Exercising vigorously

Simon groaned, he'd been enjoying that. Both his hands slowly crept over her stomach.

Chardonnay's stomach was pleasantly bare and toned. She moved her weight from the balls of her feet to her heels, pressing into the floor so her hips rippled painfully slowly across Simon's.

Simon had one hand placed on her delicious stomach, another creeping up, dipping into the bottom of her sports bra.

Chardonnay rocked her body smoothly against his, her hips moving against his so carefully but also so wildly.

Simon's hand slipped up her bra, running up over her breast, rubbing against her n*pple. He moaned, kissing her neck, moving with her.

Chardonnay gasped softly, rubbing her hips more widly into Simon's groin.

Simon's other hand went up her bra, both now rubbing into her n*pples, sucking on her neck slightly. He felt himself stir very slightly.

Chardonnay moved her head a little with a very slight wince. He had just caught the edge of her hickey, where it was still a litle sore. She translated the slight jolt of pain into letting her body move sumptuously in time to the music.

Simon chose another spot to suck on, hands moving slowly yet tantalisingly over her breasts.

"This isn't the place," Chardonnay told him in a whisper, grinding her hips to his.

Simon sighed. "Sorry..." he muttered, pulling his hands out of her top, resting them on her hips, kissing her neck gently.

"We could always go somewhere that is," she mused quietly, still keeping time to the msuic with her shapely body.

"I would like that...very much..." Simon said softly, still moving with her.

"End of the next song. The next one is a ballad, and I fancy some slow dancing."

"Sure..." Simon smiled, wishing he could tell her.

"Something you want to say?" Chardonnay asked, turnign round to face him as the song ended. She tugged dwn her sports bra, her cleavage showing a bit more.

Simon shook his head. "No...nothing...only that you're a really good dancer...sexy..." he grinned.

"Well, thank you," Chardonnay grinned, managing not to blush. "Slow dance time! Be good."

"I will!" Simon laughed, hands on her waist.

Chardonnay put her arms around Simon's neck and rested her read against his chest lightly, just swaying softly to the music.

Simon swayed with her, pulling her close.

Chardonnay moved gently from side to side, in time and slowly. Romantically.

Simon did as she demanded, but made it feel like he was leading.

Chardonnay liked being lead. She liked dancing, period.

Simon wanted to waltz but he also wanted her head on his chest.