A Friendly Wager Chapter Eight

By dc2469

This is a work of fiction intended for adults only.



The cab pulled up in front of the hotel, and Angie and I got out. Taking her elbow, I 
walked us into the hotel, and over to the elevators, where we joined the group of people 
that were already waiting.

As I glanced around I noticed the man and wife I had run into once before. His wife 
flicked her eyes at Angie, and then back at me, with a smile on her face. I gave her a 
small nod, and her grin turned to a huge smile as she gave me a thumbs-up. I almost 
laughed, but that would have probably resulted in my death, seeing as how Angie had no 
idea of our little exchange, or the reason for it.

After waiting for the car to unload, our little group piled on. Angie and I got off at our 
floor, and went to the room. She was very quiet, as she pulled out her keycard, opened 
the door, and went in.

When I got in, after locking the door, she was standing there waiting with her arms 
crossed, and looking very impatient. "Okay, we're here now. Will you please tell me 
what's going on?"

"The guy I talked to was the security for a private club. It's not the first time Jon was 
there, the guy new him by name. The guard told me Jon had been going there off and on 
for a while, but that in the last couple of weeks, he had been there quite a bit. It's a B&D 
club, and the guard said that Jon had met up with a dominant woman there, and that it got 
pretty ruff at times. That's all he was willing to tell me," I said.

Angie was standing there with a stunned look on her face. "He's been going to this. 
place, to see a woman that beats him? My God, I can't believe this. How long has it been 
going on? What's her name?"

"You're getting me confused with Jon again. You see I'm the one fucking you. You will 
have to ask Jon, who is fucking him," I said a little sarcastically.

"What are you getting so pissed about, he's not doing this to you, he's doing it to me," 
she said with tears starting to fall down her cheeks.

"And just what is it he's done to you? Did you want to be the one beating him? I'm sure 
if you tell him that's what you want, he'll be on his knees in front of you in a heartbeat. Is 
that what you want," I asked, looking into her pale blue eyes.

"You know it's not," she cried.

"Then what?" I said.

"There is no way I could do that. I mean sure I was always the one making the decisions, 
but I never dominated him like that. It's just not in me, especially now. Jesus, I haven't 
even been making decisions for ME," she said, rubbing a hand over her new belly ring. "I 
don't know what to do now."

"Well, you've got the weekend to think about it," I said, kicking off my shoes, and going 
over to the bed.

"God, that's probably why he hasn't even taken his shirt off in front of me for the last 
couple of weeks. I thought it was because of you and I. Jesus, that's why he jumped so 
hard when I pushed him away with my foot. How could he do that to himself? How could 
he go there, and have some woman beat him?" she said looking at me.

"So what is it you want me to say? I have no idea what makes some people tick, least of 
all someone like Jon. It's obviously something he wants, because he keeps going back for 
more. But if you really want to know, you have to ask him. I can't really say I'm 
surprised though," I said.

"What's that supposed to mean," she said angrily.

"It means, I was more surprised when you told me you thought he was having an affair. I 
mean, first he sends you out to find someone else, and then he goes out looking for what, 
something younger? Then I thought maybe he was going out to find., hell I don't know, 
I guess maybe I thought he was out looking for a guy. It's not like we haven't heard that 
one before. I don't know, I guess as long as it's what he wants that's all that matters," I 
said, and rubbed my back. "I can't say I could go in for that though. The last time 
someone hit me with a belt I was eight, and I knew for a fact that, that was one thing I 
could gladly do without."

"How can you sound so casual about this? What do you mean, as long as it's what he 
wants? We are married you know?" she said angrily.

"Look at your left hand and tell me what you see," I said, getting a little angry now my 
self.

Stretching her hand out, back up looking at the plain band and the large diamond, she 
said, "I don't see anything but my wedding rings."

"Now, who's bed were you in last night?" I said.

"You know damn well that I was in your bed last night," she said, those pale eyes 
flashing with fire.

"Well those rings didn't come from me. That means you're not married to me, but you 
were in my bed. You don't think maybe you're being a bit one-sided here, do you? I 
mean I assumed you were here because you enjoyed what we do together. You don't 
think Jon has a right to go find something that you weren't able to give him, while you 
do?" I held up my hand when she made to interrupt me. "You're going to try and tell me 
he was the one that started it. Look, if you had not wanted me to practically fuck you in 
that bar, that first night, do you think you would be here now? You were looking for 
something, you may not have known at the time, but you were. Well, Jon knew what he 
wanted and he found a way to get it. If you're feeling cheated I guess I read a little more 
into things then I should have."  

"I don't feel cheated. I just can't understand how he could do something like that? I 
thought I knew him. I guess I'm just having a hard time believing I didn't know him as 
well as I thought I did. I never, in my wildest dreams would have thought he was doing 
those things," she said, turning her eyes to the floor.

"What's the old saying 'There's no accounting for some peoples tastes,' well if it's what 
he's looking for then that's what matters. I can't say I'm sorry. You're kind of a pain in 
the ass, and you don't have any tits, but I've kind of gotten used to having you around." 

I was just barely quick enough to block the high-heel that came shooting at my chest 
from her right foot. The one from her left foot went high and left, but she followed it with 
a vicious body blow, as she ran up and jumped on chest. "Watch it buddy, my boyfriend 
says he likes my little tits," she said, pinning my arms down, and getting her knees on 
them. She was trying, but I could see it in her eyes, she was not really as sure as she had 
been of things.

I looked up into those pale eyes again. "That's not all your boyfriend likes."

Angie's eyes got soft and she shuffled back and lay down on my chest, and nuzzled her 
face into my neck. "It wasn't that I felt cheated, as much as I felt guilty," she whispered. 

"Why are you feeling guilty now?" I asked. 

"Well, right from the start this just felt so right, and I guess that's why I have been 
fighting it. I had always thought I was getting everything I needed out of my life. Then 
you come along, and everything changes. In one week, you show me a side of myself 
even I didn't know was there. I felt like I shouldn't be letting you do this to me after all, 
I'm married. Don't I have to show some kind of loyalty, or sorrow, or remorse, 
something, over what's happening?'

"Then you get your hands on me, and all that goes right out the window. The things that 
you do to me, and the way you make me feel seem to overshadow everything. How do 
you do that? I mean I really had never looked outside my marriage before. Sure I looked 
at the occasional nice butt, or checked out guys with Kathy, but I have never once even 
let anyone get past the intro. Then here you come with some corny bet, and I just let you 
use me however you want. Hell, I start giving you things you don't even ask for. How am 
I supposed to explain it?" she said, sounding a little distraught. 

