Dry-humped a man fully clothed at a bar until he came in his pants. Went out with my girl friends to a Pub. There was a guy at the counter... American, salt and pepper, rolled sleeves. He was just… nice. Not pushy, not sleazy. Easy laugh, asked actual questions, kept buying our table rounds without making a thing of it. Sweet in that unhurried way. That's what got me. He was sweet. We ended up on the dance floor at some point. Loud song, not much space, so we were close out of necessity at first. Then he put a hand on my hip and I turned around and backed into him, and oh. He was already hard. Through his pánts, right against my aşș. So I stayed there. Grinding on him in the middle of a dance floor like it was normal dancing. He didn't grab, didn't try anything, just let me. Rocking into me a little.