I walk over to the table, a wave of confidence has crashed over me because I would've been a wuss and wanted them to ask me for a lap dance.
I go up to the boy with curly hair, pointing my finger at him to signal he should follow me. I give him a seductive smirk, and grab his hand once he gets up from his chair.
I pull the chair off to the side over to us and push him in it. He seems confused but I just continue to do my job.
I straddle his waist, grinding into his hips, putting my hands on the chair to balance myself. I hear hoots and hollers behind us but I don't bother to see who it is.
The boy puts his hands on my hips, but I stand up straight. "Eh, eh, eh, no touching." I smirk, turning around so my butt is on his lower region as I slide up and down his body.
I hear grunts and quiet moans behind me. I start to shake my ass on his friend, feeling his hand on my hip.
I turn back around straddle and grinding his waist."what's your name?" I whisper in his ear.
"Ashton."
