I’ll stay if you want to.”
“Nah, I’m ready to go, too. Let’s say goodbye to the president. I want to thank her for the door prize and tell her we’re donating to their cause next week. Right, Tank?”
“Right, Luce, we’re donating,” he chuckled.
After we said our good-byes we hired another Uber back to my place. As it was still fairly early, I decided I’d ask Tank in, you know, to talk and relax.