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OFFICE POLICY "Ok ladies and gentleman, please put your hands together for the beautiful and talented Erika!" the DJ's voice rang out over the thumping alternative beat as the object of my lust strutted to the stage. Erika's saucy red curls bounced on her head and on her soft porcelain white shoulders as she walked. The crowd was going ballistic with applause in anticipation. Erika climbed the four steps carefully in her outrageous platform shoes bringing all five feet two inches of her under the erratic stage lights. She spotted me right away in the front row with her glittering green eyes and winked at me. That brought a smile to my face. I wasn't all too much to look at after all. I was bald and plain looking with the emotional scares of break-up etched on my face. Erika was always glad to see me probably because she knew I always brought a big roll of cash to club Private Eyes. The strip club had become a regular haunt for me since my girlfriend left me four months ago. We had lived together for three years until she caught me one day in a precarious position. Now I show up once a week with three hundred bucks with Erika's name on every fifty-dollar bill. Erika danced and teased for the packed crowd who cheered from the dark room. The crowd was mostly guys, especially up front, but also had many women with their husbands and boyfriends or as part of a large party group. The couples usually kept further back. Erika liked to play with the ladies too. In fact she was very eager to get a girl to tip her or to go do private dances for the couples. After a standing ovation from the pact house after the third song Erika peeled her naked body from the stage and grabbed my wrist. By now she did not have to ask if I wanted a private dance, it was a given. Her perfect little tushy swayed in front of me as I basked in her sweet aroma of perfume and perspiration. We found ourselves a nice quiet couch in a very dim corner of the private room near the fireplace away from the loud speakers and even louder crowd. As usual, I would have to behave myself. Erika was very strict about her rules. No man could touch or lick her breasts, her crotch or her face. I tried to on many occasions but got a warning. She was good at keeping a space between us. Her rules did not apply however to females as I had observed once or twice before with her and another dancer and a female patron. It made me wish that I could be a girl and get that much closer to Erika. I know she liked me for my money but she always told me that she liked me more than most guys because I was a gentleman and always made her feel special. She would always leave me at the end of the night with a soft kiss on my barren forehead. I longed for a day when I could kiss her pert lips, her perky upturned breasts, her firm little bottom or her red trimmed love nest instead. As usual I ventured home with empty pockets, a raging hard-on, and of course, alone. The next day Friday, I always had trouble dragging my sorry ass into work for eight o'clock. The bags under my eyes were extra dark and I wouldn't bother shaving. I never called in sick, no matter what. As a part owner in a company, I had a responsibility to the business. My two business partners, Donny and Kelly would always get a good laugh out of me at our Friday morning meetings. We were all very close and friendly with other. I had known Donny since high school. He was a business and marketing major in university and was the company's key to getting our customers and accounts. He knew enough about our technology, fibre optic surveillance systems, to get by. He is slick and considered good looking. Donny is half Italian and has that charm that gets him a lot of female attention. He is a great talker and has managed to keep the accounts coming in. Kelly is Donny's ex. She is blond, built and gorgeous. She had been a paralegal at the last company Donny and I worked for, a wireless provider, but was under appreciated and underestimated by the company brass. Donny was already dating her and they eventually moved into a common apartment. While we were there I had been working on a new idea that would transform video surveillance. As one of the junior engineers, I was often underestimated as well. The company simply took no interest in my ideas. When I discussed all this with my two friends Donny and Kelly, they suggested we start our own business. We scraped together the money and we all jumped ship together. My share at first was fifty percent with Donny and Kelly at twenty five percent each. Kelly is in charge of all business operations, and handles the fine details of the contracts. I am the brains behind our products and oversee all engineering and production. That was five years ago and since my break up I had sold an additional five percent of my share to Kelly and Donny. Their relationship didn't last long after they moved in together. There were a few spats and they soon split up. I was terrified what it would do to our business but they were civil about it and managed to remain professional about our successful company. They get along great at the office, much better than when they were a couple. Neither one of them has any trouble attracting the opposite sex, and they don't cater to jealous feelings when one or the other discusses a recent love interest. I had thought about asking out Kelly many times but remained aware of the trouble that could cause with Donny. Kelly was really out of my league anyway. Besides all that, she introduced an office policy to keep our company successful we should stay professional and keep out of each other's pants. It made sense and it worked up to now. "So, are you going to tell us about the girl or what?" Kelly blurted out. "What girl?" I tactfully responded. "The one keeping you up late every Thursday night," she coyly responded. "Come on stud, we want details," Donny added. "Oh well!" I figured. I might as well tell them what was happening. I proceeded to give the details of my private sessions with Erika, the dancer. I sounded pretty pathetic, and I figured they were about to erupt in laughter at any time. "Why don't you just ask her out?" Kelly insisted. "Hey, I've tried. Really, but she told me she doesn't date guys, even the ones as nice as me. She said that she prefers girls," I responded. "How can you be sure that she isn't telling you that just so that you will stay interested enough to keep coming back but giving up hope of a date," Donny asked. "Honestly, I don't know for sure. You could be right," I agreed. Then I added, "I do know for sure that she does like the ladies. I have seen her with some of the other girls there, and if she was acting, she deserves an Oscar." "Did you see her up close?" Donny pried. I shook my head, "Not too close, I would have had to be at the same table." "What is it about guys and lesbians?" Kelly asked with an annoyed scowl. "Well, instead of one, hot, sexy woman in heat, you get two, it's very visually stimulating..." I started. "It was a rhetorical question," Kelly answered. "This one here tried to get me to seduce another girl for a threesome," she continued, pointing at Donny. Donny had a cheesy but guilty look on his face. I looked at him intensely as if waiting for a response. "The answer is no. I did not," Kelly jumped in, sensing my curiosity. I knew better than to pry any further. For some reason, Kelly felt that she had to keep volunteering info. "It's not that I have any thing against it. I don't! I am pretty sure that I could be comfortable with another woman, if she was pretty cool. I admit that I have thought about from time to time. I just didn't do it for you, because it was your threesome fantasy, not mine. We were a couple and that would have been totally about satisfying your ego," she ranted towards Donny. He obviously did not want any more of that fight and thru his arms up in mock surrender. They still had some hidden