I took a hold of her hair, and gently lifted her head, until she put her forearms on my 
chest to hold her self up. "Why do you feel like you have to explain anything? While 
we're at it, just who is it you think you have to explain it to? What we do together is for 
us to share with each other. When I want some one to know what a little slut you are, I'll 
show them. If some one asks, just tell them it's none of their business, I don't care who it 
is. If you don't want to tell anyone, and that includes Jon, then don't." 

"I can't just not say anything, the people that ask already know there is something going 
on," she said. "I can't just pretend it's not, and I don't think I want to."

"Then don't. I told you already, I don't care, but I don't live here either. I'll be leaving, 
and won't have to face any of these people again." Angie face showed a quick look of 
fear, but she covered it quickly by dropping her head down, and hiding behind a curtain 
of shiny dark hair. "You live, and work here. I'll be honest, I would like to go out and do 
things, but I've held back because I didn't want you to have to face people who might 
know you. I don't think I can spend a whole lot of time with you, and keep my hands off 
you. Especially when you look like you do now," I slid my hand down under the hem of 
her skirt, "and me knowing there is nothing to stop me from getting what I want."

Angie lifted her head, and gave it a little shake to part her hair. "I want to go out too, but I 
don't know if I'm ready," she said, and dropped her head blushing. "It's not that I might 
run into someone. Sometimes when you look at me, I feel like I'm going to melt. I can 
almost feel how much you want me, just from the way you look at me. It kind of scares 
me sometimes, but most of the time, I just want you to take me. I love being your little 
slut, but I would rather it not be announced to the entire world."

"I can't believe you," I said with a chuckle. "You don't think you announce it every time 
you go out? Have you looked at yourself lately? And now you get to show off that new 
little ring in your belly. I can't wait to take you out." 

Angie jerked her head up, and looked at me with bright eyes. "I know, we could call 
Kathy, she said she was going out tonight," she said and chuckled. "She told me that she 
hated me. She says that she's out looking for someone week after week, and I go out and 
find someone without even trying. She said she's going to double her efforts."

"Well from the little that I've talked to her, she seems alright to me. If you think you can 
handle being out in public, because I'm telling you now there will be no funny business. 
If you throw one of your little tantrums, I won't hesitate to correct the problem. And I 
won't be stopped from enjoying you, either. If you think you can handle it, go ahead and 
call her," I said looking her in the eye.

"What do you mean by enjoying me? You wouldn't get too crazy would you? I mean in 
the last week I have done things that for me were unthinkable in the past, but now they 
seem almost natural. What is it you have in mind?" she asked. 

"I don't have anything in mind. All I'm say is, if I want to take you in my arms, and kiss 
you, or do whatever, I don't want you getting all crazy on me. And don't look at me like 
you don't know what I'm talking about," I said as I saw her start to say something. "All 
I'm saying is, you will be available to me at all times, so don't be surprised if at some 
point I can't help myself," I said as I took a good handful of her ass and squeezed.

Angie gave a small gasp, "I think I can handle it. Please promise me you won't let me go 
too far."

I promise," I said, because I had yet to find out what too far was for her. "I won't let you 
go any further then arms length."

"You know what I mean," she said giving me a shake. "Please don't take me so far that I 
can't stop. I don't want to make a total fool of myself in front of Kathy."

"Okay, but you'll pay later," I said as I continued to caress her bare, smooth ass.

"You know I love paying you," she said dropping down, and giving me a quick kiss. 

Angie pushed herself up, and went over to the phone, pulling her skirt back down as she 
went. She picked up the phone and dialed the number from memory. After what must 
have been two rings she got an answer.

"Hey Kat. What are you up to? .You didn't get an answer because I wasn't there. . 
You know damn well where I was," Angie said blushing and turning away from me. 
"And you know the answer to that question too . Okay, okay, enough already listen, the 
reason I called was that you said you were going out tonight . Where is he taking you 
. Do you think he could handle it if we tagged along . Yes Daniel and I . Okay, 
we'll meet you there at nine . Okay see you then . Ha ha very funny, you know I can 
find plenty of places to hide your body where nobody will ever find it . Okay see you 
then."

"They are going to a club downtown. Kathy said that they could meet us there by nine, 
because they are going out to eat," Angie said.

"I take it Kathy was trying to get all the gory details," I said, and she nodded. "Just what 
did she say to piss you off?"

"She said maybe she should go out without any panties, since it had done so much for 
me," she said.

"Maybe she should. So, we should probably go and get us something to eat too. Do you 
want to eat here or closer to where we're going?" I asked.

"Let's go there. They have some great restaurants. The building that the club is in is kind 
of like a mall. There are three or four restaurants, a theater, and all kinds of shops," she 
said. "It's huge, five or six stories."

"Okay, let's go," I said going over to the closet. 

I stripped out of my jeans, shirt. I got out a pair of slacks and a shirt. After grabbing some 
clean socks, I was done and looking to see what was taking Angie so long.

"Oh get away from me. You guys have it so easy. All you have to do is change and go," 
she said, as she stood in front of the big, lighted mirror topless, putting on her make up.

"I don't know what you're talking about, what you're wearing looks great to me, let's 
go" I said stepping behind her, and wrapping my arms around her, and started playing 
with her new ring.

"Nice try, but we'd be arrested if I went out like this," she said, having to stop what she 
had been doing.

I reached up and pinched her already hard nipple. "Where are you getting this WE shit 
from, no cop in his, or hers for that matter, right mind would even look at me with you 
standing there like this."

"Ya, well if you want to go, you are going to have to let me finish," Angie said, looking 
at me in the mirror.

I slid my hand past her new belly ring and right under the waistband of her skirt. I 
reached down, and cupped her bare pussy in my hand. "We could stay here instead," I 
said, as I started rubbing her clit.

"Mmmm, you  were t.uhh, the one who said y. you w.wanted to take me out uhh," 
she said closing her eyes, and leaning back.

I pulled my hand out of her skirt quickly, and found the zipper in the back. I slid it down, 
and roughly pushed her skirt past her hips. Angie put what she had in her hands down on 
the counter, kicked her skirt from around her ankles and spread her legs for me.

With one hand having a firm hold around her belly, I reached back down to her hot little 
pussy. Angie groaned, as I slipped my finger over that now hard little bud. I slipped my 
finger down, to wet it in her cream, and slid it back up to that hard clit, and started to rub 
back and forth over the tip of that hard bud. 

With a gasp Angie's arms came up, and wrapped around my neck, arching her back, and 
spreading her legs. I dipped my fingers back into her juices, and smeared them up over 
her hard clit. I slipped my left hand down to the front of her swollen mound, and pulled 
up exposing her hard clit. With my wet fingers, I started to twist and pull on that swollen 
bud while Angie's body started to shake.

