School dances ( especially slow dances )

In high school in the early/mid 1960s there were about 3-4 scheduled co-ed dances in the gym during the academic year, as well as the far more formal junior & senior proms, with dinner held in a nice restaurant. My girlfriend and I attended different Catholic grammar and high school, but the nuns and the ordained brothers were usually not that strict about closeness, unless it got too tight. The priest or a nun would approach the "involved couple" and say, "leave room for the Holy Spirit". That comment was enough to calm things down.

There were dances from the 8th grade thru high school, as well as parties, with music at friend's houses in their rec rooms located in the basement with the adults upstairs, so there was quite a bit of social interaction between both genders. My wife was different than a lot of her friends due to the strictness of her parents, as she did not interact with any boy until her sophomore year, when taken to her 1st school dance.

In my senior year (her junior) we were at a church (not school) dance one night and she was sitting on my lap and we casually kissed, the priest came up and threw us out of the hall. We were grateful to be reinstated the following Sunday night. At that weekly church dance., the last song of the evening was, "In the Still of the Night" with the lights turned down low. Some touchy/feely went on in that darken hall during those few minutes the song by The Five Satins played. Great ending for the evening.

Because I had a steady girlfriend during most of my upper class years I didn't dance with many other girls. Dancing with my love was always nice, but I usually didn't have the masculine physical reaction as mentioned by other posters, as I knew we would be going "parking" after the entertainment ended. My girlfriend and I were pretty intimate after our first couple of dates (non intercourse), so I knew how the night was going to end for us. A lot of my friends reported during school the next day that they went home with feelings of frustration.

I attended many dances in junior high school; there was usually a dance once a month. This was in the early 1980s and my friends and I always looked forward to attending. I have many fond and vivid memories. In 7th grade I was slow dancing with my GF - at that time if you specifically invited a girl to a dance she was your "GF" We were dancing a slow dance, her arms thrown over my shoulders and my arms wrapped her waist, body to body. She was wearing a dress and I felt the waistband of her panties through the fabric. That sent me through the roof; I got a raging hardon. I backed away slightly, fearing she would feel it, but not far enough that another person could see it. I know she must of felt it, but nothing was ever said. We went to many dances that year, but "broke up" at the end of the year. We are still friends, though.

In 8th and 9th I had the same girlfriend. She was from a very religious background and I was always more cautious about getting too close to her while slow dancing. However, as members of student council we helped organize the dance and were given tasks to do before, during, and after the dance. Great deal - we did not have to pay to enter, and we got to spend more time together. What contact we lacked on the dance floor, was made up with these tasks. For example, trips to the supply closet to get cups, napkins, more snacks, etc - walking down a long, dark hallway holding hands and arriving at the small closet that we could just squeeze into together. Lots of brushing up against one another while reaching for items on shelves, etc. That led to our first kiss, and she actually planted it on me. That went on for two years. I must have gotten many hardons, perhaps she noticed, perhaps not. I do remember seeing her erect nipples a couple of times. Again, nothing was ever said. I would never have mentioned it to friends, for fear of it leaking out and embarrassing her and I am sure she felt the same way.

I remember those dances as exciting and always attended them. Saying 'goodnight' to her ask we left was painful because we enjoyed each other's company so much. I suppose there was a lot of sexual tension, but I do not know if we would have thought of it that way at the time. Incidentally, I am still friends with this woman, too.

By high school there were so many other activities that the school did not have dances. I did not care at the time, but looking back I really think those jr high dances were a great way to socialize with girls and do a bit of exploration.

Slow dances in high school, we called them Grinders! Dry humping standing up!

The priest or a nun would approach the "involved couple" and say, "leave room for the Holy Spirit". That comment was enough to calm things down.

Groan. Yet more members of the clergy who don't know their theology.

The Holy Spirit is a spirit, hence insubstantial with no physical or earthly presence. It could not 'get between' two people by definition because it has no shape nor form.

But I bet those priests or nuns thought they were being witty ... ha ha

Question for the ladies that went: You ever sort of sway so your boobies rubbed on a boy while dancing? The trick was being subtle enough so he wasn't sure if you were doing it on purpose or not.

Those were some of the best memories! From my early teens, I remember great times spent enjoying slow dancing at events and house parties. The smell of perfume, and a warm body holding me tight. I haven’t had one of those magical moments in 40 years.

I went to every of my high school dances that I could back in the 60s. These were

chaperoned Catholic school dances requiring proper attire.

Still a virgin, I loved the slow dances and holding the girls close and pressing their boobs into me.

There was one thing that baffled me at the time. Some girls were soft to hold but some felt like they were wearing armor with all kinds of nobs and buckles.

Occasionally catching one straightning her stockings. All great memories.