issues, but I was still stuck on Kelly's words about being comfortable with and thinking about having sex a woman. We didn't ride the subject too much longer and eventually got down to business. On the next Monday, Kelly interrupted me while I was over my drafting table. "So tell me more about this Erika chick. What does she look like? How old is she? Give me some details." I was a bit surprised at her interest, shocked even. I described Erika as best that I could as Kelly listened intently. The next day she asked me if I would mind some company on Thursday night. Kelly claimed to be interested in checking out my obsession. "You need the perspective of an outsider. I can tell you my thoughts on what your chances are when I see this girl in person," she sold me. "Yah, umm... that would be helpful, I guess," I responded not certain what to make of all this. "Would you be comfortable? I mean... umm, ever been in a strip club before?" I blurted. "Oh, don't worry, I'll be fine! I'm totally cool with it," Kelly reassured me. Her broad, beaming smile really had me worked up. This was the closest she had ever been with me and I was excited about it. Thursday afternoon Kelly booked from work early to get her hair and nails done. She said that she also had to pick up a dress and some new shoes. She gave me instructions to pick her up at nine o'clock. She was really going to do this. I arrived on time to pick up Kelly. I decided to wear something better than I usually do since Kelly was apparently getting a new dress just for tonight. I picked out a silver suit jacket and pants with a black priest collar shirt. It wasn't my normal style, but I didn't want to disappoint Kelly. I nervously rang her doorbell and was soon greeted by my co-worker as I had never seen her before. I was used to seeing her in her conservative suits, pulled back hair, and glasses. Tonight she was dolled out to the nines, wearing a wispy little black chiffon number that was mid thigh in length, sleeveless, and cut low enough to show off some fabulous cleavage. She wore dark black stockings and four inch black velvet stilettos with an ankle strap. She accessorized with a gold chain around her hips, some wrist bangles and a black and gold choker. Kelly had her hair fluffed out in a wild, abandon look and she wore her makeup dark and slutty, with ruby red lipstick. She looked amazing and took my breath away. "Hey, you look great!" She told me, as I stood there with my jaw hanging open. "So do you, Wow!" I somehow managed to spit out. "Do I really look okay? Not too over the top?" she asked. "No, really! Your perfect! I have never seen you like this before. You look amazing," I stammered on. "You clean up pretty good yourself," she complimented while punching my arm like a school buddy. That was to remind me that she was not my date, just my friend. I was having a rough time concentrating on driving to the club, constantly being distracted by Kelly's full cleavage and her sexy legs. Her scent was also very alluring. I was sweating. I opened Kelly's door and got a great leg show for my effort. She held my arm as we entered the dark, noisy, smoke filled room. Every guy we passed gave Kelly a thorough once over. She grinned politely at every one we passed. I was beginning to feel proud for a change. They must have all figured that she was wife or girlfriend. We found a table near the main stage but not too close. The cute waitress brought us our drinks quickly, and we made short work of them. We watched the parade of dancers go buy and enjoyed the lovely dark haired Russian girl on the stage. Kelly seemed perfectly at ease and completely comfortable in the unfamiliar surroundings. We ordered another round and as the drinks were arriving the DJ announced the next dancer, Erika! Erika paraded in and did her strut to the stage with a huge grin and exuding electricity. Kelly paid close attention as the tiny little redhead bounced up onto the stage and began her routine to the tune of Wild Thing by Prozzak. My head went back and forth between Erika and looking at Kelly's expression. Kelly had her eyes locked on the young dancer. Part way into her number Erika spotted me and made eye contact. She winked at me, as was her custom. Finally Kelly spoke, "Wow! She is cute! And a fantastic dancer." Erika's second song started, Sex on Wheels by the Thrill Kill Cult. During this song, most of the laundry came off and Erika made a point of locking eyes with Kelly several times. I noticed Kelly beginning to blush. "I think she likes you," I teased. She had no response. The crowd roared their approval after the second song. During the third song, Justify My Love by Madonna, the customers traditionally start tipping the dancer. I pulled out a five-dollar bill and handed it to Kelly. "I usually tip a five for the floor show," I told her. "You want me to give it to her?" Kelly asked with a tone of shock in her voice. I sheepishly nodded. "I'm not going up on the stage!" she insisted. "You don't have to, just hand it to her, she'll thank you, it's simple," I lied to her. The crowd suddenly got much loader and Kelly and I turned to see why. Erika was staring at our table and was pointing at Kelly. As Kelly acknowledged her, Erika crooked her finger and summoned my date to the stage. Feeling the crowd pressure, Kelly nervously made her way to the side of the stage with the fiver in her hand. Kelly held the bill out in her outstretched hand. Erika shook her head, and pointed to Kelly's breasts. Kelly looked back at me with confusion on her face. I made a gesture signaling for her to stuff the bill between her boobs. She turned back to the stage and did as instructed, shoving the lucky bill down between her heaving mounds. Erika signaled Kelly again to move closer. Standing inches away, Erika gently leaned forward and softly kissed Kelly on her breast. Kelly stayed still and Erika moved over to do the same on the other boob. She then took the bill between her teeth, and slowly removed it from its fleshy trap. Erika's hands pushed up on Kelly's breasts to accent the overflowing cleavage. She didn't release her hold on Kelly and after turning her head to spit the bill out onto the stage; she pulled Kelly to her and planted her open mouth square on Kelly's lips. Kelly was a bit shocked but with the overwhelming approval of the crowd, she allowed Erika to kiss her. It was no sisterly kiss either. Erika really was going to town and Kelly reciprocated by sucking the tongue of the pretty stripper. The make out session lasted nearly thirty seconds. When Kelly returned to the table her face was bright pink. I had never seen her so off her game. She was usually a pillar of control. The crowd really loved the show, as did I. "Bastard!" she said with a smile. I tried to hold in my laugh. Erika made her way off the stage after her third number and immediately came over to our table. She was buck naked with the exception of her platform shoes and body glitter. She giggled as she started to apologize to Kelly for centering her out. