"Come on."I sound incredulous."You make it sound like she doesn't do them.She's the star!We both know she will."
"I didn't say she doesn't do them.I said she was unavailable for a one-on-one session.She hasn't done them since her early days."
"Ask anyway and get back to me asap."I stand and push my chair back in, then turn and walk away.
Seary's body dances in my mind, and I realize gambling is out of the question.I couldn't focus even if I wanted to right now.I pass the Steakhouse, and the smell draws me in.I'm hungry and need to eat before I get on the highway.
The hostess asks."How many?"
"One."Damn.That sounded lonely.
She sits me at a table in the back for two, facing a couple having a romantic dinner together.I try not to watch them, but it's impossible.With each romantic kiss they exchange or intimate laughter they share, I feel the loneliness of one.While the waiter takes my order, the couple leaves.Sitting there staring at nothing, my mind drifts back to Seary.She is going to be a force to be reckoned with.
My Porterhouse steak is cooked to perfection, and I eat it all.It sits heavy in my stomach, and with the flight, workout, two cums under my belt, not to mention the alcohol I consumed, I know I need to get home and get to bed.After checking out, I walk through the casino.Rebecca is enthralled in the people who are gambling with her and doesn't look up as I pass.Once outside, I hand the valet my ticket.While I'm waiting, I have a thought, and when he comes back with my corvette, I hold out a $20."Where's the service entrance?"
He looks down at the tip and says."I'm new.I don't know."He smiles, reaching for the tip.
I pull it back and add another $20 to it."Which side of the building do the employees enter for work?"
He grins and says."Northside."
"Very good.Thank you."I take my key and give him a tip.
"You're welcome.Thank you."
When I leave the parking lot, I hook a left and drive around to scope out the entrance on the north side of the club.It's the parking garage.Hmm.Without knowing what she drives, and if they have designated spots, that's a bust.No way will I be able to catch her going in or out.Too random.
I head out onto the highway and turn toward my house.My thoughts swirl around Seary.Where is she from?Where did she study dance?I thought I was immune to lust, but she busted that myth down and stomped on it.Is Bianca right?Commitment?Wow, what a word choice.Commitment.I guess my focus on her was completely committed.I certainly wasn't aware of anyone else in the room.Hmm.And I am definitely going to commit to fucking her.
I arrive still lost in my thoughts, park, then head upstairs to take a quick shower and wash off the cigarette smoke before bed.Stripping, I toss my clothes in the dumbwaiter and push the button to send it to the laundry room.My hard dick leads the way to the shower.Turning the water on, I get in, hoping the cold water will shrink my cock and I can get in and out quickly.I'm beat.Stepping directly under the waterfall, I gasp when the cold liquid hits my head, runs down my chest and between my legs.Brrr!That's painful!Maybe I should have jumped in the swimming pool instead.Shampooing the gel out of my hair, I start to shiver, then the warm water arrives.I lean in and wash away the suds, being careful not to touch my cock.The cold water worked, and it's deflated enough to manage.When I step out, I grab a towel, dry off, then walk naked to the bed and collapse on it.I'm asleep before I can crawl under the covers.
My eyes pop open.Johnny said.'She said in the cutest southern accent.'She's a southern girl.I smile and fall back to sleep.
* * *
A sexy siren,wrapped in gold threads, sings and dances, calling to me.
I'm hypnotized and walk like a zombie to her.Taking the gold thread she offers me, I pull it hard, and she spins like a top.Her hair fans out, and the speed of her spinning creates a blurry image, showing off her voluptuous hourglass shape.
Big tits and ass, tiny waist, I moan.
The thread unwinds and falls silent on the ground.
I stand watching, waiting, hungry to see her gold-tipped tits as her spinning body begins to slow down.I feel desperate to bury my face and get lost in them.
Suddenly she stops and stands naked before me.Her tits rebounding and bouncing against each other.
I reach out to cup them.
She places the end of the gold thread in my hand, and my fingers wrap around it.She pulls it, wanting me to touch her.
I try to take a step, but something is blocking me.I look down.
The gold thread is wrapping itself around my legs and is turning into a heavy gold rope.
When I look back at the sexy siren, she has turned into a blonde Wonder Woman.Her face is fierce.
We stand there staring at each other.She is supremely confident and my equal.When she smiles, the warmth floods my body.With a sensuous southern drawl, I hear her telepathically asking mesomething.
