As they came back into the room they both asked for another drink before we start the next game. As a good host I mixed the drinks and told Yve it was...her turn to break. I stayed behind the bar as I knew I would get a great view of her ass from there. As she leaned over to get the white ball her skirt road up quit a lot and I noticed that she had taken off her nickers. Tony was standing at the bar also and Im pretty sure he noticed too as he nearly split his drink. Linda was next to take her. I couldn’t fault his judgment in the least. I was sort of used to that, and had noticed how older men would do the same but tend to be more subtle about it, perhaps a small smile or nod of appreciation for a beautiful woman. The younger guys, like this kid, had no subtlety at all; a trickle of drool running down his chin and a tent in his pants might have been more subtle than his locked-in staring. Still, it’s kind of a thrill to know that even guys several years younger than she are. “So, young lady,” Jon began. “I think it’s about time we get you checked into your hotel and take care of some business.” Shay thought it cute that he called her ‘young lady’ when she was a good three years his senior, but it also sent a shiver down her spine. This was finally going to happen! After so many conversations and fantasies, it was finally real! “I think you’re right,” she agreed as they got up to leave. They thought it best if Shay stayed in a hotel, he didn’t want her to feel. I played the compliant daughter of wealthy, socially-connected parents so well, neither of them had an inkling I might have wanted something else, let alone chafed under the expectation. I played the supremely confident, breathtakingly beautiful girl who had absolute power over any man, and absolute power corrupted me absolutely. It helped me play the quintessential queen of the popular crowd. Supplicants lined up to offer me things, do things for me, just for the opportunity to bask in my.