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Snow Bunny By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Myers Chapter 2 Mike walked with the girls down the hallway to the room with their work costumes. They walked to a large rack where everyone's costume was labelled with their name on it, and Ginny handed Mike his outfit. "Here you go, Monique," said Ginny, smiling. "It'll be fun working together." "Just relax, and be yourself, except now you're in a dress," said Lisa, whispering in his ear. "I'll try to watch out for you." "Come with me. and I'll help you change," said Ginny. Mike took his cocktail waitress outfit from Ginny and stared at it, shaking his head. He followed her into a dressing room as she pulled the curtain closed. Immediately, she stripped in front of him as he uncomfortably watched her quickly change into her outfit. "Sorry, I forgot for a second," said Ginny, noticing him staring at her in her bra and panties. "Hope I didn't make you too uncomfortable. It's no big deal anyway. You'll be seeing us like this all weekend anyway, now that you're one of the girls." "I guess," said Mike, smiling as her breasts were basically in his face as he sat while she knelt in front of him, pulling off his jeans and boots and rolling his hose up his legs. "Hands up, honey," said Ginny, pulling his sweater gently over his head. She took her time looking at his body as she carefully slipped his outfit over his head and pulled it down. She adjusted his cleavage slightly, and then tugged at the hem of the dress as he stood motionless. "Sorry, but I was curious," said Ginny, rubbing her fingers across his crotch and between his legs as she adjusted his hose. "They really do know how to hide that in there, don't they? Does that hurt?" "Not really, but I'm way too nervous to even know," replied Mike, surprised by her actions. "Good!" Ginny chuckled. "And now we are even for you basically undressing me with your eyes and staring at every inch of me while I changed." "Ok, fair enough," said Mike, having a laugh to relax for a moment as she strapped on his shoes. "Ok, let's go," Ginny said as she opened the curtain. "It's almost time. These shoes are not too bad, so I think you'll be fine." Ginny stepped out as Mike followed behind, slowly walking in his costume. Lisa smiled, seeing him as he walked over to her and Beth. "Be careful bending over if you drop anything," said Lisa, lecturing him. "Bend with your knees like a proper lady." "Monique and Ginny, please come here young ladies," said Vicky, spotting him. "Take a seat ladies, and let me do your makeup please." "Really? Why thank you Vicky," said Ginny, happy to get some attention. "Well, as cocktail waitresses, I have a theme I'd like to try on you two," said Vicky, immediately getting to work on Ginny. "It'll only take a moment ladies." Vicky got to work on Ginny, then alternated back and forth between them. She worked on pumping up their blush, brightening their lip color, and then carefully glued false eye lashes on them. "Ok, knock em dead, girls," said Vicky, tapping his thigh as she stood up. Mike took a deep breath as he stood up, gazing at his reflection next to Ginny. His face was now more heavily made up, with glistening candy apple red lips, dark red cheeks and eyelids, and big thick lashes. His makeup had been done in an identical scheme to Ginny's, as well as the other girls dressed as cocktail waitresses. His costume didn't seem too bad at first glance; having short sleeves, a full back and a rounded neckline, exposing a small amount of his pushed up cleavage. It was a navy blue color and made of a satin like material, and covered in sparking glitter. It had some delicate white lacy trim on the sleeves, and a small apron accessorizing the front. Vicky stood in front of him, moving his wavy blonde hair which rested nicely on his shoulders as she changed his big earrings to smaller, more subtle diamond studs. She took a barrette that matched his dress and pulled a small section of his hair back behind one ear and secured a large costume choker necklace across his small Adams apple. As she finished, he stepped back, now noticing that while his dress seemed fairly conservative on top, it was ultra short below; its tapered waistline flaring out and exposing ? of his legs. The hem of his dress had a few layers of crinoline swishing as he moved slightly, and he couldn't believe how long legged he looked in this outfit and his nude colored tights. His shoes were fairly low heeled black patent leather with two inch small thin heels and a strap across the front ending in a little buckle. "Knock em dead, Monique," said Vicky as she abruptly left, leaving him ready for his debut, as the room was filling up with people. "Let's go everyone," said Miss Adams. "To your stations please, we'll be opening the doors now." Mike hurried out of the room and down the hallway, following