Angie had, had her mouth open but nothing was coming out. All of a sudden she gave a 
huge groan, her legs clamped on my hand, and the shaking got worse. It must have lasted 
a full minute. She stood there shaking, her mouth closed tight, with a continuous mmmm, 
sound coming from her, as her thighs flexed around my hand.

I gave her clit a light pinch, and Angie almost doubled over. She grabbed my hands, and 
pulled them up to her belly. "Please don't do that, it feels so good, it's almost painful."

"You were saying how you didn't want me to let you go too far. Do you consider that too 
far?" I asked, rubbing my wet fingers over her swollen belly.

Still bent over, and looking at me in the mirror through her hair, "That depends on where 
we are. Here that was fantastic, in the middle of a crowded club, I would have to say 
that's a little too far. Don't let it stop you from experimenting though," she said 
chuckling and leaning back against me again.

"Oh, I don't think you have to worry about that," I said stroking her belly. "Are you sure 
you want to go out? We could order something up here, and talk about . world peace, 
ya that's it, world peace." 

"We already told Kathy we would be there," she said laughing. "Besides, since I've been 
hanging around with you, I haven't really being keeping up with current events. I think 
maybe you're a bad influence on me."

"God, I hope so," I said kissing her on the side of the neck. "Okay, finish up, and we'll go 
get something to keep your strength up, I have a feeling you're going to need it," I said, 
and smacked her ass as I walked over to get my shoes on.

I watched as she finished her make-up. With a quick glance at me, she wet a washcloth, 
and tried to wipe away any trace of what I had done to her in front of the mirror. All you 
had to do was look at her; she had that FFL(fresh fucked look) going full blast. 

She went over to the closet, and pulled out that white dress that I hadn't seen since the 
first day we spent together. She stepped into it, and shimmied it past her bare, round ass. I 
had to admit it sometimes it's almost as fun watching a woman get dressed, as it is 
undressing them. ALMOST. She pulled the top up, fitted the wide shoulder straps in 
place, and reached back to pull the zipper up. 

With a pointed toe, she pulled her white shoes out, and slipped them on. Reaching back 
into the closet, she pulled the matching jacket out, and went over to the vanity area. She 
put her lipstick, a small compact, and some Kleenex in the pockets. She went over to her 
purse, and opening her wallet pulled out her ID and a cash card. Putting those into the 
inside pocket, she slipped it on, and pulled her hair out, fluffing it. 

Turning she caught me watching her, and smiled. "What are you starring at? I'm ready if 
you are."

I walked over to her while she was fussing with her collar. Slipping my hands under her 
hair, I flattened the collar running my fingers from back to front. When I got to the front I 
took hold of her lapels, pulled her in close, and leaned down to give her a hot opened 
mouth kiss that almost got us going again.

"What brought that on?" she said catching her breath. "Not that I'm complaining or 
anything," she said smiling.

"It just seemed like the thing to do at the time," I said, as I turned her by the shoulders to 
the door. "Come on we better get going before I change my mind."

We made our way out of the hotel, and caught a taxi. Angie told the driver where we 
were going, and off we went. We had been out around the hotel, but never with anyone. I 
sat there trying to think when the last time I had been out casually with a woman. God, it 
has been years. Angie was chatting away, and I hadn't heard a word. 

A pop in my shoulder woke me out of it. "Hey, you're not listening."

"You're right I wasn't, sorry, but I am now. What is Kathy like?" I asked.

"Oh she's great. If there is anybody out there that can even come close to embarrassing 
me the way you do, it's her. She will say anything, in front of any body. She's the 
opposite of me. She has blond hair, and I don't let her forget it, and green eyes. She's 
about my size, only she has boobs." The cabby cracked up, and Angie turned red as 
usual. 

"So have you met the guy she bringing?" I asked, letting her off the hook.

"No, she met him last weekend, and they have been talking on the phone since," she said.

As she was saying that, the cab pulled up in front of a six-story building. It was Friday 
night, and the place was teaming with people. I guess I hadn't noticed how busy it was, 
on the drive over. I paid the guy, and we got out on the sidewalk, and made our way to 
the entrance.

We went over to the directory, and Angie picked out a place she said was a little more on 
the quiet side. It was up on the forth floor, so we started making our way up via the 
escalators. Once we made it to the right floor, we walked to the other side to the 
restaurant. After talking with the hostess, they gave us a beeper, and told us all we had to 
do was stay on this floor.

We started wandering around looking in all the shop windows. We came across a small 
boutique, and Angie wanted to go in for a look around. She started leafing through the 
racks, and I went to have a look for myself.
 
In the center of the shop, I found a mannequin dressed in a fantastic outfit. Right away I 
knew Angie would look great in. It had three parts. The top was kind of like a halter; only 
it was a front loader with a solid back strap and collar. The skirt went to about mid thigh. 
It had a small split on the left, but otherwise fit snug. The third part was like a jacket that 
went down to the hem of the skirt. It was made of a soft poly material that almost shined.

I got the sales girl's attention, and asked if she could get copy of it in Angie's size. She 
told me she would have it waiting on a rack by the dressing rooms. I went over to Angie, 
and asked for her shoe size. With a questioning look she told me, and I went off to find 
what I was looking for.

I went over to the shoe display, and sorted through it. I finally found what I had been 
looking for, a black patent leather pump with a three inch heel. Nothing dramatic, but it 
would definitely make her legs look good. Finding the correct size, I went over and 
collected Angie, and took her back to the changing area. I picked the dress off the rack, 
and handed it and the shoes to her. 

"Try this on, and lets see how it looks on you," I said. 

"What have you got in mind this time? The only cloths you usually want me in, are bed 
sheets. Are you getting tired of me?" she said smiling.

"Not hardly, this looks and feels so soft, that I think you would look good in it. Plus, with 
the separate top I'm hoping to show off your new jewelry," I said, sliding the backs of 
my fingers over the small bump pushing against her dress.

"I might have known you would have ulterior motives. Oooo, it does feel soft. God, I 
hope it looks longer on me then it does on this hanger," she said holding it up at arms 
length.

I grabbed her shoulders and turned her to the changing room. "We won't know until you 
try it on, now will we. Come on, before they call us back to eat."

"Okay, okay. Are you coming in to help?" she asked laughing. 

I shoved her through the curtain, and pulled it closed behind her. "If I came there to help, 
we'd probably get arrested."

"What, you're not willing to go to jail for me? I think I'm insulted," She said giggling.

"Ya, well you'll be going right along with me. You don't think I'd let them take me alone 
do you? I'd tell them you held the curtain open to entice me in, and then you raped me," I 
said laughing.

