As you might have surmised throughout the courses of my stories, my work requires lots of travel. I attend lots of trainings, conferences and exercises. I love my job but what makes it all the better are those times I’m met with unanticipated sexy surprises. It was an annual week-long work training event. There were well over 100 people in attendance from all over the organization. I had been there a few days. Now, you should probably understand something about my personality. I do not actively work at putting myself out there for attention. I am naturally a social individual. I make connections fast. And sometimes those connections develop into something I never saw coming.

His name was Mike and we met on the dance floor. I had been in the area for work often enough that I was able to build some frequency and rapport in the local dance scene. This wasn’t the first time I had danced with him and he was one of my favorites because of his quirky mix of adding swing dance moves into his Salsa dancing. We made an early connection through our enjoyment of dancing together and lots of laughter as I tried to follow his particular style. I’ve established my personal theory that good dance partners make good sex partners but something else I should add is that I’m not always looking to connect the two. My identity as a vixen does not always translate to wild nights off the dance floor with every good dance partner I meet. But when it does happen, it’s definitely worth the story. Mike was no exception here.