I never thought I would be dancing nude in front of a group of men. Bill was obviously very turned on. I returned my attention to LD's cock. It was st...ll lying on his belly. However, it was longer. I asked with a frustrated tone, What do I have to do to make it hard? Deep down we all knew the answer to the question. I continued to dance. Waving my tits and pussy in his face. But there was still a limpness to his cock. I looked at Bill a couple of times but he was just enjoying my sexy dance.. ”“Thank you?”“Yeah!”I walked away and left the poor guy hanging. I know, I’m a rotten human being. The look on his face was priceless!When I got home that morning I was greeted in typical Kendi fashion, which let me know that she had accepted my apology and she understood that I was an uncouth knuckle dragging male of the species. I still thought it was a funny joke.“So you got Lita and Stan to agree to be our witnesses. Well played sir.”“Yeah. What? Well played?”“Yeah, you got your boss to be. He turned his attention back to the road grimly. A short time later he found the address and pulled into the drive-way of a small but nice house. When the car stopped moving she looked up and began to cry again. He turned off the engine then took her up in his arms again which caused her to stop sobbing. She hugged his neck as he carried her to the door of her house. The door swung opened before he even reached for the beel and two very relieved parents came rushing out. Her mother cried out. I decide, looking at the rumpled napkin containing her phone number, not to call her tomorrow night as she suggests. It might seem a little over-anxious. It will definitely put me on her mind … and on her radar. I also decide to come up with something more creative for a first date than dinner and a movie. Something to get her little heart racing. But what? I turn to my books, and tomorrow’s assignment and vow to work something out later. I meet Jake at the pub again the next night, instead.