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The second round of the festivities was held in the disguise of a cocktail party. The venue was a large mansion on a slight rise overlooking the Potomac River. The competition was tougher this time, as more of the contestants at least had an idea of what was going on. None, however, had the social skills to match Nicole's. She tittered and blinked her way into the hearts of the most hardened judges within the first thirty minutes of the evening. If we, meaning I, didn't blow it for the remainder of the evening, we were a shoe-in for the next event. I managed to smile appropriately and not stare at all the exposed flesh that was being flaunted. This group was definitely selected from the younger and firmer crowd.
Nicole noticed my discomfort and the way I would continually look away from an attractive set of tits that were on display under my nose. Other than hers.
"Lawrence, it is OK to look. In fact, it is expected. If you do not, they will think you do not like them or perhaps that you do not like women in general. You must caress the women with your eyes, seduce them as you have done to me, my lover. Make magic with them. 'Look but don't touch' is what you say, your expression, no? It is expected. Why do you think we wear clothes like this, to please each other? No, my handsome man, it is to attract the male. So be attracted, it is permitted."
What? I'm supposed to argue with that? I looked. It became a game to let the women know I was going to look, then look lingeringly, longingly, then grin wickedly as I tried to convey all of the evil and delicious things I would do to them given the chance. Hypothetically, of course. I swear a couple of them orgasmed as we did our imaginary copulations.
Nicole did have to rescue me from one ardent belle. I had noticed this blonde woman shifting her bodice to expose more and more of her somewhat mediocre tits to my view, if any set of well-displayed knockers could ever be called mediocre. I was, however, taking home a set that far surpassed what she was blatantly offering me. We had made the eye sex twice now and she was moving in for the kill. I figured that any overt touching by either of us would disqualify both of us from the competition, as there were no discrete nooks, libraries, coat rooms or bed rooms available for that kind of thing.
Nicole saw my predicament and watched for a while in obvious delight as I squirmed. I'll admit, the blonde lady was pretty good as she maneuvered me into as secluded a corner as could be found. How Nicole managed to spill a full glass of red wine over the woman's left shoulder while coming from the other direction I'll never know. Perhaps one day she'll teach me that trick, as it worked to perfection. The lady wheeled, the seduction forgotten, loudly blaming an innocent bloke who was standing behind her, coincidentally holding an empty wineglass. Hysterical shrieking also seemed to be grounds for disqualification from the competition as was wearing a drink.
About three couples were discretely pulled aside into a separate library. We were all invited to attend a simple dinner the following evening as the guests of the senior US senator from my home state. I didn't think it was the proper time to tell the senile SOB what I really thought of him and his politics. I would tell him with my vote. I graciously accepted his kind invitation for Nicole and myself.
Later that evening Nicole lifted her mouth off my cock. "You did not like this man, the senator?"
I was dumbfounded. Here I was doing my best to suck the life out of her via her cunt and doing a pretty damn good job, too, I might add and she was thinking about the old lard ass? I dumped her off me. She landed with a surprised squeak on the floor.
"Something has upset you, Master. I can tell," she giggled.
She took the hand I offered her and I helped her back into bed. We got into the position she had shown me the night before. She started to play with me and I gently but firmly locked her arm under mine, holding it against my ribs.
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