Ginny into the kitchen. They got in line with the other cocktail waitresses and were handed trays and sent into the reception area to cater to the guests. Mike took his tray and had no choice but to follow the line out into the reception area, and within moments he was through the doors and mingling with the guests. "Would you like an appetizer, sir?" said Mike, in his softest voice, as he began his work. He wandered through the crowd, gaining confidence as no one seemed interested in anything but what was on his tray. He filled his tray for the fourth time before his first uneasy moment, as he was startled to feel a pinch on his tush. Unable to speak after being goosed, he resisted making eye contact and continued to walk through the room. "Someone pinched my ass," he whispered to Ginny as he passed her. "Only one," said Ginny sarcastically, as she walked away. "Stop slacking off and smile more." After an hour, the guests were shuttled into the main dining room and Mike was now supplying drinks to tables. He served round after round while guests had their salad, macaroni, and then the main course before being called in with the other cocktail waitresses. "Ok ladies, everything is going wonderfully. Now go change into your evening gowns and then I'll provide you with your assignments," said Miss Adams. "Be back here in exactly ten minutes, and not a moment more!" Ginny grabbed Mike, dragging him back down the hall, where they both found their gowns with their names on them. "Does she think I'm Tootsie!" asked Mike, seeing his shimmering dark red gown. "Shut up and change," said Ginny, as she unzipped the back of his waitress dress and he slipped it off. He stepped into his gown, realizing how tight it was and quickly Ginny zipped it up his lower back. She knelt in front of him, helping him step into his shoes, and he instantly realized the change in height. She quickly unbuckled his choker and quickly inserted some long dangling earrings. She then changed her dress , and began dragging him away as she jumped into her shoes. Ginny was now in a forest green, form fitting gown, with silver stiletto pumps and huge silver chandelier earrings. Mike was now in a burgundy form fitting sequin covered gown and 4 inch stiletto strappy rhinestone covered silver sandals. His dress had a large rounded opening in back just above his bra strap, exposing quite a bit of his back, yet was closed in front and tightly displayed his large chest. It was sleeveless and had a long slit on his right leg, exposing it mid-thigh to the floor as he moved. His earrings were a single long strand of small diamonds that almost touched his shoulders, and his only other accessory was a large silver bangle on his left wrist and a large costume ring on each ring finger. Ginny grabbed his arm and basically dragged him down the hall as he wobbled in his higher heeled shoes. They arrived just in time, and he could see Lisa and Beth across the room, dressed in their evening gowns now and huddled with their groups. Miss Adams quickly walked through the crowd and handed them a small card with their guest's name on it. "Who did you get?" mouthed Lisa, without speaking to Ginny and Mike. "I got George Clooney! How exciting is that!" "I hate you," Mouthed Ginny, laughing. "I got a scientist and Mike got a director." "Ok, let's move everyone," said Miss Adams, opening the door. Mike followed the procession of women and stood silently at the back of the room, awaiting his turn. He noticed Lisa giving him a tiny wave from across the room as he smiled back, acknowledging him as she was standing with her group and was now in a long white gown and looking incredible. He waited as guest after guest was called up as he stood there watching them carefully, so he was sure to know what to do when his turn arose. He was certainly uncomfortable watching Lisa holding onto the arm of a famous actor, and seemingly enjoying the entire experience as they were laughing and whispering together. "And now we'd like to bring up renowned director and producer, Sebastian Alanne," said Miss Adams, as Mike's ears perked up at hearing his guest's name. He quickly took a deep breath and walked over to Sebastian's table. He smiled, making eye contact with his guest as Sebastian waited for him, holding his arm outward. "Good evening, dear," said Sebastian, immediately kissing his cheek. "It's my pleasure to meet you." "Thank you sir, and the pleasure is all mine," said Mike, politely. "I'm Monique." "You look ravishing, Monique," said Sebastian, as he began walking proudly with Mike on his arm, after giving him the once over. "My night has certainly just improved." Mike held his arm as he nervously walked with Sebastian. As they got to the stairs, Sebastian took his hand and carefully guided him up the stairs as he balanced in his stilettos, taking careful steps as he held part of the dress in the