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I stand at the bar and I feel like I?m part of a bad dream. I can?t get Kenny?s sex scene out of my mind; it is running through my thoughts in a continuous loop. The young blond thrashing her head side to side, thrusting her tight little ass against Kenny?s hard cock. I must admit it was definitely exciting to watch as he rode her hard doggie style slapping her ass and pulling her hair. My body is still feeling the effects. I can only describe the feeling as nervous excitement throughout my body; I am tingling, my nipples are hard and my pussy is wet, all the tell-tale signs that I am craving some satisfaction.* I am confused with myself for not telling Rick what I witnessed. I guess I just didn?t want to upset him anymore tonight. He doesn?t need to hear what a bastard Kenny is, he already knows that. Or maybe I didn?t want Rick to notice that it really got me going or perhaps it?s some darker reason. To ease my mind, I decide that I need to dance; in a hurry to find Rick, I turn quickly and bump right into Kenny. ?Oh, Hello Kenny, I did expect to see you.? Kenny says, ?Well it is my party. I do have to make an appearance.? With a cocky grin he leans in close and kisses me on the cheek, ?Happy New Year Charlotte. May I tell you that you look stunning tonight? I love the red dress. Gorgeous!? Slightly embarrassed and feeling uncomfortable I say meekly, ?Thank you.? Kenny continues, ?I spent the last ten minutes talking with Rick. He seems to be in a very good mood. He?s very social tonight. Summer convinced him to join her on the dance floor. So I am guessing that you didn?t mention anything about the events from earlier.? Trying to keep my anger in check, I say, ?You mean when you were fucking the valet girl doggie style in the restroom? No, I decided not to share that with Rick. He doesn?t need to know.? Kenny put his pointer finger up to his face making the shhhh sign. Then he says, ?So I can trust that it is our little secret?? Before I could answer, Dave Irish joins us and saves me. Dave interrupts and says, ?Hi Kenny, great party. Hello Charlotte, is now a good time for the dance you?ve been promising me?? I say, ?Yes Dave, it?s an excellent time I love this song. Let?s go.? I grab Dave by the hand and walk towards the middle of the dance floor. I look back at Kenny; he is watching us and gives me the same finger signal from earlier. I smile back at him brightly and give him a finger signal too, but it wasn?t my pointer finger. On the dance floor I feel great. I know how to dance and love to shake everything I have. Trust me, I don?t hold back. Dave is not a good dancer. He is struggling to keep a beat. I notice a younger man next to me trying to work his way closer to me, his eyes watching my legs as my dress rises higher as I dance. The young man holds my gaze as I dance lower and my dress rises even higher. He smiles enjoying the view of my panty clad pussy. I love to tease and I am so horny. I decide that I am going to give Dave a little thrill. I start by holding his hands and helping him move. We dance together moving our bodies back and forth and side to side. My tits hit into his chest and our Anadolu Yakası Escort lower bodies bump together too. Dave is clearly having fun. The song changes and the beat is more of a bump and grind, I just go with the flow and Dave continues to follow me. I move in close, our lower bodies are touching and grinding. Dave is enjoying the movement and his great view of my titties. I know he is excited but I don?t really feel the swell of his cock. I think, ?Am I losing my touch?? Concerned with my inability to excite Dave, I decide to use my best weapon; my ass. I turn my back to him and start to gyrate against him. I move his hands to my hips. I am working my ass into his cock. I still am not getting the affect I am looking for so I reach back to the front of his pants. Dave leans forward and I can hear Dave moan. He whispers in my ear, ?Please, don?t stop.? My hand finds something in his pants; it feels like a roll of pennies in his pocket. Apparently, Dave has been hard the whole time we were dancing I just couldn?t feel it. I continue to stroke him with my ass cheeks. Then I hear him again, ?Oh no, oh no?? those are Dave?s last words as he ran of the dance floor. I smirk and think, ?Another satisfied customer.? I start to walk in the direction of the young man I teased earlier. But quickly get cut off by Kenny. He starts dancing with me and I go through the motions; just trying to appease our host. A slow song starts playing and Kenny pulls me closer. I resist the best I can and try to ample space between our bodies. I think, ?The nuns from my high school would be so proud of me for keeping a big gap between our bodies.? Although my dance partner Kenny is doing everything he can to close the gap. Kenny leans in close to my ear and says, ?I need to talk to you privately to discuss a business proposition.? While his right arm grasps me a little tighter. I reply, ?Do tell.? Kenny says, ?Not here. We can go somewhere quiet after our dance.? I reply, ?Okay.? Kenny starts to grind against me and I do not have to guess if he is getting turned on. I can feel this one for sure. His face is close to my ear and I feel his warm breathe down my neck. His right hand is moving lower on my back forcing me to rub my pussy against his growing cock. Kenny whispers close to my ear, ?I really like your shoes.? ?What?? I reply. Kenny says, ?While I was fucking that valet girl, I couldn?t help but notice your black patent leather pumps with the red soles. They?re fucking hot! They?re a famous designer right? They cost around five hundred bucks?? Confused to the questioning and annoyed in general, I answer, ?Christian Louboutin is the designer. The cost is closer to nine hundred dollars." Kenny says, ?Holy shit! You paid nine hundred dollars for one pair of shoes? How many pairs do you own?? I respond, ?I have these and a pair of black knee high boots.? It?s clear to me that all this shoe talk is getting Kenny even more excited. Kenny smiles and says, ?Very nice. I love them. Do you own any red pumps like those?? I reply, ?I don?t have a pair of red Louboutin yet. But I hope to very Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan soon.? Kenny pulled back to look me in the eyes, with a mischievous