Back to the screen, engrossed as the two blondes kissed passionately, the undulations of Anne-Pierre’s hips matched the louche bassline.Every positi...n for the benefit of the voyeur, the honey-blonde peeled away to the sofa. Sat on its edge, reclined, and opened her thighs. In close up, her sex exposed, he rose to impale her. The occasional gasp in the auditorium competed with those committed to celluloid. The screen, the frisson of doing this with others, their moans set to jaunty saxophone;. ”“Elizabeth, show Trevor your skills.”“What do you mean?”“Go open his fly and suck him off too.”“No. He’s just a boy.”Trevor slowly unzipped his pants and said “Don’t worry Elizabeth…you only need to do this once. Dad and I will never expect this again. You’re the hottest woman I’ve seen in here in weeks, and my cock really really needs attention from your gorgeous lips. Just looking at your beautiful body is making me hard as hell.”Elizabeth was speechless as Trevor approached her, gently. “Okay Joy, time to really get ready!” I pour a few drops of perfume down my cleavage running the fluid down my stomach in a little trail and up the inside of my thighs before dabbing my neck and wrists. “Well might as well be prepared just in case.” I wink in the mirror before checking my watch as I remove it and find I’ve only got 20 minutes before people arrive. Running over to the dress and stepping into it, pulling it up my body as it clings. Checking in the mirror “my hips look wide and. Catharine's problem was there was no way for Gil to do anything sexually intimate with her since she worked for him in CSI. An affair with her would have ruined both their CSI careers -- for Catharine at least, that was no longer any deterrent.Tonight, Catharine realized there was something very magical happening that she'd never planned on -- her former CSI boss, Grissom, had obviously taken the night off to come to the Maverick Club and watch her dance. Catharine couldn't imagine any other.