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you, my name is Erika," she said, almost ignoring me. "Hi, I'm Kelly, a friend of Marty's, he's told me so much about you. You're very pretty and your show was extremely sexy," She started to ramble. "You two want to go sit somewhere more private?" Erika asked Kelly, again barely acknowledging my presence. Kelly looked at me for an answer. The look in her eyes told me that she was still curious so I nodded and winked. "Ok, sounds good to me, it's too loud in this room to talk," Kelly justified. Erika held out her hands to each of us. We got up and walked hand in hand with Erika in the middle of us to the V.I.P. room. We found a nice comfortable couch and the waitress took our drink order. "Two cranberry vodkas and a Keith's please," I asked. "And two Sambuccas," Erika added. Erika had parked her butt beside Kelly and it was a rather tight squeeze. Her hand sat on Kelly's stocking clad thigh as she asked, "So what has he told you about me?" "Well, he did say that you were beautiful and sexy, but I had no idea..." "Did he tell you how much I like girls?" Erika interrupted. "Well, he did mention something, but I don't know..." Kelly started rambling. By that time a song had started and Erika slid herself out of her seat and straddled Kelly's lap, rather aggressively. Our drinks had arrived and I paid for them. Erika handed Kelly the shot of Sambucca and they did a 'cheers' before downing the drinks. Erika's hips gyrated and grinded and Kelly placed her hands on them to steady the young dancer. Erika slid forward a bit so that Kelly's hands slipped onto her ass. Erika's well-practiced move brought a smile to her face and a blush from Kelly. Kelly was going to take her hands away but Erika forced her to leave them there. Kelly then began taking the liberty to fondle that perfect little caboose. When Erika sensed that her prey was warming up, she gently placed a finger under Kelly's chin and very closely whispered to her, "Now, where were we?" With that, Erika's mouth closed in on Kelly's and very softly planted a kiss. Kelly closed her eyes and relaxed her mouth as she allowed Erika's tongue to explore her mouth. The kiss was as passionate and beautiful as any I had ever seen. The kiss began to get hot and heavy as Erika gyrated her naked body all over my business partner. Kelly let her hands explore deep into the crevasse of the Erika's ass. I could see her manicured fingertips probing into the pussy and ass of the hot little vixen. Erika encouraged her by humping on her fingers and working her lip lock even more aggressively. Erika brushed Kelly's long blond hair away from her face and held her head in her hands. They continued making out until the song ended. As the music died down Erika turned her face away from Kelly to look at me. Both hers and Kelly's lipstick was smeared all over each other's face. I had the most painful hard on of my entire life. She looked at me is if waiting for something. I realized what her dilemma was and produced a roll of fifty- dollar bills from my pocket. She smiled and reached to take Kelly's hand from her crotch. During the break Erika held Kelly's hand and slowly and seductively licked her fingers clean. Kelly never took her eyes off of the pretty seductress. When the music started up again, Erika returned Kelly's hand to her bum. She leaned into Kelly again and once again shoved her tongue into the blond bombshell's mouth. Kelly could taste Erika's juices on her tongue and eagerly sucked it clean. Erika worked Kelly's mouth for a while longer, then she pulled back to catch her breath as she raised herself up a bit so that her perky breasts were in Kelly's face. Kelly instinctively licked the dancer's titties and took a nipple into her mouth. She sweetly sucked on Erika's nipples one at a time while at the same time she finger fucked her. Erika was enjoying her attention and also teasing me. She raised herself up higher and Kelly licked Erika's belly. As Kelly licked Erika's belly button the song ended. Erika looked over at me and I signaled for her to continue. She smiled and continued humping Kelly's fingers. While Erika had a sip of her drink Kelly took the opportunity to suck her own fingers clean in much the same way as Erika had done earlier. Erika asked, "Do you like it?" Kelly nodded. "Want some more?" Erika asked while stroking the Kelly's blond hair. Kelly again nodded. I was so jealous of her at this point. The next song started and Erika got up off her knees and stood on the couch. She took hold of Kelly's head and pressed her face into her belly again. Kelly began licking down until she reached Erika's pubic mound. Erika lifted her opposite leg and slid it over Kelly's shoulder. Soon I could see Kelly's tongue slip between the lips of Erika's closely groomed snatch and bury itself deep inside. Erika groaned in ecstasy. Kelly tongued her dancer's pussy as she continued fingering her tight ass. Erika held Kelly's head in place as she humped her face. Her clit rode Kelly's lip. Erika looked at me with drowsy eyes saying, "You girlfriend gives great face!" She was face fucking her more than anything and this went on during the entire song until Erika shuddered in orgasm, soaking Kelly's face with her love juice. She eventually flopped herself down trying to catch her breath. Kelly's face was a sticky mess. "Wow, I haven't come like that in like forever!" Erika moaned. With that she sat up and had a drink. Kelly had one too. Erika then began licking Kelly's face and started working down toward her breasts. Erika cupped the very large puppies in her hands and pushed them up so that they spilled out of her bra. Erika licked her way to Kelly's erect nipple and gave it a long suck before going over to the other one. She then looked into Kelly's eyes and clearly said, "I want to eat your pussy!" Kelly nodded. Erika positioned Kelly so that her dress was up over her hips. Kelly looked sexy with her stocking tops exposed and her black silk panties sucked up into her damp pussy. Erika got onto her knees on the carpeted floor and eased Kelly's legs apart with her hands. Erika began kissing Kelly's thighs and licked her pantied covered crotch. Kelly writhed in anticipation. Erika pulled Kelly's panties to the side and revealed her wet lips. "Wow, you're a real blond," Erika giggled. Kelly giggled too until she felt Erika's tongue touching her clit. Kelly sucked in a deep breath and moaned out slowly. Erika's long tongue knew its way around a pussy and she did her magic on Kelly. Kelly's heels dug into Erika's back and her fingers ran through the long red curls on top of her head. Kelly humped back at Erika's tongue. Erika had obviously done this many times before because Kelly loved every second of it. My pants were about to split from excitement. I knew if I touched it, even just a little, it would explode. Kelly writhed and bucked as she came on Erika's face. The little expert kept sucking my friend's clit until she stopped shaking. If it weren't for the music volume, everyone in the place would have heard Kelly scream. As the song ended, Erika released Kelly's clit and sat up for a drink. A waitress appeared soon after and informed Erika that she was due on stage again in fifteen minutes. Erika said that she had to go and gave Kelly one more kiss. I slipped Erika three hundred. She smiled and kissed my cheek as she dashed from the room. Now, I didn't know what to say to Kelly, I was still in shock. It was a slightly awkward moment as I watched her straighten her dress and shove her boobs back into her bra. I just sipped my drink and sat there uncomfortably. Finally Kelly picked up her drink and chugged it down quickly. "Come on, let's get out of here!" she told me with authority. I knew our arrangement would be different from that moment on. I was at a loss for words as we found my car in the lot. As soon as we got in I looked over at her for some kind of communication. She was staring back at me with a devil's eye. "Are you jealous?" was all she asked. "Well, yes... a bit. But wow, I am so impressed by..." I had started before Kelly stopped me by placing a finger on my mouth. I could still smell the sweet fragrance of Erika's pussy on it. Kelly leaned over to me and replaced her finger with her lips. She kissed me softly and tenderly. I could taste Erika on her lips. Kelly allowed her tongue to drift into my mouth. I sucked on it softly. We kissed affectionately for a few minutes until she stopped it. Kelly turned in her seat and placed her ankles up on my shoulders. Her dress rode up onto her hips again and she placed her hand on my bald head. Kelly forced my head down between her thighs. "I'm still really fucking horny baby, I hope you don't mind," Kelly confessed. Kelly's little black panties were wet and partly torn from inside. She grabbed hold of them and gave a tug, ripping the side and they came