Chapter 9

We drove to a club that had recently opened. It was one of those multi-venue clubs. I like C&W but I was up for dancing to other music. I parked the car and led the ladies to the door. Lena was right; they passed us right on through.

Lena wanted to go to the Party Bar and so that is where we headed first. The music was loud and we strolled in, and yes... the looks were following us. Well, the looks were not directed at me but it was nice. I spotted a table and we sat down. The waitress took our order and Tamara grabbed my hand and dragged me to the dance floor.

She had some incredible moves and when she would gyrate, the skirt would work its way up and then she would just grin and pull it back down. I didn't know how much more teasing I could take. The song finished and we headed back to the table. I excused myself and went to the restroom. I was in for a shock when I got back.

There were at least five guys flocking around the table. Tamara was trying to politely shoo them away but they were swarming like buzzards. Lena was likewise trying to ignore them. I walked up and cleared my throat. Two of the guys looked up but the other three kept pestering my ladies. I didn't want to cause a scene and just about the time I was going to do something, the waitress showed up with a bouncer. He told the guys to leave and with a little coaxing and threatening looks, they left.

"That was close," I said. "I really didn't want anything to happen."

Tamara just looked at me and said, "Thanks for protecting us. You're so sweet."

"With the way you two ladies look tonight, I might need to wear guns like Billy the Kid," I said jokingly.

Lena looked up with her baby blues, "Thanks John, I appreciate what you did. Let's all three go dance."

I was again led to the dance floor like a lamb to slaughter. Tamara and her daughter did their best to ensure I had a constant erection. I was thoroughly enjoying this.

We continued to dance for a couple of songs and then went back to the table. We grabbed our drinks and headed to the C&W bar. We got similar looks in there but at least no one approached us.

We found a table and left Lena there alone while we went out to the dance floor to two-step. Tamara didn't seem to mind the obstruction that was pressing into her.

"John, I do believe you're carrying a weapon in your pants. You could have used it on those guys," she teased.

"Only if we were in gay bar would that have brought them to their knees," I shot back.

Tamara started laughing and it brought our little romantic dance to an end. We stumbled back to the table laughing. Lena was looking at us like we were crazy. Tamara said she would explain it to her later.

They started a slow song and Lena asked her mother if she could dance with me. Tamara nodded and Lena grabbed my hand. As we were slowly moving around the floor, she felt just like her mother.

"So... how did you two meet? Mom told me a bit but I'm curious about your story," she said.

"It's a long story that happened in a short amount of time. Let's just say that a little MGD and lot of looking at your mother's cute behind led to me almost making a fool of myself," I told her.

"Regardless," she said, "she is happier than I have ever seen her. Besides, I too, think you're sexy."

"Whoa little girl... if I saw you prancing around in the outfit you're wearing tonight, I'd have had serious desires to feel your thighs on my ears. However, you're the little girl of the woman I'm sleeping with. So please don't tempt me," I pleaded.