other, making sure not to step on it climbing each stair. He stood in the background as Sebastian spoke and held the award given to him by Miss Adams. As he concluded his brief speech, he walked up and handed Mike his award, turning him bright red as Sebastian hugged and kissed him on the cheek in front of everyone. Sebastian then inserted his fingers between Mikes as he walked off stage, holding hands to the applause of the audience. As they stood backstage, he noticed Lisa looking at him holding hands with Sebastian, and giving him some subtle little smiles. "You're doing great," mouthed Lisa, without speaking as she winked at him. It was even more uncomfortable for him as he looked back at her, seeing George Clooney continually whispering in her ear and standing with his arm around her as they shared laugh after laugh together. "I hope you don't mind me saying it, but you have beautiful eyes, Monique," said Sebastian, striking up some conversation. "Thank you sir," said Mike, meekly. "Please dear, call me Sebbe!" said Sebastian, rubbing his thumb gently on Mike's hand. "Of course sir," said Mike. "I mean, of course, Sebbe." "So, I am told you are a wonderful dancer. I read your bio they provided me and I see you are a very accomplished and well rounded young lady," said Sebastian. "I am so looking forward to our dance in a few moments." "I'm ok at best, but thank you," said Mike, again embarrassed. "I'm sure it will be very nice and that you're a fabulous dancer." "Ah, a modest young lady I see," said Sebastian, gently touching Mike's face with his free hand as he heard the music start. "I believe that is our queue!" The couples lined up, preparing to be announced as they headed to the dance floor. They waited their turn as each couple was being introduced. "The world renowned Sebastian Allane, and his lovely escort this evening, Miss Monique," said Miss Adams. Sebastian proudly entered the dance floor, immediately putting his left arm around Mike's waist and again wiggling his fingers between his right hand. They began slowly dancing, as Mike oddly had to adapt to the submissive part of ballroom dancing, immediately realizing that Sebastian was actually very adept in this fine art. Knowing the steps, he easily adapted and the dancing became second nature to him, until he realized he was being dipped downward. Sebbe held him delicately as he could feel his breath in his ear and on his neck, before he lifted him upwards again to a sigh of relief as the song ended. "Not just yet my sweet," said Sebbe as Mike thought they were finished. "I love this one." As a new slow song began, Sebbe drew him closer and he found himself slow dancing with his head on Sebbe's shoulder. It was crazy smelling a man's cologne as his nose pressed near his neck as he slowly took each step with Sebbe. "You really are a wonderful dancer," whispered Sebbe in his ear, as he felt a gentle kiss on his earlobe and then again on his neck. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you better during our time together this weekend." Mike took a deep breath, saying nothing as they danced, and soon the final slow song ended. Finally, the last song was a more upbeat tango, as Mike was now being spun gently around. He knew the dance, but certainly not like this as Sebbe was thoroughly enjoying himself as Mike was struggling to make sure not to miss a step as he followed along barely balancing in his stilettos. As the song concluded with a dip, Mike held on as Sebbe released him, leaving him to clutch his neck before putting his hand under Mike's neck. "Thank you, Miss Monique," said Sebbe, as he pulled him up, softly planting a brief but distinct kiss on the lips while Mike was suspended helplessly. "That was just incredible. You have made my evening most pleasureable." Mike shook his head, totally startled as he held Sebbe's arm and was led back to his table. As Sebbe took his seat, Mike released his arm and followed the girls to the back room. "Great job ladies," Miss Adams told Mike's group. "Change into your new costumes, serve dessert, and we'll be finished for this evening. Ok, everyone back in ten minutes please." Mike again followed Ginny to their dressing area, and he was still startled by what had happened. "So, how did it go?" said Ginny, as she unzipped him. "You really are some dancer. I saw a few of your moves and you're definitely one of the better dancers here." "Oh, it went ok I guess," said Mike, stepping out of his dress and shoes as Ginny handed him his waitress shoes from earlier, and some white thigh high stockings. "Oh better, those shoes were a killer." Mike quickly rolled the stockings up each leg and then stepped into the lower heeled cocktail waitress shoes, buckling the straps himself now. His dessert outfit was that of a one piece Bavarian waitress. On top, it had a white cotton blouse with short ruffled sleeves, and a square simple