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I love any excuse to get dressed up. I love wearing evening gowns that glitter and shimmer, jewelry high heels, my hair piled up on top of my head all of it. I went to a charity ball thrown by a local civic organization for just that reason. My beaded and sequined gown clung to my breasts and went to the floor with a long slit up one side for my stockinged leg to peek through. The dress had a halter neckline and was backless down to just above my ass. I felt wonderful.
Upon arriving I saw that there was to be a ballroom dance exhibition. I took a glass of champagne from one of the passing waiters as the dancing began. I watched them tango and waltz and cha cha just like on TV. Then much to my surprise, I saw a familiar face. My neighbor led an elegant lady out on to the floor. He led her through the sensual moves of the Rumba. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I felt so much jealousy for his partner. I couldn’t believe how graceful and masculine he looked.