I'm There (Part 2)

It's almost 4am at the rave. The mix of 80's and Industrial beats reverberate through Nick's body, as does the ecstasy Violet gave him an hour ago. He dances like he hasn't done in ages. Nick hadn't felt this young, even when he was young. Violet never see him dance before, and she is surprised at how good he looks when he gets into a flow. His dance was like a rhythmic stomping about and flowing arms. Violet and Rachel were laughing about it from the sidelines as Nick gets lost in the dance.

"I'm just gonna say it Vi, I don't get it. He's so old, and yet, I've never seen you this happy before. Is Daddy Day Care really that rewarding? And his beard always been that white?" Violet didn't like where Rachel was going with this. "Is his dick all wrinkled and gray too?"

"That's enough, please? I'm going to go dance with that 30 year's my senior, handsome man, and you can sit here, alone, wishing his, long lasting dick was banging you, like it will be for me, tonight." The look on Rachel's face was kinda shock, and kind of amused, and mixed with a little mad, all at once. As she walks away Violet looks back at Rachel and sticks her tongue out. "Watch it Lil'Bitch, you know I like that tongue."

When she gets to Nick, Violet plays with him as they dance together, she mimics his moves, stomping about and letting her arms flow. After a time she began to dance closer to Nick, and rubs her body against his.

Nick gets hard right there on the dance floor, grinding up against Violet, and wrapping his arms around her. They sway, while he holds her. Her arms caress his head and neck as she reaches up and back. She feels how sweaty he has gotten and she drags him to the bar to get a few bottles of water.

***

"I have to go to the bathroom, keep an eye on him. Make sure he drinks one of those bottles." She yells over the music.

Ratchet Rachel starts talking to Nick. "Hi, I'm Rachel, Violet's friend." She says loudly enough to be heard. "Nice to meet you, I'm Nick." He says like he owns the place, and offers his hand to shake, which she does.

Rachel leans in to be serious. "If you hurt her, I'll kill you." Nick smiles., and leans in too, "If I ever hurt her, I'll let you." Rachel's eyes go wide. "That's a good answer," She says, "but I'm watching you." and gives two fingers pointing at eyes motion.

He had hydrated and caught his breath by now. "I'm watching you too, nice shoe laces!" The black laces showed off the Imperial Seal from Star Wars. "OK, so you like Star Wars, guess you can't be all bad." Rachel suggests.

"Oh no! I'm terrible," he smiles, and sticks out his tongue.

"Damn. I really want to hate you..." Rachel says. "... but you're perfect for each other."

Nick is proud of himself. He did it. He is charming for Violet's friends, and he lasts through the evening, without passing out. It got even better when Violet returns from the bathroom with a yawn. At this rate, they could be home before dawn.

So perfectly on queue, "Who's down for the after party?" Asks Rachel. Nick's heart sank, thinking he would need to stay out longer. Thankfully, Violet chimes in, "Rach, I miss my dog, who probably needs to be walked by now."

"You're letting the old man out party your cute little 18 year old ass? No Way! I never thought I would live to see the day!"

Nick laughs, he likes Rachel too, she's weird and funny, but also a bad bitch that will ride or die with her friends. Nick appreciates the loyalty. "I promise to get her home safe." As he pulls out his phone to order an Uber.

***

An hour later, they were outside of home walking Pandora, watching the sun come up.

"It's so quiet." Violet broke the silence they were enjoying. "Yeah." Says Nick. The dog sniffing around was all that could be heard, besides a few birds chirping. As they reach out to each other and hold hands, the dog chain is between them. With their other hands, Nick hits his Vape, and Violet smokes her cigarette.

***

Inside, Nick pours himself a double of Scotch and turns on Prime. Violet heads to the other room. Nick finds a movie for them to watch. Violet opens some windows and returns with a joint they then share. Near the end, they begin kissing and sharing the smoke.

Moments later they were pawing at each other, and taking off each other's clothing. They move and flow with each other. They were in perfect rhythm no matter who was on top at the moment. They worship each other for hours until they both had loud, raging orgasms, and collapse into a pile of sleepy flesh; a sticky, wet, mess of love, and passion.