Denny: I would never pick up a chick at the bar I manage security at, but it’s my night off and I have no where else to go. So when a woman I’ve never seen before throws me eyes from across the dance floor, I have to at least buy her a drink. Could I really meet my angel in this place?

Vivi: This is my first child free weekend in over four years—my first chance to cut loose, drink, and dance my cares away—and although my friend is hell-bent on finding me a man, I refuse to believe the...
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Denny: I would never pick up a chick at the bar I manage security at, but it’s my night off and I have no where else to go. So when a woman I’ve never seen before throws me eyes from across the dance floor, I have to at least buy her a drink. Could I really meet my angel in this place?

Vivi: This is my first child free weekend in over four years—my first chance to cut loose, drink, and dance my cares away—and although my friend is hell-bent on finding me a man, I refuse to believe the hot and broody bear of a man across the room could be interested in my mom bod.

Dear Allie relays the stories her readers can’t tell their friends. To help you live out your fantasies, here is one of their sexy stories, because these things happen, and they could happen to you!
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