neckline. The top was attached to the skirt with an elastic waistline and a criss crossing of pink ribbons surrounding his midriff in a cute Bavarian vest. Beneath, it was a large green ruffled skirt with black and pink embroidery which flared out with some heavy underwire, and a few layers of white ruffles and had an attached small white apron. "My date is an absolute bore," said Ginny, as she quickly braided his hair on each side and attached a pink ribbon on each end! "No fucking personality. Yours looks like fun." "Oh yeah, just a thrill a minute," said Mike, sarcastically shaking his head from side to side as he was having fun with his new braided pig tails. "Oh please. I think you're really starting to enjoy this and I like you in that outfit. You make a cute German, or maybe Norwegian hostess," said Ginny, laughing as she began steering him down the hall. "Come on now, let's get our shift over with." "You must become a little quicker at changing, ladies," said Miss Adams, as she immediately ushered them back to work. "I'm sorry Miss Adams," said Ginny. "I had to braid her hair for her." Mike was handed a tray filled with chocolate covered pretzels and large pastries, and he made his way delivering them to his tables. He worked hard, back and forth making trips, and he finally began pouring coffee and tea for the patrons. As they finally finished, it was almost 11:00 pm and he was becoming tired as they returned back to the dressing room to change. He stripped off his costume, removed his braided pig tails and Ginny helped him back into his boots and jeans as they headed back to their room. He walked into the room, seeing that Beth and Lisa had already beaten them there. Beth was standing there only in her bra and panties, in front of the mirror with a curling iron wound in her hair. Lisa was working on removing her lipstick with a wipe and immediately stopped at seeing Mike, and hurried over to hug him. Quickly, her tongue was in his mouth, kissing him as she hugged and squeezed him barely taking a breath. "Now, this is a boyfriend," said Lisa, as she released her kiss. "Yummy." "I missed you too, honey," said Mike, relieved to be with her. "Ok, you two lesbians," Ginny teased. "Get it together and let's get out of here. It's already after 11:00, and I'm sure everything is hopping now." "Let's just hang here, Lisa," said Mike, plopping on the bed. "Let Ginny and Beth go. I'm wiped." "No way babe. It's party time. A deal is a deal girlfriend, and we didn't come all the way here to sit in the room," said Lisa said, wiping off smeared lipstick. "How often are we getting to Aspen anyway? We are going clubbing, and then hitting the slopes in the morning. You'll have plenty of time to rest, when we get back to school with your drunken lazy friends." "Shit!" said Mike, as Lisa immediately was wiping off his heavy blush. Lisa then pulled his sweater over his head and pulled off his boots. She unzipped his jeans and he was now standing there in his bra and panties, uncomfortable, as the girls were checking him out. Lisa looked through his closet, trying to decide what to put on him. "So, do we know if these fit him!" Beth asked, looking at his outfits. "Supposedly, Claire tried all this stuff on him and only sent what she thought looked good on him," said Lisa, as she took out a dress. "He's got a better wardrobe than all of us," said Ginny, laughing as shook her head. "That drag queen that was here had some great taste." "So, this is really cute," said Lisa, holding it in front of him. "Sit down honey." Lisa hung the dress on the door knob and then fumbled through her makeup case, pulling out a few things and got to work. He sat in front of her and she took a small brush, working on his eyelids as he closed them. She then quickly brushed on some blush and worked on his lips, before getting up and rummaging through his underwear drawers. She returned, unbuckling his bra and quickly changed it to a silver strapless one. She stood him up now and then knelt in front of him, pulling down his hose and then his gaff. He stood there, turning beat red, as he was now thoroughly embarrassed in front of everyone as she pulled up his new silver matching gaff and pushed everything into place. She now wrapped a delicate silver garter belt around him, and began sliding black ultra sheer stockings up his legs before snapping the four straps. "Sit for a minute, ok honey," Lisa told him, with her finger under his chin as she stripped and then walked into the bathroom. He sat there as the other girls changed quickly, almost ignoring the fact he was there, as Ginny was topless most of the time, doing her makeup. He couldn't take his eyes off them as they worked on transforming themselves into club ready sex kittens. Beth was now in a red long sleeve super tight micro mini dress, showing off all of her curves without showing much skin. Her bright red lips