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"Sit down," I tell him, grabbing a chair and putting it in the center of the circle.
He does as I say without so much as blinking. In the background, I barely notice Bruce leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette. He's playing it cool, but I wonder if he's thinking about the ways he's fucked me. I wonder if he's wishing he was the one I was about to give a sultry dance to.
But we aren't at Bitter Jupiter.
We aren't at Anne's place.
We aren't in Bruce's sexy Egyptian-style basement.
We're at a bachelor party, and I'm the dessert.
I stop looking at Bruce and start looking at bachelor boy. He's biting his lip, waiting in anticipation for what's about to happen. I place one hand on his left shoulder and gently graze my other up his thigh, over his throbbing dick, and up to his right shoulder. His cock is already hard, thrusting against his pants, anxious for a little relief.
Too bad for him I'm not a real stripper.
Or maybe it's just what he was hoping for. I don't know any of the "rules" of bachelor parties, so I'm going to have to make this up as I go along and just hope that he can keep up. Anne is dancing in the center of the room and it's just me and the bachelor in my sight.
"What's your name?" I whisper to him.
He looks surprised, but whispers into my ear, "It's Tony."
"Okay, Tony," I say, "This is my first time doing this."
I'm not sure why I tell him. Maybe it's because he looks just as nervous as I do. Maybe it's because I don't want him to feel like he can't stop this at any time. Maybe it's because part of me doesn't want him going into his marriage with any weird regrets. Maybe it's because I'm secretly still a shy girl who just wants to be loved.
Nah, I think it's because he looks nervous.
"What?" He says, surprised.
"Don't worry," I slide onto his lap and start grinding against his dick. "I'm still going to give you the show of your life. You just look a little nervous."
"Are you putting yourself through college or something?" He fights back a little giggle at his poor choice of joke.
I glance over at Bruce, whose eyes haven't left me once.
"Something like that."
Then my shirt comes off.
Chapter Seven
I grind down onto Tony's lap and lean forward, letting my tits dangle in his face. He reaches his tongue out and laps at them softly.
"Is touching allowed?" He asks, suddenly.
"When I say so," I tell him.
He reaches his hands up, then pauses, as if to ask permission. I nod to him and he starts racing his hands over me, tracing every inch of my body. The only thing I'm wearing now is my mini skirt and thong. The thing fabric is barely enough to contain how wet I'm getting.
I'm going to have to let Anne take over soon.
"I think I'm going to have to steal my friend away from you," Anne giggles, pulling me off Tony's lap with a soft, playful whine.
"Fuck her!" A voice yells.
"Yeah, fuck her!" Another joins in. The boys are getting excited now. This is what they really came for. Of course, they're all hoping that we're going to go home with them. Of course they are. Who wouldn't? I'm hot, Anne's hotter, and we're both single so there's nothing stopping us.
"Calm down, dirty boys," I pout with a tease. "The night is still young."
