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“BOOM!” she said.
Great. My expression must have said it all.
“You know what you need?” Cara clapped her hands to break the tension. “You need a distraction. Something else to focus on. Something fun.” I waited for her to continue. “Burlesque night, three weeks or so. We dance, on stage, you and me.”
I laughed aloud. “You are shitting me? I can hardly use a bloody pole.”
“Fuck the pole!” she said. “You don’t need it. You can move, Gemma, properly move. You’ll look awesome up there. I’m down for a slot anyway, please say you’ll do it!” She gave me puppy dog eyes and they were so much more convincing than Chelsea’s. “We’ve got time, we can practice!”
“I dunno...”
She got to her feet and dragged me with her. “We’ll try it out, ok? See what we come up with? If you don’t like it, we’ll stop and forget I ever suggested it. Deal?”
It was a rhetorical question. She turned the CD player on and I dragged my aching pussy back to the pole.
***
Jason
“Fancy seeing you round these parts.” Vince Carlisle checked out my Range Rover, whistling at the bespoke spoiler. “She’s a fucking beauty.”
I looked beyond Vince to the building at his back. A couple of lads milled about under the bonnet of an old Mercedes. Out of earshot. Probably. “She is a beauty, Vince, but I’m here about a different beauty altogether.”
“So I heard. Rich Cowley called in last week, said she’s quite a juicy bird. Was wondering when you’d show up.” He clapped his hands. “That’s it for the day, lads, clear off early.”
We waited as they left, and I eyed up Vince as he peered into the tinted windows of my motor. He was as big as I remembered. A bearded wall of muscle, with Celtic tats twisting all the way up his arms. His hair was shaved at the sides, leaving just a stripe on top. That was new. He opened the driver’s door to check out the interior. Red leather. Top of the range.
“Nice, isn’t she?” I said.
“Wouldn’t expect any less from our star defender. Still got the Audi?”
“The R8, yeah.”
“What about the Aston?”
“April was driving it until she pranged it. It stays holed up now. Got her a shitty little Porsche.”
“Best way.” We watched the last of the mechanics’ cars pull away. “This girl, she’s chubby, I hear. Nice juicy fucking cunt on her, I’ll bet. Ever seen a fat bird’s pussy all pumped up, Jase? Sweet as fucking pie. Maybe we could pump her up before we pile on. How many of us?”
My cock twitched, and so did my fists, unsure whether to jack one off or slam him in the face. “You, Steve, Sam, maybe Rich.”
“Rich is back with the missus, or trying. Four of us will bang her fucking good, though. Gape the bitch wide fucking open.”
“She’ll be blindfolded, tied up ready. I’m going to sit this one out at first.”
“Always were a watcher, weren’t you?” He laughed. “No wonder that prissy little blonde couldn’t keep up with your fucking filth. Gobfull of cum would sour her fucking face, that one.”
He wasn’t wrong.
He smirked. “This redhead up for taking two dicks in her snatch is she?”
“She’ll take it.”
“And her juicy fucking asshole?”
“That is the plan.” My balls ached, hot, even though my stomach was fucking churning. “She’s a good girl, Vince. Beautifully fucking horny.”
“Gonna slap that chubby gash, fuck her up real fucking good, don’t you worry about that.” He pulled at his beard like a dirty fucking pirate. Ironic. “I love the fat birds, mate. So fucking horny, so fucking grateful. Real goers. Gorgeous fucking titties on them. Bet she’ll be moaning like a filthy tramp, take it all, dirty cunt.”
