Dancing after dinner (2)

Jarred made Mrs. Ronin twirl and move to the beat of the music skillfully while observing her with a gentle smile on his face.

Every time Jarred pulled her in after a twirl, his right hand would land on a different spot: her waist, her upper back, her shoulder, her lower back... secretly feeling the curves of her body. Jarred likes what his right palm is telling him: Mrs. Ronin is a hot mama!

"Oh, Mr. Smith. You are quite a dancer.", Mrs. Ronin praised Jarred, unaware of his mischievous actions.

Jarred cleared his throat and gave her a seductive glance. "Please… call me Jarred, Donnie."

Mrs. Ronin smiled. "I will try."

"You are a very good dancer yourself.", Jarred complimented Mrs. Ronin.

"Honestly, I don't remember the last time I danced."

"Why would a woman like you stay away from fun?"

"It was my choice, Jarred.", she responded with a hint of stubbornness in her voice.