shined in the light as she worked on picking out her newly created curls against her back. Ginny had now finally slipped on her black embroidered bustier top above a purple mini skirt, and adjusted it to show maximum cleavage as before, working on making her lips appear huge with a dark purple gloss. Mike sat there looking down at himself and flicking his garter belt, feeling the tautness of his gartered nylons. before looking up as Lisa returned. "Wow," said Mike, stunned when he saw her. "I never saw you in that before." Lisa was now in a bright fuchsia, backless form fitting mini dress with gold strappy stilettos, leaving little to the imagination. Her lips had been done a matching bright fuchsia gloss, and her hair had been sprayed back off her forehead and ears, and parted to the side now. With the roots of her dark brunette hair lifted in front of each ear, her huge gold disc earrings stood out, only accentuating her now very sexy look as she strapped on some huge gold bracelets. "I know. I thought I'd surprise you," said Lisa, posing and modeling it for him as she tugged at her skirt a little as it barely covered her ass. "I'm guessing you like it then." "Hell yes," said Mike, looking down her shirt as she bent in front of him putting on his shoes. "But you are going out like that? I can't really hold anybody off right now. Maybe you should change." "Oh please!" said Lisa, laughing as she held out his dress for him to step into. "I'll be fine. In five minutes when I'm done with you, you'll need to worry more about holding the boys off yourself." "Damn these are high," said Mike, as she quickly zipped him up standing in his new shoes. "Lisa, this is getting crazy!" "Oh please, don't be so damn sensitive," said Lisa, laughing as she straightened his dress. "I'm just teasing. Relax, we are just going out to dance and have some fun." Lisa quickly changed his earrings as he could instantly feel their weight. She then began placing bracelets, rings, and a necklace on him as he stood there sulking. "Close your eyes a sec, honey," said Lisa, as he closed his eyes, seeing her holding a big can of hairspray. She began spritzing and picking at his hair with her fingers as he stood there. He then felt her messing with his eye shadow and then brushing something on his lips, before the distinct smell of perfume filled his nostrils. "Very sexy," said Ginny, as he opened his eyes, seeing everyone eyeing him up. "Monique is looking good tonight, girl," said Beth, dropping a few things in a purse and handing it to him. "This will go with that dress, girl, especially with the black coat." "Let's move," said Ginny, helping Mike pull on a ? black goose down coat as she lifted his hair onto it. "Clubs only stay open until 3am." Lisa grabbed his arm and led them down the hall and into the lobby. Quickly, the girls scurried out the door and into the cold, walking down the block. Mike immediately felt the draft as the wind flew right up his skirt as the girls huddled close together, as they walked a few blocks. They now saw a long line of mostly men waiting in line to enter a night club, as Ginny opened her coat and walked past the roped off line towards the large bouncer. She whispered in his ear and kissed his cheek as he opened the rope, leading them in. "Unbelievable," said Mike, shaking his head as he was not surprised, yet was happy to be out of the cold. "Please, watch and learn honey," said Ginny, laughing at him as they checked their coats and headed into the ladies room. "Why are we here?" said Mike. "Didn't you girls just do your hair and makeup?" "Wind, bitch," said Ginny, smiling at him as she fixed her hair again slightly. "It just takes a second to check and make little adjustments," said Lisa, picking at his hair as he now got the full effect of himself in the mirror. "Nobody likes a girl that looks like a disaster." Mike stared at himself in the bathroom mirror, as the girls touched themselves up. His cleavage was on full display now, as he was in a low cut dress and he almost didn't recognize himself. His makeup looked more subdued in a way now that his lips were no longer red, yet looked more glitzy, as they now were pale pink but shimmering. His hair was still wavy on each side, but now pulled straight back off his forehead and bumped up slightly with some volume on top and on each side was teased off his ears. His earrings were huge silver hoops, piercing through his hair and matching his silver bracelets, rings, and shimmering necklace that hung between his cleavage. He stepped back now, seeing that his dress was one piece, with a tight black stretchy skirt on the bottom and a thick black offset silver bucked belt separating his silver cheetah print top. He squirmed as he adjusted the tight, form fitting dress, which was held in place with thin, single spaghetti straps on either side of the v-neck opening, revealing some ample