It was the annual masquerade ball at the upscale hotel in the heart of the city. Jillian walked in wearing a black and gold mask and a sparkly black dress. She scanned the room for her friends when she saw him across the room. He wore a red and gold mask, a black suit, and a red tie. They locked eyes, and she felt a sudden surge of excitement that she couldn't explain.
She made her way over to him, swaying her hips to the music. "Hello," she said coyly, feeling nervous and aroused at the same time. "My name is Jillian."
"Max," he replied, extending his hand. She felt a tingle of electricity flow through her body as their fingers touched. They danced together, their movements synchronized with the music. Max's hands felt strong and secure around her waist, pulling her close. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, making her heart race.
Suddenly, Max slipped his hand under her dress and squeezed her ass roughly. Jillian gasped in surprise and excitement. "What the fuck?" she exclaimed as her face flushed.
"I couldn't resist," Max chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "It's been a while since I've seen such a beautiful ass."