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Mr. Dapper and Mr. SEE - Part 1
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Mr. Dapper and Mr. SEE - Part 1 Walking into the bar she paused at the entrance to slowly look around at all the patrons within. This woman was worth a second glance for quite a few reasons. Her raven black hair tumbled down her back in thick ringlets to stop mid-back. She had eyes that were so dark that a person could get lost in their depths. Her lips were painted the color of deep wine, their full sensuality apparent to all. Tonight she had chosen to impress her lover by adding a little flair to her outfit, something different that was sure to drive him wild. She chose a fire-engine red dress that slithered along her body, her breasts cupped nicely by the corset she wore underneath the silk material. The empress waist flowed freely and caressed all the right curves to stop at mid-thigh. Black silk stockings are visible through the slits on either side of her dress. Matching ebony shoes completed her chosen look for tonight. A slow smile formed on her lips as her gaze fell upon her lover’s familiar form. Even in the low light of the room she knew the shape of his body anywhere. The lights overhead reflected off his shaved head, just the way she liked it, smooth and as soft as a baby’s bottom. He wore a sapphire blue button-down shirt that fit close to his body, the muscle definition evident to her and others around him. Black denim jeans encased his lean hips and thighs, and she knew when he stood up they would outline his ass perfectly. A stray thought came to her just then and she had to lick her lips gently… why yes she will have to spank that ass later. Looking back at his face she takes note of his profile, at just how attractive her lover can be. His square jaw with a bit of scruff, full lips, steely gray eyes were almost more than she could resist; but she will for now because it was still illegal to have sex in a public place. But her Dapper Fellow wasn’t alone as he promised he would be, there was someone else at the table with him. Someone she had never met before. Although his friend was quite intriguing from afar, at about 6’2, short dark hair, and a chiseled jaw. A white t-shirt clung to his broad shoulders and denim jeans fit nicely over his trim waist. She could only assume he had an ass just as spankable as her lovers. She wound her way through the bar towards them, and continued to look over her lover’s friend. The mystery fellow turned suddenly as if feeling her eyes on him and she had to stop dead in her track at the intensity of his gaze. His eyes were more than just blue, they reminded her of the eye of the storm, a tumultuous blue that she almost got sucked into. He seemed amused that he could stop her mid-stride from the smile that he gave her, dimples appearing on either side of his face. Damn, she thought to herself, who the hell was he; but she was sure her lover would tell her momentarily. Both men stood up from their seats as she reached their table. Her lover, ever the gentleman, held out a chair between them for her. She settles into the seat and crosses her legs languidly, the slit on one side of her dress revealing the top of her stocking to both men. Smiling at her lover, she leans over and brushes her lips along his jaw, “Hola, papi, I thought it was just you and me tonight.” Her eyes flit over to his friend and she offers him her hand, “And you are?” Mr. Sexy Eyes chuckled deeply and took her hand in his to grip it gently before saying, “I’m his best friend and he’s told me about his Latin beauty, but his descriptions did not do you justice.” Now it was her turn to laugh as she removed her hand from his and she looked back at her lover, “Your Latin beauty, eh? I don’t remember that being the job title you offered me when we first met.” Her lover smiled at her and merely shrugged before motioning the waitress over to order them all a few drinks. After a few drinks, the group appeared relaxed and comfortable with each other so her lover had no problem taking her hand in his and kissing her wrist lightly. He looked at her and asked, “So do you remember how I told you that there would be other friends of mine that would be interested in meeting you?” She finishes off her vodka/cranberry and looked between the men curiously, “Yes, I do, why?” Mr. Sexy Eyes slides his hand onto her leg and leans in closer to her as he whispers into her ear, “Because I would be very interested in finding out what exactly is under that dress.” She blinks a few times and licks her lips as her eyes flit between them both again pondering what was just said. Her eyes lock with her lovers as she asks him, “Are you okay with sharing me with your best friend?” All he had to do was nod and she had an idea quickly form in her mind, saying, “Then we’d better go find a hotel room, before I change my mind.”  V      |
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