For my fucking, goddamn, overweening ambition that’s basically cost me a chunk of my life,” she said vehemently, “I have a choreographer interes...ed in buying my interest in the company. I’m thinking of selling and using the money to go to university for business or something. Anything but dance.” “Mandy, are you serious?” I asked, a bit startled to hear this, “Dance has been your life and you’re a natural at it. Sell the company by all means, but surely you can find a place somewhere else.. .. how about if you win, you can do whatever you want to me. But, if I win, you have to be my slave for an hour." Her tone was serious."Deal," I said with a big smile. I too was pretty damn good at pinball.I'd got almost half her score by the time my first ball dropped. I smiled at her, teasing. My second ball brought me close to her score. This time when I looked over at her, sheseemed a little more nervous. Starting my third ball, she moved behind me, rubbing her body against mine. Her hands. "What on Earth are you doing there? At this hour?" Never mind," I pleaded, "I'm locked out of my car and you've got tobring me the key -- quick!"Something in my tone must have tipped her off. "Are you naked?" sheasked. I didn't know what to say. My awkward, embarrassed silence wasanswer enough, though, because she laughed and said, "You mean youreally did go skinny dipping? All en femme? Did you?" Yes," I finally admitted."And then locked yourself out of your car?" she giggled. "Like that?". I didn't move or say anything.She then grasps my dick and starts kissing the head of it, licking it, making it harder. I can still remember the sensation of my cock going in to her wet, warm mouth. I can still hear her moan a little as she starts sucking on it as she then cups my swollen balls and fondled them.My hips thrust upwards on their own accord, gagging her, I reach down and place my right hand on her head before she can pull away.She sucks harder as I fuck her mouth, my left hand now.