right off in her hand. It was a very sexy move. Her pink pussy had a glistening sheen on it as my mouth soon found it's new home. She moaned as I eagerly started lapping at her snatch. I ate her as if she was my last meal. My tongue found the spots that Erika's tongue had found just moments before. Kelly humped my face like she did with the stripper. She was hot and wet. I loved her flavor. Kelly began quaking and shaking and her thighs clamped tightly on my face. Her silky stockings brushed my head as I ate her through orgasm. Kelly didn't miss a beat and pulled me up to her and planted her mouth on mine as she fumbled for my zipper. My cock was in pain and begging for relief. "Marty, I need you to fuck me, I need to fuck right now!" I had never heard her like this before, but since I was being a gentleman, I had no choice but to grant the lady her request. Now, I had to concentrate on not blowing my load too quickly. I was a lit firecracker. I undid my pants and pushed them down to my knees. Kelly didn't wait for me. She rolled me over and straddled me, placing her hot box onto my swollen member. She grunted as she impaled herself on me in one quick thrust. I almost lost it right away. Luckily, she grinded herself down on me for a minute or two, which allowed me to catch my breath and concentrate. Kelly then started bouncing up and down on my pole, using me as her personal fuck toy. She was wild with abandon. Kelly was unhinged, flailing all over the place. Her long blond locks whipped back and forth covering her face. Finally, I could hold it no longer and grunted as I thrust up into her and launched a massive load into Kelly's womb. "Oh ya honey, I needed that!" Kelly panted. "Me too Kelly, me too," I sighed. After a few minutes of repose, we sat up and straightened our cloths. I started up my engine and we drove away. The ride back to Kelly's place was very quiet, not from awkwardness but from a blissful contentment. I walked her to her door. "Do you want me to come in?" I asked. "Better not. Don't get me wrong. It's not you personally, I just feel like we have to maintain our business relationship so we should call this what it was, an act of passion," she answered logically. "It was a fucking awesome act of passion," she added. I smiled. Kelly was right. No matter how far over the office policy line we had stepped, we had to go back to our professional relationship. I kissed Kelly in a very sisterly way before heading back to the car. After everything, I had to say to myself, "Well, at least I had sex with Kelly." The next morning was as rough as any Friday morning yet. This time I could at least savor the fact that Kelly was in the same boat as me. My only dilemma would be Donny. What would I tell him about it? He would no doubt ask me. I decided to wait for a sign from Kelly or just try to brush it under the carpet. Kelly showed up looking fresh as daisies. She wore a white lace top and a grey business skirt with her three inch black heels. Her hair was back to its normal conservative style and she wore glasses but still looked radiant. I got the customary "Good morning," as if nothing was any different. Donny was eagerly waiting for the details with a hot coffee in his hand. "Well, spit it out! How was last night?" he pried. I didn't know how to respond. I turned to look at Kelly for some support. I didn't want to outright lye to my friend. "Donny, you should have been there! You would have had one of your fantasies fulfilled," Kelly started. My mouth opened in shock. She was going to tell him! "Marty was right, Erika does love her ladies," she went on acting like the cat who just caught a mouse. "So she actually went through with it, eh?" Donny asked me red faced. "She told me that she was going with you last night but I was sure that she would chicken out," he continued. "Did she really do anything with the dancer?" Donny asked again in disbelief. "Oh ya! She was a real trooper!" I informed him. "I still can't believe what I saw. I can't describe it, you would have to have been there," I teased. "What about you? Did you get any action?" Donny pried, looking for more answers. I almost choked on my coffee, considering what Kelly and I had done in the car. I looked at Kelly again for some kind of signal. She was looking down at the papers on the table and bighting her tongue. "Me? No, unfortunately it was the same old status quo for me. Erika only plays with the girls," I told him. At least that much was the truth. I realized that Kelly did not want to tell Donny about our activity in the car afterwards. "Oh ya, Erika is definitely only into girls!" Kelly emphasized again. "Does this mean, you're going to be lesbian from now on?" Donny joked with Kelly, ducking as he awaited her reply. She didn't throw anything at him. "I had fun, she was cute, and it was a one time thing, that's all!" Kelly replied. "Damn! Now I'm never going to see it," Donny kept up. He then turned back to me, "I'm sorry, I'm being insensitive, I know you really have a thing for this chick. You spent all this time and money on this girl and get nothing out of it. Kelly meets her for the first time and five minutes later they are lips to lips and lips to lips," he continued to joke. "I guess the only way you'll ever get to first base with this chick is if you magically turn into a broad somehow, right?" It was like a light bulb going on over my head. I must not have been the only one thinking the same thought. "It might work you know," Kelly answered. "Maybe with the right dress, shoes, and a wig..." Donny started. "Oh, I know I could do his makeup to look real..." Kelly added. "Hang on a minute! Wait one second. Are you suggesting that I dress up like a girl?" I gulped, knowing full well that I had done so in private on many occasions. Those times were private ones and they never involved going out in public. It was getting caught in Alyson's lingerie and stockings that made her walk out on me. My hobby had cost me my only serious relationship that I ever had. Still, it was a brilliant idea. "Seriously, you have nice full lips, big eyes, and a soft face. With the right makeup and wig in the dark light, I can make you look like a real woman," Kelly exclaimed as if venturing onto a new project. "Marty, you always have had a small frame, I've seen you at the gym. You have a round enough ass and hips, but a small upper body. Look how small your wrists are. You could pass as a woman," Donny proclaimed, totally shattering my already self-conscious attitude about my own masculinity. "Oh, I know the perfect dress for you to wear," Kelly shouted enthusiastically. "Hold on, I am not walking alone into that club dressed like a girl," I stressed. "Oh, I'm going with you, as your husband or boyfriend. I have to see this for myself now. You guys have had all the fun so far. I want to watch this girl in action up close," Donny proclaimed. "It's settled then, Marty, I'll arrange a manicure and pedicure appointment. We are taking Thursday afternoon off to get you ready. Be at my place at two and we'll get started. I have to go shopping, what shoe size are you? I'll get your measurements myself," Kelly rambled. "I can pick you up at nine o'clock at Kelly's place. We'll head to the club from there," Donny added. It was done. They had made my decision for me. I quietly went about business for the rest of the day. All weekend, I did not sleep well in anticipation of what was coming up. On Thursday, I had my nail appointment that Kelly had set up. Two very pretty Chinese ladies worked for an hour on my fingernails and toes. They glued on long nails that looked magnificent, with airbrushed paint, a pink and purple pattern that looked very sharp. They worked hard on my rough feet, scraping away a layer of dry skin, massaging and moisturizing them and finally applying the same pink and purple polish on the nails. After everything had set, I made my way to Kelly's place already feeling very feminine. Kelly had