cleavage. He stepped back further now, looking down at the silver criss-cross straps on his 5 inch, thin stilettos on his feet and quickly felt sick to his stomach as Lisa tapped his arm. Ok, let's go dance," said Lisa, taking his arm. "I think I'm going to puke," said Mike, feeling nervous now. "Please, you made it through the day," said Lisa, walking with him. "You are fine." "Yes, all day I was working and couldn't think about it," said Mike, shaking. "I felt more covered up I guess. Plus, I wasn't in a club with guys all over the place, barely able to balance in stilettos and a tiny dress." "Let's go to the bar," said Lisa. "After a couple you'll feel better." Lisa dragged him through the crowd and to the bar, as they wiggled their way into an open spot. "Hey Johnny," said Beth, immediately kissing a few guys on the cheek. "These are my friends, Ginny, Lisa, and Monique. Girls, these are a few of the guys that were bussing tables." "Bartender! A round for my friends please," said Johnny. "Shots and some chasers for all please." Everyone downed a few shots as Mike quickly put his glass on the bar. "Here, have another, gorgeous. I'm Joel," said Johnny's friend, filling his glass again and reaching out his hand. "Thanks, ah, I'm Monique," said Mike, gently shaking it as he turned and rolled his eyes at Lisa. "And this is Lisa." "Cool. Hi Lisa," said Joel. "Hi," said Lisa, as someone was tugging her away. "Oh, be right back, there's Donnie the guy I worked with today." "So Monique. That's a real pretty name," said Joel, looking him up and down as he drank his beer. "I like that a lot!" "Thanks," said Mike, looking away. "You know I have to tell you that you have such beautiful eyes," said Joel staring at his cleavage. "Do I," said Mike, putting his nail under his chin and lifting his face. "You mean these eyes." "Yes very nice," said Joel, downing another beer as Mike felt his hand on his thigh. "Hey, I'm back," said Lisa, quickly getting between them. "This is uncomfortable," said Mike, whispering in Lisa ear. "Please, honey." "Come on," said Lisa grabbing him and the girls. "Fellas we'll be back in a bit. We're going dancing." Lisa dragged the girls onto the dance floor as the music was blasting loudly. They danced in a group, bumping each other, laughing and having fun. "I'm so hot for you," Whispered Lisa, in Mike's ear. "Thank you for doing this." "I hate you and of course you're welcome," said Mike, as suddenly Joel slipped between them. Joel started dancing tightly with him, as Lisa smiled, watching her boyfriend getting upset. "It's cool," she whispered to him in his ear as she danced behind him with Ginny. "Don't make a scene. Just go with and there won't be a problem." Mike continued dancing until the song ended and Joel took his hand and began leading him back to the bar. "Help," mouthed Mike, to Lisa who couldn't hear him with the loud music throwing up her hands "So, that guy is hitting on your boyfriend," said Ginny, laughing as she spun Lisa around to witness it. "You better go save him," said Beth. "Look at him, he's scared to death." "No," said Ginny, stopping Lisa. "Let's see if he can wiggle out of it. I'm sorry Lisa, but this is so much fun." Joel bought them two more drinks, as Mike was looking over his shoulder at the girls for help. "Relax, It'll be fine," mouthed Lisa to him, trying to calm him down as she held up 5 fingers. "Five minutes." Mikes eyes were almost bugging out of his head as Joel shifted his body, blocked his view of the girls and Mike's possible escape route, as he placed his arm on the bar, closing him in. "You here in Aspen on vacation, or are you a local?" asked Joel. "Oh, just a quick visit," said Mike, answering as he looked away and then caught the rap. "Wait, aren't you working here part time like us, with Johnny?" "No, just met him a few minutes ago. You cold?" said Joel, rubbing Mike's bare arms as he to warm him. "I can fix that for you." "That's ok! I'm fine!" said Mike, backing away. "You here to ski?" said Joel. "Yeah," said Mike. "Well you are one fine Snow Bunny," said Joel, leaning in. "I like you." Mike squirmed back against the bar, as Joel's left hand lifted his hair and suddenly kissed his neck. Abruptly, Mike pushed Joel and marched off towards the girls on the dance floor and grabbed Lisa. "Time to go," said Mike nastily, as she was smiling as he led her away. "I'll see you two later," said Lisa, giggling as she was being dragged off. Mike and Lisa walked to the coat check area, got their coats and then left the club. "That was bullshit," said Mike, pissed off as they walked down the block together. "It's fine honey," said Lisa. "We knew you could handle it and honestly there's only one way to learn, and you did fine." Mike turned to kiss Lisa, and she pushed back, resisting him. "Not here," said Lisa. "We're on the street. In the room, honey! Ok!" "Ok," said Mike, backing