Desert,
desert said:
So Custer is going to a Christmas party tonight, eh? Well, I'm anxious to hear a report as well.
It was convened by my organization (not my wife's), and was held at a local hotel. There were about 25 folks altogether — mostly couples, some singles. It turned out to be too expensive to hire a live band, so the organizers hired a disc jockey to play recorded music. (I made a mistake in not bringing any of my own CDs. There were a few good selections, but for the most part the music was not great.)
My wife and I danced a fair amount. It was enjoyable for her, despite not knowing many people there, because we sat at a table with friends we've known for a long time — one of them a woman who worked for me for about 2.5 years in the late '90's. She got married back then, then moved on to other work (i.e., that did not involve working for me), but we've been friends ever since.
At one point, I could see she wanted to dance but her husband was not responding — so I asked him if he would mind if I asked his gorgeous wife to dance. He said of course, go ahead, so I did — and she accepted. She's an excellent dancer, it turned out. In her high-heeled FMB's she was taller than me; I found that a turn-on. I've always considered her a very attractive, seductive and sensuous woman — and dancing with her (which I had never done before) was, in fact, a rather sensuous experience.
Unfortunately, her husband did not ask my wife to dance. Apparently he's among the guys who just aren't into dancing. Some guys seem to be like that; it's hard to get them to do it. (His wife did, however, coerce him onto the dance floor.)
On the whole, it was an enjoyable evening.
—Custer