Dance Floor

This is a short erotic story. Adults only.

The sway of her hips on the dance floor drove everyone wild, but tonight you weren't in the mood to play her game. You instead decided to approach her friend. You took the drinks in your hands, approaching with singleminded focus... and utterly ignoring her.
The small talk rolls off of your tongue, and before long her friend is laughing and grabbing your arm- an invitation to take her hand, take her dancing, take her home... But all you can focus on is the woman beside you, only slightly out of view. You're half-hard just being this close to her.