Amanda Alexander is a recent UWI graduate, who has returned home to Saint Vincent and the Grenadines after completing her studies. Luckily for her, she was offered a job at the SVGCC as an Accounting Lecturer. A position that she has always aimed at...
With my palms pressed onto my bent knees my ass rotated in circular motions. Mixing it up with counterclockwise motions and tick tocks. My hips moved perfectly to the beat of the song playing. I made sure to hold down the hem of my dress to prevent any sneak peeks. In the moment I felt soo free! I looked across to Indica and Shadae who was obviously gyrating on somebody man. I wasn't really interested in dancing on anybody for the night. Just wanted to enjoy the moment by myself. The dj was on a roll and mixed in "Yung Bredda-Feel It".
I couldn't contain myself as my body moved to the beat. The liquor was definitely kicking in and my head bin done start geh nice. Probably ah likkle too nice. Indica and Shadae wasn't even paying me any mind. The two guys had them pinned to their waist. Shadae hah de man dem ah drink off e liquor de old man buy. Ah wonda how tonight ah go end fo she. Cause me did done glimpse the man inna the corner me eye watching her. Not fimmi business tho!
"LADDDIESSSSS! Ah war yuh lean back! leh me knock it from de back! Lean back!" the dj yelled as he pulled up the track. The dj was definitely on queue with the back to back hits.
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"Manda ah going bathroom with Indica. Yuh coming or yah stop yah?" Shadae asked. I wasn't in the mood to follow behind them so I stayed. It was only me and the two guys that they were dancing with. What could happen? I was feeling lightheaded which meant only one thing. When my head nice the true freak does come out! Some hard fuck would ah do me good!
The atmosphere in the bar changed when the dj decided to switch up the segment. "Mek we slow down the fuck! Big up de gyel dem way cud wine pon dem man buddy till him cum. Me ah talk bur wen yuh wine pon tap ah it den wine go down then rotate pon it. Mek de man bawl how yuh pussy good so! Right now every gyel need fi find ah man in de party an bubble pon him! Even if ah people man!" the dj said. He dropped "Vybz Kartel-In Public."
I started to slow wine when I felt a pair of hand grip my waist. A whift of his cologne passed my nostrils. He smelt of bergamot and amber wood. A fragrant I knew to the tea, no other than Dior Sauvage. Normally I would turn around to see who it was but I didn't . Our bodies moved in sync to the music. His waistline needed no WD40 cause this man knew what he was doing. I could feel the hem of my dress rising higher and higher. My pussy was in full view to his pants zipper. She was getting wetter and wetter the longer we danced. I pressed my ass closer to his body and rotated my hips where his harden erection was. The palm of his right hand connected with my cheeks. My dress flung up causing my ass to be on display.