grin on his face, he says, ?I will buy them for you if you do me a favor.? Feigning anger, I look him in the eye and say, ?I am not fucking you for a pair of new shoes.? Kenny responds, ?Charlotte, I would never expect that from you. I know you?re a lady. It?s much easier than that. All I want you to do is go to the ladies room, remove your bra and meet me in the billiards room for a game of pool. It?s a very simple request. I?ll be waiting there? I am slightly insulted but also intrigued; I turn and walk to the bar. On my way I see Rick dancing a slow song with Summer; her big fake tits pressed tightly against him. I just shake my head. My bartender friend sees me approaching and has a shot of Don Julio waiting for me. I smiled brightly, lifting my glass and saying, ?Gracias.? The shot gave me a warm feel all over and extra confidence to shoot pool. Before the bartender knew what happen, I hand him my bra and tell him to keep it as a tip. He smiles and I let out a laugh as I walk away. The billiard room is on the second level, as I walk the stairs everyone below gets a good look up my short dress, at least I am wearing nylons. I hear the sound of balls slamming together and follow it to a door down the hall. I pause to decide if this is a good idea. The alcohol in my blood stream gives me confidence; I think, ?Here goes nothing.? With butterflies dancing in my stomach I slowly turn the knob and enter the room. The billiard room is more than that, it?s a man cave. My eyes quickly scan the room, the walls are covered in sports memorabilia, signed, framed professional jerseys and flat screens hang on the walls, photos from major sporting events like the Kentucky Derby and the Super bowl. And more photos of Kenny posing with athletes or politicians all signed and displayed in various places in the room. The regulation pool table sits in the middle of the room surrounded by leather sofas and chairs that make the room feel rich and sophisticated. It smells good too. I love the feel and smell of expensive leather. Kenny hears the door close and looks in my direction but says nothing as his eyes try to drink all of me in. I walk with confidence heels clicking on the floor ass swaying under my tight dress, braless tits with erect nipples on display as I strut to the table across from where Kenny is standing. I lean forward placing my hands on the table causing my tits to bunch together and stick out more prominently. Finally Kenny speaks, ?Wow. Fucking wow! I wasn?t sure you?d show up. It looks like I owe you a pair of shoes. ? I smile and say, ?Actually, a pair of Louboutin shoes.? Kenny says, ?That?s right. You should probably write that down for me.? I reply, ?I?ll make it even easier for you. Go into the city to the Neiman Marcus located downtown, find the women?s shoe department and ask for Emily, tell her the shoes are for Ms. Charlotte.? Kenny replies, ?That?s simple. I will get there this week. I always Escort Anadolu Yakası keep my word to a beautiful woman.? I smile, ?We?ll see.? Kenny smiles back and says, ?Trust me.? Then he walks to the table and grabs a remote control. He hits a few buttons and the room goes dark except for the pool table and the floor surrounding it. Kenny turns back and facing me and says, ?I?d like to play a game of pool and talk to you about a business proposition.? I reply, ?I am not much of a pool player but I am quite interested in your business scheme.? Eyebrows raised, Kenny says, ?It?s not a scheme it?s a deal; a win-win deal from my perspective. Please grab a stick while I rack the balls.? I walk heel to toe over to select a pool cue. I can feel Kenny?s eyes watching my ass sway as my dress inches higher up my legs. I smile to myself and think, ?Those four years in college that I tended bar at my best friend?s pool hall might really come in handy tonight.? I turn with cue in hand and ask, ?Is this a good one?? Kenny sighs, ?They?re all good. Come over to the table, I?ll let you break.? I walk back and stand at the opposite side from Kenny. I take the cue and lean over the table my tits are practically falling out of my dress. Kenny is staring at them from the other side of the table just drooling. Kenny says, ?Nice form! It looks like you know what you?re doing. Make sure you stroke the stick at least three times before you hit the cue ball.? Intentionally, I hit the cue ball off the table and it rolls under a chair, saying ?Oppps, sorry about that.? Kenny scrambles over and retrieves the ball and walks back over to where I am standing. He says, ?Here you go. Just try again. I?ll help you. First you should probably chalk up.? He wraps his left arm around me while grabbing the stick he has the chalk is in his right hand as he covers the tip. I am wrapped in his arms as he presses himself against my thigh. He finishes chalking and releases the stick to me, I take it, purse my red lips together and blow the excess chalk of the tip. Kenny releases a deep sigh. I bent forward to position myself to break. I could feel my dress move higher up with Kenny standing directly behind me I knew Kenny had a great view of my long legs. I looked back at him asking, ?Does this look right?? Kenny coughs and says, ?It looks great but you need to bend this leg a little more.? He moves forward to help me, grabs my right thigh and moves it back slightly while he nestles his pool cue against my ass cheeks. He says, ?That looks better now,?as he pushes his stick tighter against my ass. I just let him leave it, why not; it feels good to have something between my legs. I hit the cue ball and it slams into the rack. I stand up straight and walk to the other side of the table. It?s clear to me that Kenny is enjoying the game so far, it?s too difficult for him to hide his excitement. He is not trying to conceal the tent in his pants. I say, ?I didn?t get anything in. I believe it?s your turn. Please tell me about the business opportunity?? Kenny approaches the table, looks at me and says, ?Here?s the situation, I have a really big client that needs a project up and running in six months. Typically this type of project would take 9-12 mouths but they can?t wait that long and they are willing to pay extra if we can meet their deadline. I have three different project managers that have the skills to get this done and Rick is one of them.? I interject and say, ?That?s great.