"You creep, you probably would too," she said.

"You damn well better believe I would. What, you think I'm going to let you run around 
loose, while I'm rotting in jail? Guess again sweetheart," I said.

"And they say chivalry is dead. I guess they just haven't heard about you yet. Okay ready 
or not here I come," she said as she threw the curtain open, and stood there smiling, 
hands on hips.

I stood there starring at her thinking we should be on our way to the hotel right now. 
There was just no way I was going to be able to keep my hands off of her in that. The top 
fit like a glove, showing her hard nipples trying to poke their way out, and you could see 
skin between the line of buttons that ran down the middle of her chest. The skirt sat on 
her hips low enough that about two or three inches of her belly showed between top and 
bottom, beautifully showcasing the crystal that sparkled at her bellybutton. 

"You're starting to scare me. Remember, you said you'd wait until we got back to the 
hotel," she said as she held her hands up, and backed back into the room with me 
following closely.

"I lied," I said, advancing slowly. "Do you really think I'm going to let you stand there 
looking like that?" 

With just the barest hint of a smile, Angie put her hands on my chest, and in a harsh 
whisper, "You can't, not here." The damn beeper went off. "See, we have to get back to 
the restaurant. Come on, you promised me a night out. I was looking forward to showing 
you off to Kathy."

"Okay, okay. Lay it on a little thicker why don't you?" I took a hanger off the wall rack, 
and started putting her white dress and jacket on it. "Go ask the sales person if we can 
leave this here over night, and pick it up in the morning? That way we won't have to pack 
it around all night."

"So I guess I'm wearing this then?" she asked.

"Was there ever a doubt? I told you before we left that I wasn't going to be able to keep 
my hands off you for the whole night. That," I said pointing to her outfit, "just doubled 
the difficulty." 

"That's not fair, it wasn't my idea to put this on," she said pouting, and handing me her 
white shoes.

"Oh well. Who said life was fair? The way I see it, I promised you I'd take you out. I also 
told you I wasn't going to let anything stop me from enjoying you either. Don't worry, 
I'll wait until they have a couple of drinks in them before I get too carried away."  

"Please don't get too carried away. You know I love what you do to me, but you have to 
leave me some dignity. Kathy has never seen me like this, I want to show myself off, as 
much as I do, you," she said looking at me with pleading eyes. "I can't believe how sexy 
this dress makes me feel. I'd just like to have a good time with you and Kathy for a 
while, then we can go back to the hotel where I'll gladly pay off the debt I owe."

"The interest on that debt is getting pretty high, you might not get out that easy," I said.

"Pile it on," she said with a huge grin.

"Don't think I won't. Now hurry up before they give away our table," I said gathering 
everything together.

When I got to the counter, Angie was waiting. She had a small clutch purse in her hand, 
which she was going to put the few things from her jacket in. The salesperson was kind 
enough to put all her things in a garment bag, and store it in their layaway space. The girl 
told Angie that the dress looked great on her, and after the usual blush Angie thanked her.

We went to the restaurant, where the hostess also told Angie that she looked great. Heads 
all over the room turned and watched Angie and I walk to our table. Shaking her hair 
from her face, she looked over her shoulder at me, and her face just glowed. Her 
enjoyment seemed to radiate from her.

After we were seated, drinks ordered, and received, we sat waiting for our order, and 
talked.

"I've never felt so, I don't know, I guess noticed. It felt like everybody was looking at us 
as we came in," she said.

"Not us honey, you. I told you when I picked out that yellow swimsuit; I have great taste 
in clothes. I can't wait to see you without the jacket," I said smiling, and wiggling my 
eyebrows at her.

"No way. I know what you're like when you get a look at my butt. You are just going to 
have to wait," she said flushing. "This dress makes me feel terrific."

"That's because you are getting used to looking sexy, and are starting to enjoy it," I said. 

"I enjoy it because I know what is going to happen after a night of you trying to keep 
your hands to your self." Angie leaned forward, and dropped her head a little. Looking at 
me through her lashes she whispered, "You've turned me into a wanton little slut, and I 
can't wait to get you in bed."

"Well, what are we waiting for? When they come with the food, I'll ask for the check," I 
said.

"No, you promised," she said pouting again.

"If you don't stop pouting, I'm going to spank you like a little girl," I said.

"Yes daddy," she said smiling.

Just as she said that, our server arrived with our meal. We spent the next hour eating, with 
me trying to convince Angie to let me take her back to the hotel, without much success. 
We finished our meal, and made our way to the club, that was down a level.

As we entered, Angie started to search for Kathy. She didn't see her, so we went in 
search of a table. As we entered, a group got up and made their way to the exit. As they 
passed, I took Angie's shoulders and steered her towards the small round table they had 
just vacated.

As we were getting situated, I caught the waitress's attention. She came over and cleared 
the table, and took our order. Angie and I sat talking, and listening to the easy jazz music 
being played by a lone young woman on a piano.

It couldn't have been five minutes before Angie sat up straight, and stated waving her 
arm trying to get someone's attention. I looked over my shoulder to see an attractive 
blond woman dragging a man behind her in our direction.

The blond woman, and her companion snaked their way through the tables, and made it 
to us without too much trouble. I saw that Angie had been pretty accurate in her 
description. Kathy appeared to be about the same size as Angie. Angie had also been 
right that the one noticeable difference was that Kathy not been neglected in the breast 
department.

As they neared, Angie stood up and almost ran to hug Kathy. As they finished Kathy 
pushed at Angie's shoulders, holding her at arms length. 

"Jesus, you look fantastic. Who are you, and what did you do with my shy friend Angie?" 
Kathy said, as she looked Angie up and down. "Oh my God, when did you do this?" she 
asked, as she reached down to pluck at the ring in Angie's bellybutton.

"I'll tell you about it later, come on," Angie said taking Kathy's hand and leading them 
over to the table.

I stood up as they got to me. Angie dropped Kathy's hand, and took my arm pulling me 
in front of the two newcomers. "Kathy this is Daniel. Daniel this is my best friend Kathy, 
and." she said with a questioning look at Kathy.

"Tim," Kathy blurted out.

"Dan, pleased to meet you Tim" I said reaching for his hand. 

"Tim, how ya doing Dan?" he said returning the handshake.

Grabbing my hand from Tim's, "Daniel, I've heard so much about you," Kathy said 
vigorously shaking my hand. "I take it you're to blame for me having to compete for 
attention these days," she said indicating Angie. "You know before you came along I 
didn't have anything to worry about, now no one will even notice me," she said smiling 
at a very red Angie.

"Well, if you want to lay the blame somewhere, I'll be more then happy to take the 
credit," I said pulling Angie in front of me, "but I think it's the woman that makes the 
clothes."

