There was virtually no space behind my table; but yet I heard several muffled voices. I turned my head casually to look back, seeing a group of four o...der men sitting close to me in a filthy table.They all smiled as I glanced at them and tilted their drinks up toasting me. I quickly faced the band again. With each song, my body danced in time to the music, rocking back and forth in the chair. Many men had come forward, asking for a dance, but I had declined all offers, choosing to just watch. But you better use some, I don’t need to be PG on top of everything else.’ ‘What if we get the anxious part of this out of the way? Then take our time.’ ‘Yes, get your anxious thing in my anxious place. Hurry.’ It felt good to be coupled to Sharon. I’d only done this a few times before and never with someone like her. She was tight and slippery and wiggling on the end of me. ‘Ohh, yes, keep doing that.’ She gushed and humped and squeezed and made louder and louder noises and just as I was. I had no idea how long he had been there but knew that I saw him and he scurried away. Needless to say, my lustful thoughts disappeared. I was mortified. I knew that he could see everything the way I was laying. My ass and my open pussy were facing the door so he could see everything...from my asshole to my open pussy with a dildo inside, and my bobbing tits. He must have come home for something. He normally calls out when he comes in but he either didn't this time, or I was so focused on my. We were already getting onto the same page. I was finding that Buddy was actually a pretty sweet guy. I had a feeling that I was going to actually enjoy doing my job with him!I went into the bedroom and changed into my sexy, red, silk nighty. I took off my stockings and replaced them with silky white ones and added a pair of sexy, sheer, white, lace gloves to my hands. Buddy called into the room. “Are you decent?” He asked. “That all depends on your point of view!” I quipped in return.I stood.