everything ready for me; first she inspected my nails, and was very pleased with the results. "Okay, first thing, into the tub, but keep your nails out of the water. I'll be in with the razors," Kelly told me. Razors meant that I was going to loose all my body hair. I was about to get even more feminine yet. Kelly was true to her word. She entered the bathroom while I lay naked in the hot bath water. She produced three razors. First she shaved my chest, armpits, and miscellaneous body hair. The second razor shaved my legs clean, including my ass and balls. By the time we got to my neck and face I had grown a thick hard on from all the attention. When we finished I felt extremely smooth. "Oh, Marty, we can't have that," Kelly said while staring at my erection. "We can't continue like this, we'll just have to get rid of it," Kelly sighed as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed my entire six inches in one swift motion. The girl had talent. I had never had a blowjob before and there I was, experiencing a deep throat massage >from my blond colleague. Kelly backed her mouth off to the tip and massaged my shaft with her hand. She put her fingers into her mouth and got them nice and wet. Kelly then eased her mouth back onto my smooth cock again taking it very deep. Her fingers slipped under my balls and along my scrotum until they found my asshole. The tips of her fingers circled my rim and then very gently pushed inside. I was amazed how good it felt. Her fingers gradually spread me open until she was able to slide them in and out with ease. I was very close to cumming. Kelly's mouth was very wet and very warm. She drew back again so that just the head was in her mouth and used her mouth like a vacuum to suck on it. At the same time Kelly buried her fingers deep into my bum and pressed them on my prostate gland. I looked down at her and she was staring back at me with her bright blue eyes opened wide. The sensations were overwhelming and I lost control, unleashing a torrent of hot cum into Kelly's mouth. Eagerly, she swallowed it all without missing a beat. "MMM, that was quite a load," Kelly remarked after her throat was clear. I had no other response other than, "Wow!" We then got serious about feminizing me again. Next came the painful task of plucking my eyebrows. Luckily for me, mine were pretty sparse and fair to start with. Then came a full moisturizing of my body and face followed by powder. Then Kelly started applying makeup. She was far more methodical than I ever was doing it on my own. First came a gel to smooth out the lines on my face, then a cover up foundation, mainly over my chin area to hide the bluish tint of my facial hair. She then added a coloring foundation and powder to give me the right overall look. Next, Kelly got out some very large and bold eyelashes and glued them securely to my eyelids. Eyeliner followed, then the eye shadowing began. Kelly used several different colors to blend a very erotic look to my eyes. She then used an eyebrow pencil to shape my brows in a very feminine bow. Blush was added to my cheekbones very softly. "I'll wait until your dressed to do the mascara and lipstick," Kelly informed me, stating that it could get ruined by the cloths as well as marking the material. Kelly proceeded to pull out my wardrobe for the evening. First was the corset. I was already very slim in build but the corset gave my figure a more feminine shape by pulling in at my waist and adding flare to my hips. It was black and silky and even as tightly as it was laced to me, it felt very sexy. Next came the bra, a black silky number with padded push up cups. To stuff them, Kelly had purchased a pair of fake boobs made of silicone. They made me about a C cup. Next came the stockings; a beautiful pair of Cuban cut, seamed black stockings that attached to the garters on my corset. I told her how incredible they felt on my freshly shaved legs. Kelly then produced the shoes I would wear; a pair of black velvet stilettos with four-inch heels and open toes. They had wide straps that went around my ankles. When Kelly brought out the black silk panties for me to put on I had produced another erection. I felt embarrassed about it but Kelly didn't seem to mind as once again she wrapped her mouth around it and gave me another unbelievable blowjob. She performed the same routine as before, pushing her wet fingers inside me and massaging my prostate while sucking on just the head. The results were the same too. I came down Kelly's throat in only a few minutes. Once she licked it clean, Kelly pushed the head of my deflated member up between my legs and 'tucked' it away as she pulled up my panties, which were a snug fit. "That should help if you get excited later, at least it won't show," Kelly told me. "You can't let Erika up under your skirt if you don't want to get discovered. Tell her that you're on your period, she'll understand," she added. Good advice. Kelly then pulled out my dress. It was a pretty mid thigh number, made of silk and lace. The top part had a scoop neck line but was snug enough to not show any cleavage. It had dark crimson colored silk roses on black lace backing. The sleeves were loose, transparent black with button down cuffs. The lower part of the dress was a tight black Lycra with a lace trim on the bottom. Kelly zipped me up in the back. I felt so incredibly pretty and sexy with it on. As I looked into the mirror, I saw the body of a hot woman. There was no trace of a man at all. Kelly had me walk around for a while to get used to the shoes and dress. She was surprised to see how skilled I was. Unaware of my private practicing, she must have thought that I was a natural. She did give me some pointers on acting, posturing, and talking more lady like. Finally we got to my wig. It was a strawberry blond, slightly longer than shoulder length and swept back. There were four tape lines inside the wig that Kelly applied glue to. The wig stuck firmly to my barren scalp. The bangs came down to my eyes and cut off my peripheral vision. Kelly got her brush, pick, and hair spray to touch up the details on the wig and hold everything in place. Final touches were next placing mascara and doing my lips. She coated my lips with foundation, added liner, filled in a dark crimson base, highlighted with a softer rose and covered with clear gloss. We accessorized with a three strand pearl choker, cameo earrings, and a silver ankle bracelet. I looked fucking sexy! "Your lips won't smear with that on. If you get lipstick on your face it will be Erika's," Kelly informed me. She made the presumption that we would actually get that far. I could not get over how much of a woman I really looked like. "Let's get some perfume on you. Alfred Sung's Shi I think should work for you I think," she said. Kelly spayed a whiff of perfume on me that smelled like fresh peaches. Kelly gave me a little purse with some essentials in it including; lip gloss, compact, glue, a spare pair of stockings and a tampon for effect. The doorbell rang moments later with the arrival of Donny. Time really flies when you're having so much fun. Kelly let him in. He was wearing a sharp grey, Italian suit jacket and trousers with a black shirt. He gave Kelly a kiss on the cheek and handed her a red rose. He had another in his other hand that he had brought for me. When I walked into the foyer Donny's jaw dropped. His eyes were as wide open as vice in Las Vegas. I suddenly had a feeling of power, one that women usually have over me most of the time. "Good evening sir," I said in my most polished girly voice. Donny's hand reached out with the rose. "For me?" I asked coyly with a big smile. Donny continued to stare and say nothing. I did a turn to give him a full look. Finally, he spoke, "Is that really you Marty?" "I think from now on, we should call HER, Mary. What do you think?" Kelly implied. "Right, Mary it is," Donny complied. "I can't believe my eyes! Wow!" Donny went on. "Okay, quit