"Well, I would have to admit I've never seen her look happier. But I had no idea she 
could look this good," Kathy said.

I could almost feel Angie blushing. 

"Okay, you two can consider the 'let's see who can embarrass Angie the most contest' a 
draw. Tim, it's very nice meeting you, why are you punishing yourself by being out with 
this woman?" Angie said trying to distract us.

"She said yes when I asked her," he said with a smile reaching to shake Angie's hand.

Turning a mock glare at Kathy, "How unfortunate for you."

"Be nice," I said giving her a little squeeze.

"Ya, what he said," Kathy said laughing.

Kathy grabbed Tim, and I steered Angie to the two chairs on the other side of the table. 
As I sat down I pulled her chair closer to mine, and she moved it even closer.

We had been talking for about half an hour, when Kathy asked Angie to go with her to 
the restroom. Something else about women I will never understand. Tim and I talked 
easily, about our work, and what we did outside of work. 

I saw Tim look up, as I felt Angie's hand slip around the back of my neck. She stepped 
close, and leaned against my shoulder. Without even thinking, I slid my hand across the 
back of her bare thigh, and wrapped my right hand possessively around the inside of her 
left thigh, just above her knee. I smiled when I felt Angie clamp her legs on my hand.

Kathy had a smile on her face when I looked at her. She had been watching Angie. "You 
know Daniel, I think I have to agree with you. I always thought one of her best features 
was her butt."

"Oh my God, I can't believe you just said that. You bitch," Angie said, as Kathy burst out 
laughing.

I took a better hold of her thigh, "Hey, hey, no name calling, play nice," I said, using my 
thumb to lightly rub the inside of her thigh. "And I was thinking that I agreed with what 
Angie said earlier, about you having nice boobs," I said trying to turn some of the 
attention back to Kathy. 

It didn't faze her in the slightest. "Ooo, good, someone finally noticed. See, Angie may 
be dressed nicer, and sure she has a nice butt, but," she said throwing her chest forward, 
"you will notice who has the bigger boobs."

"Oh sure, throw that in my face," Angie said pressing herself even harder against me.

"Hey, a girl has to use what she's got," she said giving her shoulders a little shake.

"So Tim is that how she got you? Did she walk up and start shaking her boobs in your 
face?" I asked, trying to bring him in on the fun.

"No actually, she was bent over the first time I saw her. So I would have to say it was her 
butt that first got my attention. That is until she stood up, then I thought what a pretty pair 
uh, I mean face she had," he said, as we all burst out laughing.

I felt Angie's nails give me a slight dig, as I moved my hand a little higher. Next time I 
talk to those ladies at that salon, I'm going to have to mention how much I appreciate 
what they did for her. But I now had a good hold of her thigh, at about the hem of her 
skirt, and I gave it a firm squeeze. 

Angie tried to act casually, but those nails were beginning to get a little painful. I pulled 
my hand from between her thighs, feeling her relax almost at once. It was a little 
premature on her part, because as I pulled it out, I slid it up. I slid my hand under her 
skirt, to her bare ass. Boy, you don't think those nails are that long, until they are buried 
in the back of your neck.

"You know, if you were sitting down, he wouldn't have been able to do that," Kathy said 
laughing, and pointing out that we were not alone.

Angie decided to take her advice, and dropped into her chair, blushing like crazy, and 
glaring at me.

"Hey I warned you," I said try to escape the look.

"And just what are you warning her about? He isn't trying to take advantage of you is he 
dear?" Kathy asked smiling. 

"Not hardly," I said laughing, "I warned her that I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off 
her all night, with her in that outfit."

"Well dear, if he warned you in advance, I don't see how you can hold it against him," 
Kathy said laughing at Angie's blush.

Holding up her balled right fist, "Oh I'm going to hold it against him alright. Right 
against his chin."

"Okay you need to cool down, Tim dear, take Angie and bring us back some finger food. 
That aught to keep you out of trouble for now," Kathy said. "While you're gone, we'll 
discuss what to do with you."

"Yes mother. Jesus, who died and made you queen?" Angie said.

"Okay, well I guess you've had enough wine. Be a good girl, and do as Kathy says. Go 
get us something to eat. While you're gone, Kathy and I will see if we can't find some 
place else to go," I said.

"Fine," Angie said glaring at me, and muttering under her breath about me calling her a 
girl. She got to her feet and took off, with Tim trying to catch up.

Kathy moved and took a chair nearer me, so that we could talk without having to yell at 
each other.

"I have been trying for years to bring her out of her shell," Kathy asked. "I don't know 
how you did it, but I don't even recognize her. Even her attitude has changed. She used to 
act like my mother I guess she figured that since she was my lead at work that meant she 
could boss me around all the time. Jesus, just now she actually acted like a spoiled child. 
And how did you get her to wear that dress? I've never seen her look like that in the 
whole time I've known her, I didn't know she had clothes like that." 

"As far as the dress goes, I bought it for her just before we went to eat tonight. And as for 
the attitude, I really can't say. She has these little fits every once in a while, where she 
does act like a child that needs to have her butt spanked. Did she tell you about Jon?"

"Yes, and I can't believe it. I always thought he was whipped, but to go out and look for 
someone to literally whip him, my God I never would have guessed. I mean he would do 
anything Angie told him to, but I never saw that side of him," Kathy said. "How is Angie 
taking it? Did she know he was looking for that in a relationship? She didn't really want 
to get too deep into it."

"I don't know if she told you how we met," I said looking questionably at her. With a 
shake of her head, I knew that Angie hadn't told her about how I had treated her that first 
night.

"Well, I over heard Jon trying to convince Angie that he wanted her to find someone that 
could satisfy her. He said he knew he had not been doing it. He had dressed her up sexily, 
and had taken her out with the specific purpose of helping her find someone that could 
satisfy her needs. They were sitting in the booth next to me in a restaurant arguing about 
it, and I overheard the whole thing. That's when she finally promised him she would 
spend one hour in the hotel bar, and then she never wanted to hear about it again, but only 
if he left and let her do it on her own." Kathy looked so shocked, that it was almost 
comical. "To make a long story short, that night I went into that bar and did everything 
but actually have sex with her in that bar booth. Since then she goes on these little guilt 
trips, and her entire attitude changes in a moment. I have taken a few different steps to 
see if I can snap her out of it, but it always comes to me having to punisher her in some 
way."

"What do you mean by punishing her? You're not into that stuff too are you? I don't 
think I could handle the thought of Angie in pain just to satisfy someone's idea fun," 
Kathy said.

