The Dungeon Master

They went back inside the club and the music once again made it impossible to talk. She looked at him and to the ladies room and he nodded his assent.

She tried to regain some of her composure. This man already had her turned on so much her thoughts were racing. She washed her hands and checked her hair.

Her good friend Missy popped through the door and smiled knowingly in her direction. "Hi Crystal!" She said knowingly, "You've met my cousin Bill. Too bad he's my cousin, because he is too hot for words, and you should see the great house he just bought".

She smiled at her friend. "I'll say, I am pretty sure He's buying me a drink right now. Tell me, how well do you know him?"

"He stayed with us for a few weeks last month while his house was being re-modeled. He is a great guy."

Deep inside the last of her apprehension was burned away by her lust. "So, if I go home with him tonight, you wont be mad? Will you?"

Missy laughed, "Mad! Of course not. He needs to get laid. He's been living in that old house of his for weeks now, fixing it up, and hasn't gone out at all except for dinner at our house." Then Missy winked. "Have at him."

She strode confidently out of the ladies room towards the bar and he had one more shot of Tequila waiting for her. She raised it in salute to him and swallowed the golden liquid. Then she leaned into him to set the glass down and rubbed her body up against his seductively. She pressed her thigh between his and lifted her knee slowly to gently press her inner thigh against his own. She was surprised sooner than she had hoped by the firm shaft she encountered down his thigh. And her eyes opened wide above her approving grin.

"Are you ready?" She asked, but he answered only by gripping her upper arm and pushing her towards the door.
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