Bas ab yahi mauka tha, ar mujse b to raha nahi jaa raha tha mere pure sharir me ek sex ki lahar daud gayi. Maine mera ¾ nikal k Mai bhabhi k ga...d k barabar piche gaya aur unke gand k upper apni kamar daal k pith k upper sina laga diya. Unone sirf nichty paheni thi shayad mai b unke badan k upper juk gaya. aur unke boobs ko pakad liya.Bhabhi boli are bas aaj kya marne ka irada hai, abhi to kiya hai mai chup chap raha aur unke boobs ko dabaya wo freez me mooh nikal k khadi ho gayi. Unka. “I want to watch you walk, wearing nothing but heels and your necklace." I said, as I unbuttoned my shirt. “I want you to walk slowly down to the coffee table and let me watch you move gracefully. Put on a little show for me.” I was still dressed and she was naked, which made me feel more in charge. I sat on the edge of the bed, took off my shoes and socks and watched. She was nervous. She had never done this before, for me or anybody else. But she had given herself up to me, so she did as I. So that is what we would do,walk about with champagne glasses on trays smilling while the guests chatted to each other,background music playing softly. As we walked around we would be touched by wandering hands,by both men and women,our naked bodies exposed and used by the wealthy clientele.Then an anouncement is made,a surprise auction is to be held with us to be sold to the highest bidder for the rest of the evening. The successful bidder would be alowed to use us for any non violent sexual. She walked past me and sat down on the slatted wooden benches. “Is it true?”“Is what true, Miss?”“Is it true that you charge your little fan club?” She smirked and licked her lips; she was playing the long game, and I liked it.“Charge them for what?” I pressed, while raising the stakes by placing my hand on the loose knot that held the towel around my waist. Daring her to say it. Daring her to ask. She leaned back against the whitewashed brick wall.“To see your penis.” A faint, pink blush.