"I have never, and will never hit her," I said looking her square in the eyes. "I have made 
that perfectly clear to her, and she believes me. Ask her for yourself. No, quite frankly I 
use sex. She responds like no other woman I've ever known. She is constantly shocked, 
and embarrassed at how she acts towards me. She lets herself go completely. I have truly 
never met anyone like her before."

Kathy's face broke into a huge grin. "I'm so glad to hear that. You're all she talks about. 
It's been Daniel this, and Daniel that since the day she met you. I was so jealous of her, 
here I am going out to clubs and bars to meet people, and she finds you. How much 
longer are you staying in town, and have you thought about what is going to happen 
when it's time for you to leave? I can tell you right now, she is not going to handle your 
leaving very well."

"I know," I said getting serious. "Yes I have been thinking about it, but I don't really 
know how I'm going to handle it yet. I'm basically waiting to see how things work out 
between Jon and her, but please don't tell her that. I don't want her making a decision 
based on me."

"You don't have to worry about me. What about the way she is acting tonight? I don't 
think I like this new spoiled attitude she's got going. How long does it take her to snap 
out of it?"

"I don't think you have to worry too much about that. I'll tell you what, you and Tim 
leave after a little bit, and when you come back you will see the difference I promise," I 
said.

"Okay, but what are you going to do? Why can't we stay? You aren't going to hurt her 
are you?" She asked looking concerned.

"Far from it. If you keep your mouth shut I'll tell you," I said looking at her, and she 
nodded yes. "She has been getting easier and easier to arouse, witch in turn means that 
she is aroused more often. I am willing to bet that when she comes back she will have 
been thinking about how she acted before she left, and will try to make it up to me. I just 
may let her, but she is so shy I don't think she would do it in front of you. She doesn't 
want you thinking badly of her. She actually made me promise not to get her too worked 
up, and embarrass her in front of you. She is very passionate, and once she gets going if 
you think you don't recognize her now, you would not believe how out of control she can 
get."

"I have never seen the person you are describing. She is always so conservative. I always 
pictured her in one of those antique bathing suits, the ones that had pants that went down 
to your knees," she said chuckling.

"If you saw the suit she wears when we use the hot tub at my hotel, it would probably 
make even you blush. The person you see at the office is the one I have never seen. She 
tries so hard to conform to what everyone expects of her, I think that's why it is so easy 
for me to make her do the things I do. I expect only one thing from her, and she is more 
then willing to give it to me. She goes out of her way to make sure she gets all the 
attention she can from me. The fact that she is acting like a spoiled child is really only 
natural. She is trying to learn how to deal with this new side of her self. Sometimes I 
think she scares herself with how sexual she has become." I looked up and saw them 
returning. "Here they come. Is there someplace we can go to dance? Nothing wild I have 
a hard enough time try to keep these big feet off of my date's feet, let alone the people 
around me."

"I know a quiet place with a dark dance floor. It's just the thing for the girl you're 
describing to me," She said with a smile.

Angie and Tim each came up and put a plate on the table. One was piled high with 
nachos, and the other was full of chips and salsa. 

Angie had come up to the table on my right. After setting the plate down she stood up, 
and leaned against my shoulder again. As her hand wrapped around the back of my neck 
again, mine went back to her thighs. To hell with this slow and gradual shit, I thought to 
my self. I slid my hand to the top of her thighs, and took a good hold. 

Angie didn't flinch. She didn't try to stop my hand, or move away. The only sign that my 
hand was there were her thighs spreading just a little. The two across the table knew I had 
my arm around her, but because of the jacket, they had no idea where my hand was. As 
Kathy started to talk to Angie, I started to slide my fingertips back and forth along her 
bare, little slit.

"Daniel and I thought maybe someplace with a dance floor might be nice. What do say 
Angie, are you up for a little dirty dancing?" Kathy asked smiling at her.

"Uuhhmm, yes that sssounds like a good idea," Angie said fighting to keep her voice as 
steady as possible, and digging her nails into me again

As my finger made it's way to the front of her slit, her hips gave a small twitch forward. I 
don't think Kathy noticed, but to tell the truth I really didn't care. Angie's juices started 
coating my fingertips right from the start, now they were starting to coat her thighs as 
well.

"You look a little warm, are you alright?" Kathy said looking at Angie, but with a quick 
wink at me.

"I'm fffine," she said in a bit of a hiss, as my finger made a slow slide up into her.

The fingernails changed to a firm grip, as she now needed a little help standing, and she 
leaned a little heavier against me. I looked over to see a huge grin on Kathy's face, and 
her looking at me. I gave her a small knowing smile, and turned my attention back to 
Angie.

"Angie dear, are you sure you're alright? You are starting to look flushed.

"Nno. I'mmm ffine," she stammered.

I slipped my finger out of her, and slid my hand a bit down her thigh to take hold of it 
again.

"Don't you and Tim, have to take care of your check?" I asked, trying to get Kathy to go 
away.

"No, I paid while I was up there getting the food," Tim said. 

I guess I couldn't blame him, after all he didn't know what Kathy and I had talked about. 
"Thanks," I said with as much enthusiasm as possible, "that will save us time when we're 
ready to leave."

I gave Angie's thigh a final squeeze, and used her leg to guide her into her chair. Once in 
her chair she moved so that her entire thigh, from her hip to her knee was pressing against 
me. She was breathing a little deeply, and she was a little flushed, but otherwise she 
looked okay. That didn't last too long though.

As she made to reach for one of the four plates they had brought, my hand found her bare 
thigh. The plate that she had just picked up clattered as her hand twitched, but she 
regained control well, and started to add some of the nachos to the plate. Her hand 
faltered again as I slid mine up to the top of her thighs again, taking her skirt with it. As 
the skirt was moved out of the way, my nostrils flared as her scent reached them. With 
her hands full, and in plain view, there wasn't a lot she could do to slow me down. 

Turning my palm to her, I slid my hand down between her thighs. With my middle finger 
sliding down the center of her pussy, I scraped it down over her clit. I didn't see it, but I 
heard her plate land heavily on the table in front of her.

"Would you fix one for me honey?" I asked sweetly.

Under her breath, "I'll fix you alright," she said, but she leaned forward to load a plate for 
me.     

I decided to give her a break, and pulled my hand from between her thighs, and tugged 
her skirt down a little. We sat talking and eating for about another half hour, and then left 
to find the place Kathy had mentioned.

Once we got there, it was just as Kathy had described it. A small out of the way lounge, 
that had a mid-sized dance floor. The place had a very intimate feel to it. We found a 
table that was also dimly lit, and ordered a round of drinks. Kathy, Tim, and Angie were 
all starting to get a buzz going, so things were getting a little more interesting around our 
table.

