This was unlike me. I was a wife and a mother. But none of that seemed to matter, because reality seemed to fade me. I began to think of myself as the...whore I secretly fantasized about being. “Okay, I’ll do it.” I said looking into Lorenzo’s beautiful brown eyes. “Great, I knew that you would. That’s my girl. I need a good girl like you working with me.” He said griping firmly onto my hands. At that moment, I thought about whether I had made the right. It could be anyone I think with excitement! It could be that hot chic in my home room class, who I would love to fuck the shit out of. Or it could even be my own sister, who has no idea that I would love to throw her down on the bed and lick that juicy wet pussy while I rub around her ass hole.I have been thinking about it ever since I walked in on her in the bath. There you were sitting in the tub all wet and soapy playing with your perfect little pussy! Moaning and closing your eyes! I wish I. "Grrrrl, I'm so proud of you!" Didn't get a free drink, though" Emily said smartly.Patty brushed Emily's comment aside. "Girl, don't worry about that. All you got to do now is keep him interested. Keep flirtin' with him, and grind the hell out of him." Patty was grinding next to Emily, and both of them laughed.I wasn't great at dancing, but grinding was pretty easy- just move your ass to the beat and let him follow you with his crotch. It was all about moving as one unit, kind of like sex. I. Just like you like to do with your hands.I can see the want and lust in your eyes. You want me so bad. I walk over to you and kiss you gently on the cheek. My hand 'accidentally' brushes against you cock and it causes you to jump. I grin and walk away to put on my final outfit.I step into the room in black heels. Covering my sweet pussy lips and tight ass is a pair of sheer black panties. Covering my big breasts is a sheer black robe that clasps closed under my breasts and is open the rest of.