drooling lover boy, time for you two to get going," Kelly insisted. As we were heading out the door Kelly fussed with my hair a bit more saying, "you look beautiful, don't worry, your going to be great, just have fun with it." "Make sure you have her home by midnight or she turns into a pumpkin!" Kelly yelled from the door as we got into Donny's SUV. "Whatever Mom," I yelled back. Donny and I made it to the club with the entire trip consisting of him complimenting me on how good I looked. I was eating up the attention. Usually, I am hardly ever noticed. I never get complimented on my appearance. Donny had been a friend of mine for many years now, and I had never seen him act so vulnerable. "So what are we, we can't be married, or engaged," I stated, showing my left hand void of any rings. "Oh, I like your fingernails, very pretty," he said absently. I looked back at him in disbelief. "Oh, I'm sorry, I guess we can be boyfriend and girlfriend. Let's say we have been dating three months," he answered. "Make it six months, but we don't live together," I corrected him. That being settled, Donny parked and got out first so that he could come around and open my door. He held out his hand to help me down. I felt like a princess. I took his arm by the elbow to walk in but he instead wrapped his arm around my shoulder possessively so I put my arm around his waist. Private Eyes was as dark, loud and smoke filled as usual. The place was packed and we had trouble finding a table. We must have done two full laps around the club before finding one. All the while I could feel the stares of the other men in the place. Their stares burned into my ass. I loved the feeling that I was the source of so much attention since I was so used to being so invisible. Donny and I eventually got a decent table. He surprised me by holding out my chair and helping me in; acting like a real gentleman. I almost blushed. We sat through three dancer's shows and consumed a few drinks in the process. I made sure to have a girly drink instead of a beer. I never knew vodka and cranberry tasted so nice. Most of the dancers acknowledged my presence but none made an effort to make me part of her show. Finally, the DJ announced, "Okay guys, and you ladies, please give a warm Private Eyes welcome for the lovely Erika!!!!" Erika strutted out wearing her customary white hot pants and halter-top, and silver platform sandals. As she approached the stage, her eyes searched the crowd. She had a look of disappointment on her face. I wondered if she was upset because 'Marty' was not there to see her. When Erika's eyes made contact with mine, I turned away a little apprehensively. As I looked back I noticed a faint smile on her face. Erika worked the crowd as she usually did. Her show was as spectacular as ever. During the third song she was taking tips from the men who sat along the rail. She made eye contact with me; the only 'female' anywhere near the stage and made the summoning gesture with her finger as she had done the week before with Kelly. "Give me five bucks!" I whispered to Donny. After a moment of hesitation, he produced a blue note that I quickly grabbed and took with me to the stage side. I pranced over in a practiced feminine walk. The crowd was getting excited in anticipation. The cheering grew louder as I placed the five-dollar bill between my teeth and awaited my fate. My dress was tight enough and the neckline was high enough that she could not make me place it in my cleavage like she did with Kelly. I had seen this move with the money in the mouth before and felt pretty safe that it would work. Erika slid herself to the edge of the stage and grabbed the back of my head. My wig was very secure and stuck tight thankfully. She forced my head between her firm breasts and rubbed them all over my face. She then raised herself up and lifted a leg over my shoulder and shoved her little red patch in my face. I could feel the little bristle pubic hairs tickling my nose. I had never been so close to her promised land before. She humped my face a few times for the crowd's amusement. The crowd's approval was off the Richter scale. She wasn't quite done yet. Erika then slid herself down so that we were face to face. Her nose touched mine and her glimmering green eyes were only inches from mine. She plucked the money from my mouth with her teeth as I felt her soft warm lips graze against mine. It was the closest we had ever been together and I was paralyzed with shock. Erika turned her head and spit the money out on the stage. By then the song had stopped playing I figured it was over but she had not released my head yet. She faced me again and without warning planted a firm kiss right on my open mouth. I immediately felt her tongue invade the inside and caress my tongue. For a moment I could not hear the crowd noise, I was in my own little heaven. After what felt like forever, but was really only thirty seconds, Erika released my head and smiled at me. She turned to collect her tips and clothes while I returned to my table. "Wow, you should see the look on your face," Donny told me as I sat down. I pulled out my compact to check my face in the mirror, partly to see if there was any makeup damage and also to see what Donny was talking about. My makeup was fine other than some of Erika's lipstick smudged on my face. He was right about the look however; an effervescent glow that you rarely see except on pregnant women. Erika put on her clothes and started searching the room. She ignored guys who tried to get her attention. She was like a hound dog on a fixed scent. As I adjusted my face, Erika approached our table. She looked a little disappointed at first but she quickly warmed up to us. Donny introduced himself and me as his girlfriend Mary. "Shall we go somewhere less noisy and more comfortable," the young dancer invited. Of course we were going to follow, that was our plan. Erika grabbed our hands and we walked back to the couch where a week previous I had witnessed the greatest display of my life. So far, I felt very confident about passing as a woman. In the dark bar, no one gave me reason to think otherwise. Erika's moves were a polished routine. We had drinks and as we received our order, Donny paid the waitress and produced a roll of fifties that I had instructed him to bring. Erika leaned close to Donny and whispered in his ear. He looked at the money in his hand and nodded at her instructions. She was obviously giving him the financial details of the private dances. She then turned her attention to me. She sat with her leg rubbing against mine and her hand softly stroked my arm. "Would you like me to dance for you Mary?" I smiled devilishly and nodded. Erika straddled my lap and began gyrating to the music. She leaned forward and pressed her body into mine. She lifted her hair to expose the ties on her halter- top. "Want to undo me honey?" Erika breathed into my ear. My shaking hands carefully untied the two knots holding her top on. She danced some more before climbing off my lap and standing in front of me. She presented her backside to me and invited me to take hold of her shorts. I grabbed them at the hips and slowly peeled them down off of her ass and to the floor. The pretty smell of her legs hypnotized me. Erika carefully backed up a little so that as I raised my head, my face bumped into her firm round bum. I took the liberty to give it a soft, loving kiss. Erika giggled and swiftly turned around, pushed me back on the couch. The now naked girl climbed back onto my nylon- covered lap and started gyrating again. Every once and a while part of Erika's body would touch my face and would use the opportunity to kiss her exposed flesh. She made no effort to stop me. Near the end of the song she moved her mouth close to my ear and whispered, "Did you like the kiss I gave you before?" I anxiously murmured a reply, "Uh-huh, yes!" With that, Erika took hold of my face and brought her mouth to meet mine. Gently