Fran and Max Sizzle the Salsa

by

Goldenpoet67
(Goldenpoet67@aol.com)

"Mr.Sheffield, I am off to the Conga, for more dancing, wanna come?" Fran asked . "Sure, Ms.Fine, Max said. Fran was wearing her sizzling skin tight black leggings, and a hot mid drift blouse. Ma loved seeing her in it, he didn't want other men to.

Fran looked good in anything, and nothing had Max's juices flowing more, than when she wore what she was wearing. Once, she had fallen while rehearsing, and he was close enough, and caught her. He felt his body become in tuned with hers at how lovely she was.

"Mr.Sheffield, what are you doing?" Fran asked. Max had moved over to her, and was looking at her, but before he knew it, he had her in an embrace. She felt his hands begin to squeeze her tush a little. He was flirting. "Oh,Mr.Sheffield."

She flirts with him, winks, and squeezes him to.

They get to the conga dance hall, and before they go in, Max kisses her, and he runs his hands up her leg. "Mr.sheffield, you want to sizzle before we hit the dance floor, huh?" She said. He has been wanting to touch her for a long time. Fran is turned on, and they almost take things further.

They kiss, and Max can hardly control himself. They go into the conga, and Max gets them some drinks. Then Fran wants to dance, she asks Max" to watch and learn." He does, he is attracted and mesmorized at her beauty and zest for life.

Fran knows she wants him captivated, because by the end of this night, he would want her like never before. She does her best in dancing the salsa. She had been getting good at it, in just two weeks of learning. Max loved every dance, he was completely captivated by her.

When she comes back to the table, she drinks a little of her drink, and Max said," Bravo, Ms.Fine." "You look absolutely stunning out there." Max said. He kisses her. "Cmon, mr.sheffield, dance with me." Fran said.

The way he felt, he could dance anything, he was with the most beautiful woman in the world, and his body was sizzling to be with her. Max learned some while there, and heloved the part where he could touch her, and it was part of the dance.

They did the mumba, the salsa, and the Latino grind. Max was on fire for her by the end of the 3 dances. He wants her, and she wants him. They get to the limo, and kissing and enjoying the night. Fran knew without a doubt, Max wanted her.

She led him up to her room, but he wanted to go to his room. They did a sizzle of their own, as they let each let the other explore one another. They made love, and watched the sun come up the next morning.

Max proposed as the sun came up. Fran was totally his, and he was hers.

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