"... Dirty Dancing!" Said Shannon excitedly. "With your sexy body and moves you're sure to win!" Andrea and Tammy both quickly agreed, telling 'Michelle' that she should, "Go for it!"
Michelle tried to resist and excuse herself. That's when Heather, who had wandered off briefly, approached with Steve in tow.
"Hey Shelly, you and Steve should enter the contest." Heather said. "You've both got great moves and are sure to win. And I know you like him. I saw the hug you gave him when you entered." She said as she winked at Michelle.
Michelle and Steve stood staring at each other awkwardly. "Besides," continued Heather, "I already entered you two in the competition and you can't embarrass our host by standing him up on the dance floor."
"Well, I guess we have no choice." Steve stated. He moved closer and whispered in Michelle's ear, "I had no idea you could dance like that, Eric! We can totally win this thing! There's a $200.00 prize for the winners."
Michelle reluctantly agreed as the DJ made the announcement that the Dirty Dancing competition was about to start. Michelle and Steve made their way to the middle of the dance floor with several other couples and the music began to play. Steve said, "Just follow my lead." He then grabbed her in a tight embrace which crushed her breasts against his muscular chest. Steve once again thought that her breast felt so warm and real. Michelle became a little light headed by the tight embrace and the excitement of new experiences.
As the music started, Steve expertly guided Michele around the dance floor as she wiggled her tight, sexy body to the rhythm. Their moves had them rubbing against each other provocatively and soon they were both feeling turned on by all the bumping and rubbing. When the DJ declared them the winners, they were both panting from the exertion of their dancing and from their mutual arousal.
After accepting their prize for winning, Michelle quickly made an excuse and ran out of the gym. Steve followed so that he could talk to his friend and calm him/her down.
"Eric, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong?! I think you know what's wrong!" cried Eric/Michelle. "You tricked me onto that dance floor and then you practically molested me!"
"Whoa! Wait a minute! I did no such thing! Nobody forced you to dance! And it was 'Dirty Dancing' so we had to rub and bump and grind like that. And hey, we won, so we must've been pretty good!"
"Yeah, well, you do have some pretty good dance moves!" Michelle said. "Where'd you learn to dance like that?"
"I've been taking dance lessons since I was a little boy and last year I was in the community theater performance of 'Dirty Dancing' so that helped. Plus, my athletic abilities from playing soccer give me a lot of stamina."
For some reason Michelle was feeling aroused again listening to Steve talk. She shivered because of these feelings and the chilly night air. Steve saw her shiver and offered her his coat. As he wrapped the coat around her shoulders, she couldn't help but make eye contact. She then affected as sweet a southern drawl as she could muster and said, "Why thank yah, kind suh. Ya'll are such a gentleman. Whatevah can Ah do to repay ya'll?"
Steve blushed as he thought...