I reached for her lips with my own. I kissed her softly, like a woman and she responded eagerly. I had wanted to kiss her for months. It seemed so different as a girl. Erika was the aggressive one, while I sucked on her tongue like a porn star would on a huge cock. As the music faded away, Erika turned to Donny to ask if we should continue. I looked over at him for the first time since we started. He looked flushed with excitement. His eyes were as wide as a bug's. He gave Erika the signal and she quickly returned to our little make out session even before the music started up again. I allowed my hands to softly scratch Erika's back as they slid down to her rump. I firmly grasped her cheeks and squeezed them as I had wanted to for such a long time. She moaned her approval into my mouth as we kissed. The music started up again and my private dancer wiggled on my lap while we kissed. I could feel the heat being generated by her crotch on my legs. She was really getting excited. So was I. I was glad that I was firmly tucked away in my panties or I would have made a real display of myself. We continued kissing for a minute or two until Erika lifted herself up so that her breasts were squarely in my face. I didn't hesitate to scoop her upturned nipple into my mouth and suck on it like a newborn. She really liked it. I could feel the dampness of her pussy on my finger that had 'accidentally' slipped between her thighs from the back. She loved that too and began humping my finger. I switched to Erika's other tit and gave it a nice long tongue bath as well. When the song ended, I pulled my finger from her soaking wet crotch and brought it to my lips. Erika watched my eyes closely as I slowly inserted my finger into my mouth and licked it clean. I never diverted my eyes from hers. Erika grinned wide like a Cheshire cat. "Do you like it?" she asked. I nodded. "Want some more?" she grinned. I nodded more emphatically. The music started again and Erica kissed me hard. She ran her tongue deep inside my mouth and pulled my tongue out with her lips. She sucked it up and down like a cock. She pressed her body into my face as she climbed up. I licked every inch of her that my tongue could reach. Soon her pretty little pussy was brushing against my nose. Her leg was over my shoulder like it was earlier. This time my mouth was free to lick her as much as I wanted. She had the tastiest, sweet little honey pot I could ever imagine. I lost myself sucking and licking her clit. My tongue dove deep inside her, fucking her. She was unbelievably hot inside and so very wet. When I returned to sucking her proud little clit, Erika grabbed the back of my blond head and forced herself hard against my chin. I could feel her body shake and quiver and knew that I was giving her a fantastic orgasm. I could hear her moaning and shrieking over the music. I was afraid the entire bar would hear her. The music had died down long before Erika's body finally went limp and slouched down into my waiting arms. We nuzzled and snuggled for a moment. "Sweetie, thank you! I really enjoyed that," Erika told me with a trance like expression. "I want to do the same for you baby," she purred while softly licking my ear. "I'd love that too, but the timing isn't right," I pleaded in my best female voice while showing her the tampon wrapper in my purse. She seemed genuinely disappointed. My hand softly stroked her hair while my other hand rubbed her bum. I kissed her sweaty forehead. "Let me do you again, okay?" I asked. Erika began kissing me aggressively on the mouth, tasting her own juices. We necked until the music started up again and prompted my muse to begin moving. She lay back and let me kiss her legs from her hip to her toes. I allowed my tongue to lick her tiny toes, one at a time. I made a real show of sucking on her big toe, bobbing up and down on it. After that, Erika rolled over onto all fours on the couch. She was facing Donny. I kissed her round butt that was displayed before me and licked my way to her crack. She pushed her bum back towards my face and I licked little circles around her pink rosebud. She moaned her approval so I licked a bit deeper. While I rimmed Erika's ass I used my fingers to play with her clit, massaging it gently. "Dude, your girlfriend really likes my ass, her tongue is way up inside it," she teasingly told Donny. Donny had that shocked expression on his face again. I enjoyed teasing him so I made a big show of probing my long tongue in and out of Erika's asshole. I was having the time of my life. We continued our escapades for the next two songs. We did so much more kissing, rimming, and toe sucking and I ate Erika out to another ear splitting orgasm. The waitress then came with the inevitable news for Erika that she had fifteen minutes to get ready for the stage. She peeled herself off of my lap and waited for Donny to pay her. He held out two hundred for her but I reached into his pocket and pulled out another two hundred to add to the stack. Erika kissed me on the cheek and told me to come back and see her any time we wanted. "Make sure that you take care of your boyfriend tonight, he is as hard as polished oak," she added. While Donny finished his drink, I worked on my makeup, fixing the mess that Erika's pussy had made. It wasn't perfect but it would be passable enough. As I was working on it, I looked over and noticed what Erika was talking about. Donny's loose trousers were stretched tightly over a large object on his leg. I could tell how big it was as well as how thick, which was much bigger and thicker than mine. I moved my eyes back to my mirror to avoid getting caught staring at his unit. I too would have trouble standing and walking out but together we made it. Donny had his arm tight around my waist as we walked to his truck. "Holy fucking fuck Mary, what the fuck happened in there?" he finally asked in utter disbelief. "I know, pretty wild wasn't it," I responded keeping my fem voice. I could say nothing else; I could only smile. After helping me in, Donny got in as well but didn't start the engine right away. "That was so fucking sexy, do you realize how fucking sexy you are?" he began rambling. I made a mental note that he said, "I was fucking sexy." I was a bit of a loss about how to respond to that. Now a nervous habit, I opened a mirror and started working on my makeup again. After a very long pause, Donny started up the truck and pulled away. We headed back into the city. The silence was uncomfortable like it was the week before. "I'm still wired, how about we stop for a drink? I think this Marriott has a lounge," Donny said as we approached the hotel. Truth was he was right. The adrenaline was still in my system. I agreed. By now I was feeling very confident about passing as a woman and I played the part. I held onto my date closely as we entered the quiet hotel lounge. There were a small number of tourists spread out through the bar. We found a couple stools to sit on and ordered. I was still buzzing from the strip club, my heart racing a mile a minute. Donny stayed very close to me, keeping an arm around me protectively. I was a bit paranoid about my look and kept checking my mirror. "You look fine babe, really!" Donny assured me. "In fact, I think you look beautiful, and sexy!" he added while kissing me on the cheek. I was a little weirded out by that but it did help my confidence. The DJ put on a slow Sarah McLaughlin song and Donny encouraged me out to the dance floor. I tried to resist, but his mind was made up. I slowly sauntered out in order to avoid a scene. I had to walk much slower than usual with high heels and a tight dress on. It was unusual to dance with a man, but Donny pulled me close to his body and wrapped his arms tightly around me. We were very quiet as we swayed back and forth to the music. I relaxed and just let the music move me. I thought about things to say, but chose to keep my mouth shut and just enjoy the dance. Donny was really