I looked out at the dance floor, and noticed that there were a lot of people dancing. The 
song that was playing was coming to an end. I slipped my hand between Angie's thighs, 
and pushed my face into the sweet smelling hair by her ear.

"Come dance with me, I need to feel you against me," I whispered.

"I don't know about you two, but I'm taking my man to the dance floor," Angie said.

"That sounds nice. Sir could I interest you in a dance?" Kathy said to Tim.

"Oh ya, like I'm going to turn down a dance with a beautiful blond," Tim said getting to 
his feet.

I reluctantly pulled my hand from between Angie's thighs, and took her hand to help her 
to her feet. Pulling her in front of me I prodded her through the crowd to the far side of 
the dance floor. As the music started up, I slipped my hands under her jacket to the small 
of her back, and pulled her against me. Her arms went up around my neck, and she 
molded herself against me.

Angie turned her face up, and pressed a kiss to the underside of my jaw. "Thank you for 
taking me out tonight. I know you would have rather stayed in the room, but I'm having a 
great time."

"It has been my pleasure. If we hadn't gone out, I wouldn't have found this dress, and 
that would have been criminal. You look fantastic. I have been having a hell of a time 
keeping my hands off of you," I said.

 Angie leaned her head back to look at me smiling. "Well you haven't kept them all to 
yourself, but I do appreciate your efforts. I know it hasn't been easy on you," she said 
grinding against me, "but I promise to make it up to you."

"Oh, I don't think you're going to have to worry about that," I said, as I reached down 
with both hands and took hold of her skirt. With a slight gasp from Angie, I pulled the 
hem of her skirt up to her waist. "There now, that's much better," I said as I filled my 
hands with the smooth bare cheeks of her ass. "Did I mention what great taste I have in 
clothing?"

"I can't believe you just did that. Someone is going to see," she said.

"Well if they are going to see something, let's give them a good show," I said. 

We had just about quit moving around, and were just swaying against each other to the 
beat of the music. To avoid the traffic of the dance floor, I moved us out to the outer edge 
of the floor, closer to the wall. I was just about to move in for the kill when someone ran 
into my back.

"Excuse us," Kathy said with a huge smile.

Angie made some kind of a squeaking noise, and molded herself to me. I just turned and 
gave Kathy a scowl, "You my friend are starting to get on my nerves."

"Oooo, interrupting something, or is he always so testy?" Kathy asked leaning toward 
Angie.

"Sometimes you can be such a pain in the ass," Angie said. "Of course you're 
interrupting, it's what you do best. What there wasn't enough room out there?"

"You know anyone listening, would think you two weren't glad to see us," Kathy said.

I made to turn towards them, and Angie just about tore the sleeves from the shoulders of 
my shirt. "We were just going to go back to the table, I'm sure we will see you there," 
Angie said.

"That's not what it looked like you were doing," Kathy said with a smile.

"Tim I really can't understand what you see in this woman," Angie said pushing me 
towards the table.

"Why do I have to sit down? It was Kathy's fault not mine," I said.

"Because I know both of you. You won't be able to keep your hands to yourself, and 
Kathy will not leave us alone. She will let you get me started, and then she will be 
pushing her way in. Now you just stand there for a second, and I'll be able to sit down 
again," she said, getting a hold of her skirt, and pushing it back down.

"This sucks. I think it's time we headed back to the hotel. The next time I take you out, 
we are going by ourselves," I said as I sat down.

Angie turned sideways, and sat in my lap with her arms around my neck. "So there will 
be a next time?"

I wrapped one arm around her hips, and dropped the other to her thighs. "Of course there 
will be a next time. What, you don't think I like showing you off? Now that you are 
enjoying yourself a little more openly, I would love to get out more. It's just your choice 
of company that is getting in the way."

"I know, and I'm sorry, but I'm really glad you want to take me out again," she said 
giving me a quick kiss.

I slipped my hand up under the hem of her skirt, and held the inside of her thigh in the 
palm of my hand. "Why do you think I wouldn't want to take you out? I mean, of course 
I enjoy having you all to myself, but I don't intend to keep you locked away like a sex 
slave. Although that does sound appealing."

"It sounds more then appealing, but I would love to get out a little more. This is the first 
time I've been out dancing in years. J. nobody ever wanted to take me dancing," she 
said blushing a little.

"You can speak his name. It's not like we need to avoid it you know. Honest, I know 
you're married," I said smiling.

"I know you know, it's just kind of hard to talk about him just now. I'm having a hard 
time getting my head around this change of life styles," she said downing the rest of her 
glass of wine. "I've lived with him for years, and I still can't believe it. Do you think he 
really enjoys having her beat him?"

"Angie you're going to have to ask him, I don't know. All I know is I want to be buried 
inside you right now, so we need to get out of here," I said slipping a finger into her.

Her eyes got big as saucers, and her thighs opened just a bit. She was just as ready as I 
was, she just didn't want to show it in front of Kathy. Angie bit her lower lip, and her 
eyes drooped a little as I slid my finger in and out of her. And then, as was getting to be 
her habit, guess who decides to put in an appearance.

"Hey, you two break it up, we brought treats," she said, as they put four shot glasses on 
the table.

Angie's thighs clamped down on my hand, and I had to stop moving. But I'll be damned 
if I was going to take it out of her, it had taken me this long to get it in her. After she saw 
that I wasn't going to push it, her legs relaxed a little. You know we may not have been 
together long, but you'd think she would have caught on by now. When her legs relaxed, 
I used the room to add a second finger. Which caused another quick clampdown on my 
hand, and a dig with the nails. 

I figure if she can up the punishment, then I can up the pleasure. While my fingers were 
being cooked inside her, I squeezed with the pad of my thumb, and her whole body 
shuttered. Her hand grabbed my neck, and she turned her face to me eyes wide. I felt her 
hot pussy clamping down on my fingers, and her juices coating my fingers again.

I nuzzled my face in the hair by her ear, "You little slut, I can't believe you just came on 
my fingers with them right there," I whispered.

"Oh God, please you have to stop. I'm going to get out of control, if you don't stop now," 
she whispered back at me.

"Hey what's going on, you do remember we're here, right?" Kathy said.

I shook Angie's hair from my face. "You make it kind of hard to forget Kathy," I said as 
I pulled my fingers out of her, and wiped them on her thigh.

"I try. Look, we brought shooters. We are toasting our first time out together. Angie what 
are you doing, turn around," Kathy said.

Angie took a deep breath, and turned to the table keeping her head down. "You have been 
out with us all night, I would have thought you might have noticed that Daniel doesn't 
drink," she said trying to keep ant attention from herself.

"Oh, well, I guess you will have to drink it for him," Kathy said. "Jesus, you really don't 
drink? What have you been doing all night?"

