Imagine... The Beatles

Dance Lessons

George Imagine :||

You and George walked hand in hand into the dance studio. You had forced George to take ballroom dancing lessons with you. "Do I really have to, Y/N?" he whined.

You smiled, and peaked his cheek. "If you're good, you'll get a surprise when we get home." you say, lust filling your husbands eyes. "Ok! I'll be a good boy!" he says.

George enjoyed having his body so close to yours while dancing. He smiled, and would try kissing you. You would push his head away, and continue dancing.

When you started home, George looked at you excitedly. "What's my surprise?!" he would ask every minute. "I don't know." you'd smirk.

He parked the car, and looked at you again. "Please tell me, Y/N, baby." he says. You chuckle. "Upstairs, full Monty, now." you say. George nods, and rushes out of the car.

This should be fun...

CLIFFHANGER!

The End.
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