into it, pulling me tight and letting his hands roam over my backside. I was suddenly aware that he was seriously groping my ass. I opened my eyes to see some of the other people staring at us. Donny didn't seem to care, he kept squeezing my bum and breathing heavy into my ear. It was then that I noticed the sizable lump on Donny's leg that was pressing into my hip. I could not believe that he was still hard as a rock. I wanted to say something to him about it and turned to whisper something to him like, "hey, your drilling a hole into my leg," or something like that. As I turned my head and opened my mouth I was met by Donny's mouth pressing on mine. He kissed me! It was a very intense kiss and I decided to let him finish before giving him shit. I had to admit that he was a great kisser. He wasn't as rough as I thought he would be. His lips were surprising smooth and his tongue tenderly danced with mine. I was getting lost in it. When the song ended, Donny let loose his lip lock. I was dazed. "Were you going to say something?" he asked. "Huh, oh ya, I forgot, your uh, I mean my leg, I mean your, your hard on, I can feel it," I stammered out. Donny smiled and instead of pulling away he grabbed my hand and placed it on his pants where the tent was forming. "Nice, isn't it?" Donny sniggered. I blushed as I squeezed it softly. "It's really big!" I replied. "Oh, get a room!" we heard someone yell from not too far away. Half laughing I looked into Donny's brown eyes. He wasn't laughing. He looked very serious. His stare was going right threw me. "What do you think, should we?" he finally broke. I knew he wasn't kidding. I was in stunned silence. Our bodies were still moving to a now unknown song. My breathing was heavy and my silence was deafening. I could see the sweat forming on Donny's brow. Softly I muttered, "Okay." Donny placed his mouth on mine more forcefully this time and I eagerly began making out with him. It was a wet sloppy kiss and we finally broke it after a minute. I grabbed his hand and lead him from the dance floor and away from all the prying eyes. We grabbed our stuff and ran from the bar to the hotel lobby. I ran into the ladies room to straighten myself up while Donny booked a room. For a moment I was afraid I couldn't go through it because I was, "on my period" but had to shake my head. I was getting lost in the fantasy and forgetting that under all this makeup and the girly cloths I was still a man. The reality could not replace the feeling inside me that I was a girl for at least this one night. Besides, I was under strict orders from Erika to, "take care of my boyfriend." As I viewed my perfect lipstick in the mirror, I left the ladies room and waited for my date. Donny and I shuffled off very quickly to the elevator and stood silently on the ride up. We rushed to our room as fast as possible. Trying not to trip in my heels, I finally caught up to Donny as he opened the door to our room. Once inside we were like a couple of animals. He pinned me to the wall and kissed me fiercely. His hands were all over my body, squeezing my ass and my fake boobs. I helped pull off his jacket and started ripping at his shirt. My nails scratched his chest as the buttons flew in all directions. He forced my dress up so that the hem was at my hips. The naked skin of my thighs above the tops of my stockings grew goose bumps. I could feel Donny's hand's exploring over the nylons and skin of my legs up to the silk panties covering my bum. As I eagerly sucked his tongue, my fingers fumbled with his belt and zipper of Donny's pants. I eventually got them opened and Donny struggled to kick off his shoes and socks. He had to break our kiss for a second to finish taking them off and removing his pants and underwear. He stood before me wearing just his open shirt. Donny's body was flawless for a male, tone, fit, and smooth with a medium tan. Donny waited patiently for me to make a move. I leaned forward delicately and softly kissed his lips. I moved to his neck and licked my way to ear. I sucked gently on his earlobe. I could feel his protrusion pressing into my belly. I kissed his broad chest and stopped to bite his hard nipples. My tongue then traced a line down Donny's body through his navel to the top of his pubic hair. I had to lower myself to my knees to get where I was going. As I kissed here I felt the long, hard piece of meat bouncing against the bottom of my chin. I leaned back on my heels to get a look at it. His cock was much bigger than mine, longer and thicker. It was smooth looking and circumcised with a fat pink head. I was breathing heavily, anxiously deciding if I should commit to what I had started. I looked up at Donny and could see him smiling in anticipation. "What the fuck," I thought to myself and opened my mouth. I started by taking in just the head and sucking gently on it. Donny groaned with delight. After swirling my tongue around it I took hold of his pole and ran my wet tongue down the underside of it. When I reached his balls, I softly took them one at a time into my mouth and licked them all over. They felt very hard and full like they were ready to explode. He loved this treatment. "Oh baby, your mouth feels so good!" he informed me. "I want you to do that thing with your tongue like you did for Erika," he told me as he turned himself around and backed his butt up to my face. He wanted me to rim him. He actually had a pretty nice ass for a guy. It wasn't hairy and it was very firm. I had already gone this far so I figured I would just go for it. I started by kissing his ass cheeks and then teasingly licking a trail down the crack of his butt. He arched his back trying to get closer to my tongue. I used my hands to spread his cheeks and allowed my tongue to slowly circle his puckered opening. He seemed to really like it so I licked faster and when it was nice and wet I pushed the tip of my tongue inside. Donny moaned. I forced my tongue deeper into his asshole until my lips made a kiss print on his skin. I could feel him furiously beating his own cock as I licked in and out of his bum. He kept panting, "that's so good baby, I love that." I was really getting into it when he suddenly pulled himself away >from my face and turned around again. He was on a mission now as he took hold of my head and forced his cock into my mouth. I opened for him and he pushed it into my throat. It was in deep and I almost choked on it. He backed off a bit and shoved himself in deep again. Donny was intent on fucking my face. The banging at the back of my throat was rough and I was having a hard time breathing. I put my hands up to stop his aggressive fucking. "Sorry honey, I got a little carried away," Donny apologized as he removed his cock from my mouth. We both took a break to catch our breath. "You can't be comfortable down there," he went on taking hold of my hand and bringing me to my feet. It was true; we had not stepped more than six feet inside the room yet. Donny pulled me over to the big king size bed. He lay down on his back with a pillow behind his head making himself comfortable. I slowly crawled up onto my hands and knees like a cat stalking her prey. I made some purring and meowing sounds to add effect. I slowly moved in taking nips and bites from various parts of his body. I could see his long shaft standing arrow straight like a rocket waiting on the launch pad. Donny was enjoying my antics but he liked it even more when I finally got to his hard cock and began licking the shaft all over. He let me do the work. I kissed it in strategic places and sucked his balls some more. I licked my way up to the top and slobbered all over the big head like it was a lollipop. He was in heaven. I opened my lips again and slowly engulfed the large head. I sucked on it for a bit and let my throat muscles adjust. Then I filled my throat with his cock and plunged down on it getting more than half of the length in deep. I slid back up and slowly back down. As I gave