"Drinking soda, and trying to spend time with my woman. Been having some problems 
with that second part. Seems every time I want some attention, someone keeps butting 
in."

"Well if you had wanted to be alone, you should have stayed home," she said pouting.

"I didn't say I wanted to be alone, maybe just not so together," I said smiling sweetly.

"Jesus, if that isn't a polite way to ask someone to back the hell off," Kathy said. "I can 
be a pain sometimes, sorry. I keep forgetting that this your first time out together too." 
She got a kind of devilish look to her. "And from what I've heard, you are behaving 
yourself very well. Maybe not as well as I thought," she said looking at Angie's face.

Angie used that as a cue for her to get in her own chair. And as usual she was red as a 
beet. Kathy spread the shots out in front of each of them, putting two in front of Angie.

"To our first time out together, may there be many more," Kathy said. 

We all clinked glasses, and they all gulped down their shots.

"Oh that's disgusting, what was it? Angie said with a sour look on her face.

"It's Tequila, and it is not disgusting. The second one will taste better, come on bottoms 
up," she said smiling at me. "I'm trying to make it easier on Daniel. I don't want him to 
have to work too hard to catch you."

"Ya, he really needs your help," Angie said downing her second shot.

"You don't need help to catch her? Is she that easy?" Kathy said laughing.

"No she's not that easy, but I have a small room. I can usually wear her out in a couple of 
laps," I said laughing with her.

"You two do know I'm sitting here, right?" Angie said glaring at us.

I slipped my hand under her skirt again. "I know right where you're at."

"Well Kathy, Tim, it's been a great evening, but we're going to go somewhere to be 
alone. That way I only have to deal with one of you at a time," Angie said.

"Oh come on, we were just having a little fun. What's the matter, you can't take a joke?" 
Kathy said.

"That's not why we're leaving, and yes I can take a joke. We just want to go, okay?" 
Angie said.

"Okay, okay I get the message. You're okay right, not too pissed at me?" Kathy said.

Angie got to her feet a little unsteadily, and went around the table. Kathy got, up and they 
hugged. "No I'm not pissed. You don't think I know what you're like after all these 
years? Its just time for us to go, I'm starting to feel the booze. I don't want Daniel to have 
to carry me in."

Kathy looked at me over Angie's shoulder. "I don't know, I bet he would probably enjoy 
it."

I wiggled my eyebrows at her, "As long as there weren't too many people around. I'd 
hate to get us arrested."

I stood up, and reached across the table, "Tim, it's been a pleasure meeting you, maybe 
we can get together again sometime."

"Dan, pleasure meeting you too. We might just do that," Tim said shaking my hand.

Angie let go of Kathy, and went over to give Tim a hug. Kathy stepped up to me with her 
arms out. I bent down and put my arms around her waist, while hers went around my 
neck. "You be good to her, she deserves the best," she whispered.

"I know she does. I plan on seeing that she gets it," I said pulling back, and smiling down 
at her.

"I bet you do. Oh I probably shouldn't mention bets around you," she said loud enough 
for Angie to hear, "I know you take them seriously." 

Angie pushed her way between us, and pushed her ass into me. She grabbed my hand and 
pressed it to her bare belly. "Yes he does take them seriously, that's what bets are for."

"Well I'm not going to argue with that. I hope you two didn't get too bored being out 
with us. We'll do it again some time," Kathy said.

"We had a great time. You two take care, and we'll see you later," I said pushing Angie 
in front of me towards the exit.

We made our way out of the bar, but it was becoming harder to keep Angie walking in 
the right direction. By the time we got off the third escalator she was leaning pretty 
heavily on me. We went out to the curb to flag down a cab, and I had to hold her against 
me to keep her from falling off her heels.

"You should probably not have had those two shoots, I think they might have done you 
in," I said.

"You could be right, unless you can see the rotation of the earth too," Angie said.

A cab pulled up in front of us, "Nope, I think only you and those in your condition are 
lucky enough to get that view," I said opening the door and pouring her in.

I thought maybe I would have to try this again, because as I helped her sit, her skirt 
wound up almost up to her hips. She did pull it down as she scooted over to make room 
for me. I slid in, and told the driver where to take us.

The cab pulled away from the curb. Angie, moving pretty quick for someone in her state, 
climbed up, and straddled me. This time her skirt did end up at her hips, but with the 
jacket I was the only one that could tell.

"Sank you, for taking me out," she slurred. "I had so much fun."

"I had fun too," I said as I slid my hands up the tops of her thighs, and around to cup her 
ass.

"Mmmm, I know you did. I can't believe you did that to me right in front of them," she 
said leaning forward to nuzzle her face against me.

"You should consider yourself lucky that's as far as it went, this dress was driving me 
crazy," I said bringing my hands around to her front.

After I played for a second with her belly ring, I popped the bottom button open. When 
she either didn't notice, or just didn't say anything I started my way to the top.

As I hit the halfway point, "What are you doing? We can't do this in a cab, you'll get us 
arrested," she said, but made no move to stop me.

"It's okay, I've just been wanting to get my hands on these little tits," I said popping the 
last button, and reaching for both her nipples.

"Ahhhhh, oh that feel sssssooooo good," she whispered arching her back.

I twisted, and pulled her nipples all the way back to the hotel. Angie's head came back up 
slowly, a she felt me let go of her tits, "Mmmm, don't stop," she whispered. 

I buttoned one of her little buttons just below her tits, "This is just a pause until I can get 
you in bed."

I paid the driver, and practically had to carry her in. Once through the entrance, I gave up 
the fight, and just picked her up, and carried her to the elevator. I managed to push the 
button, and get us on while seeing all the staff starring at us. Getting off at our floor, I 
made it to, and into the room. I walked over and laid Angie down on the bed.

I went over to the closet, and got out of my clothes, then went back to have the fun of 
stripping an unconscious woman. I unwrapped my beautiful package with care. When I 
was done, I went over and hung up the dress, and dropped the shoes in the closet. 

Going back to the bed, I rolled her out of the way to pull back the covers. With that done 
I slid her under the covers and settled down on my back next to her, and I pulled her 
close.

Still out of it, Angie snuggled in close, and proceeded to wrap herself around me. After 
she finally got settled in, she had her face pressed the side of my neck. I turned my head, 
and pressed a kiss to her forehead, "Good night beautiful."

"Mmmm, g'night," she whispered. "I love you."

Those words were enough to ensure I wasn't going to get any sleep. 


THE END CHAPTER EIGHT

Thanks for all the encouragement, and if I ever think of adding characters to a story 
again, somebody please shoot me 



 

   



  

  








 



 



 
  




  









       