down. Lisa practically jumped Mike as they entered their room and locked the door. Immediately pushing him on the bed and climbing on top of him, she imbedded her tongue deep into his mouth. She quickly lifted his skirt and dropped his gaff as she dropped her panties to the floor. She again climbed on top of him as he instantly sprung to life as she took full charge. He began moaning after a few minutes as she rocked him until she covered his mouth with her fingers. "Easy! SSShhhh," said Lisa placing her finger on his lips. "We're not supposed to be doing that here." "Sorry, right," said Mike, as he exploded and immediately embraced her, deeply french kissing her. "Shit! Already!" said Lisa, teasing him. "Don't move or we'll stain the dress and we're screwed." Lisa gently sat him up and unzipped the dress, pulling it over his head without releasing him. As she tossed it aside, she stood up and squeezed him. "Be right back," said Lisa, pecking a kiss as she went to the bathroom. "That was hot. Don't move. I'm gonna clean up and I'll be back." "I won't," said Mike relieved. "So, you tired or want to play some more?" Lisa asked through the door. "Oh, I think I can play a little," said Mike. "Good," said Lisa, as she opened the door. "I'm ready for Monique this time then." Mike's eyes widened as Lisa stood there in nothing but her bright fuchsia lingerie and heels as she opened the door. She had repaired her lipstick and lost her dress, as she stood posing in the doorway. She curled her index finger and nibbled on it in a sexy way as Mike stood up and sprung back to life. He began walking towards her as she stopped him and circled him, staring at every inch of him. She reached out, grabbing his penis and tugging on it a few times as she dug her nails into his pubic area making him screech for a moment. "Miss Monique, it appears you have something extra here, don't you!" said Lisa, smiling as she tugged and released it. "I like you in silver, and you've got to let me borrow those shoes sometime. They are very sexy." "Sure, anytime," said Mike, playing along as she slapped his behind. "Excuse me," said Lisa, putting her finger on his mouth," I didn't tell you to speak young lady. You'll speak only when I tell you that you can. Now fix that smeared lipstick on your face and get out here in an instant." "Wow, yes mame," said Mike, aroused at this game. Mike grabbed his purse and practically ran into the bathroom. He took a tissue and wiped his face and fixed his lips, before running out to her. "Stand and pose for me," said Lisa, as Mike froze, modeling for her. "You look so hot in lingerie and stilettos. Do you love them?" "Yes," said Mike, playing along. "I know you want to wear them every day for me, don't you?" said Lisa. "I know you want to be my bitch." "Yes," said Mike. "Yes, to what bitch?" said Lisa, circling him and softly rubbing her nails across his body as she walked. "Tell me Monique. You fucking tell me what you really want!" "I want to wear heels every day. I love being Monique. I love being your girlfriend," said Mike, as she flicked his penis. "I love being your bitch." "Now let me teach you something about being a good woman!" said Lisa, as she knelt in front of him. "Watch, feel, observe, and learn!" Lisa engulfed him, practically driving him wild as he tensed up, balancing on his heels, careful not to moan and groan too loud. She licked and caressed and sucked harder and harder as he was crazy from the passion. She moved faster and faster and he could barely contain himself, trying but unable to hold out as he exploded in her mouth as she sucked down every last drop. "That was amazing," said Mike, breathing heavily. "The most amazing sex ever!" "Well thank you Monique, and you are welcome," said Lisa, teasing him as she stood up. "I'll be right back and then you can return the favor." Mike sat back on the bed, satisfied and exhausted, as Lisa went into the bathroom. He laid back, hearing the water run, daydreaming with his head on the pillow as he waited for Lisa to return. "So, I'm ready to be your little bitch now," said Lisa, opening the door and standing in the doorway in a provocative pose. "I am so hot for my lesbian lover." Lisa took her hand, rubbing her fingers across her bare crotch and licked her relined lips as she smiled. "Honey! Monique!" said Lisa, raising her voice. "Mike?" Lisa stopped teasing herself and walked over towards Mike, seeing him motionless on the bed. "Mother fucker! Unbelievable!" said Lisa as she walked over to him, seeing him passed out, snoring on the bed. "Selfish fucking asshole!" Very pissed off and horny now, Lisa covered Mike with a blanket and opened her suitcase. She changed into a long nightshirt and jumped into bed, switching on the tv. She raised the volume a little, tuning into the late night news to muffle the buzzing sound which filled the room as she pleasured herself to sleep.