Caught By Her Eyes

Let Yourself Have Fun

Ellie stood in the middle of a crowded, expansive living room. Lights were pulsing and bodies were grinding all around.

Michael gave her a knowing look. "Let yourself have fun, Elle." The familiar nickname made her want to at least try.

It was easy to have fun with Michael, even if she couldn't keep a beat to save her life. He never made her feel selfconscious about her two left feet. If she was more comfortable being a little goofy rather than sexy, he would always join right in. And if Michael was joining in, the crowd would soon follow. He just had that kind of personality, people were drawn to him. It was only a matter of time before a room of sweat and grind, turned to disco and the chicken dance. Ellie let her head fall back, laughing as Michael was already making the pecking motions.

He suddenly grabbed her by the hand, spun and dipped her unexpectedly. She laughed even harder. She quickly did the same to him, falling on top of him as his weight unbalanced her. Tears streaming down both of their faces, they were too drunk on their own antics to even attempt to stand back up.

When they finally made it to their feet, Ellie glanced towards the stairs in the back of the room. She didn't know how long they'd been dancing,but she was in desperate need of a break. And a bathroom.

"I'm gonna need a minute" she sighed, wiping her eyes. He nodded, kissing her forehead before turning back to lead what looked like some variation of the Electric Slide.

Ellie made her way up the dark stairs, dodging couples hiding in the shadows. She had been to this house a few times. Mark was a good friend, and some kind of distant relative, of Michael's. She knew the first few doors led to guest rooms and Mark's father's study. The bathroom was one of two doors at the end of the hall, she couldn't remember which. She silently wished that she wouldn't walk in on any of Michael's friends disappointing any of her own. She went for the door on the left, left for lucky. Ellie was always searching for signs like that.

What she found on the other side of the door was a bathroom and someone inside was indeed getting very lucky. Ellie never thought she'd see those green eyes again.

The girl with the beaitiful eyes smirked and winked at Ellie from her seat on the edge of the double vanity. Ellie blushed furiously,but she could not look away.

The smaller pixie girl between her legs glanced over her shoulder. She groaned, rolling her eyes.

"You better start throwing bills or get the hell out." She warned.

The green eyed girl just laughed and bucked her hips, begging her partner to continue.

Ellie stumbled dumbfoundedly back out into the hall. She could hear the soft moans even after the door was closed. She glanced nervously around herself. Part of her wanted to open the door just a tad to look again, just to be sure about what she saw. Or at least that's what she told herself.

Another part of her wondered what those green eyes would look like glancing up at her from between her own legs.

Ellie blushed furiously and rushed back down the stairs.