She paused and looked at Derek. “Probably,” she teased.
Mickey liked them, but he wasn’t sure how comfortable Kate was. He wasn’t even sure how he felt himself. Part of him loved the idea of being in a sexy atmosphere with Kate, maybe trying something a little riskier. But he couldn’t stop the nagging doubts. Mostly he was concerned about Kate being pushed too far.
“It’s a very kind offer. Thank you,” he finally said. “Let us talk it over and we’ll let you know. In spite of what you heard last night, this is all very new to us.
“The last thing we want to do is pressure you, mate. If you’re keen to give it a go, we’d be happy to take you. If not, we understand completely.”
If they had been truthful with themselves, they would have admitted that they were not only willing but eager to go that night. It took them until lunch to say it out loud to one another. By the time dinner rolled around, they had nearly talked themselves out of it.
“What’s the worst-case scenario?” Mickey wondered out loud as they took the long way back to their room after dinner.
“What do you mean?
“What’s the worst thing that could happen if we go with them to the club?
“That’s what I’m worried about.” Kate wrapped her arm around his. “Think of what could happen at a place like that.”
“Like what? And I’m being serious. It’s a place where people go to dance. Sounds like it’s sexy, but what do we know about clubs? And, apparently, it’s no different than several others. So what’s the worst thing that you think might happen?”
“Honestly? I don’t know. I’m just afraid someone will do something. Or what if one of us does something the other doesn’t like?”
“Then we won’t do anything. The invitation was to go, enjoy ourselves with them, and dance a little. If we don’t like it, or if we feel uncomfortable, we can just turn around and leave, right?”
“I suppose.”
“If we don’t do it, we’ll regret it for the rest of the year.”
“That’s true. And if it’s fun, it will give us something to talk about all year.”
“Talk? Is that all you want to do? Mickey teased her, pulling her close and laughing.
Kate stretched to give him a peck on the cheek as they got to the room.
“Besides,” Mickey said, swiping the key card to unlock their door. “I have the perfect outfit for you tonight.”
10 minutes later she was stepping out of the bathroom as Mickey hung up the phone.
“They’ll be ready in a half hour.” He gestured for her to move to the spot as he took his seat in the chair. “That looks even better than I thought it would! You are stunning!”
She turned for him to see her from every angle. And in this outfit, she knew that he could see her very well.
The sleeveless top buttoned high around her neck. Unlike the other tops she had worn this week, both her back and front were fully covered. The black fabric, however, was nearly translucent, allowing her breasts to be clearly visible when the light hit in a particular way. Being so thin, her nipples easily pushed against it, making them even more apparent. The form-fitting pencil skirt that Mickey had chosen was a print with an ivory base adorned with delicate flowers with red highlights. The fabric was as thin as the blouse she wore, and the pencil shape of the skirt clung to her hips and highlighted her ass. A slit ran up from the front of her left knee, stopping almost even with her crotch. Large red bangle bracelets and a pair of bright red pumps completed the look.
Kate knew that the fabric was thin both on the top and the bottom. She could see that her breasts were essentially uncovered. What she did not know is that the skirt, when backlit, had nearly the same effect. As she stood in front of him, Mickey could follow the lines of her legs all the way up to her uncovered pussy. His dick was already hard.
“You don’t think it’s too much?” Kate asked.
Mickey could see the hint of a smile in her eyes and knew that she liked it just as much as he did.
“I think it’s just enough. I wasn’t sure if you could dance in it, though. I mean the skirt is really tight.”
“I don’t think that’s going to be a problem. It’s very stretchy.” She glanced at the bedside clock. “Half an hour, you said?”
Mickey nodded.
“Let’s see, then.” She walked toward him, exaggerating the sway of her hips. She stepped between his legs, pushing his thighs apart, and dropped to her knees.
“This seems fine.” She looked around at her ass. Then smiled at him.
“Let’s see how much it can take.” She lowered herself to the floor, her legs curled beneath her.
“See! No problem!”
Her hand moved to his lap, rubbing her palm up the length of his hard dick. She smiled at him again.
“We’re going to have to do something about this, aren’t we?” she cooed.
Mickey nodded again, smiling down at her. He helped her release his erection and she took it directly into her mouth. She pulled herself up a bit, allowing her to take his entire length, then releasing it to massage the head of cock with her lips and tongue before repeating the process.
“I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you, Mickey. I want to have that taste in my mouth when we get to the club.”
She gulped him down again and he flexed his glutes to come up to meet her as she bottomed out on his shaft.
“I want to be able to imagine the taste of your cream while we’re there. You know how turned on we’re both going to be.”
He nodded as she took him again.
“I want that taste so that I know what I’m coming back to tonight.”
She began a stronger rhythm now. Up and down. Suction, then release. Mickey could feel it building in his balls.
“You like it, don’t you? All of them, looking at you. Seeing your tits. Wondering what’s under that skirt. Begging that slit to move. You want them to see it. You want them to know what a dirty girl you can be.”
He felt her moaning and reached for her head. She stopped him.
“Don’t mess up my hair,” she gasped as she popped off his cock. “Just fuck my mouth and cum down my throat.”
He came immediately. Large pulses emptied his balls as his entire core constricted over and over again.
“Such a mouth on you!” His breath was still labored.
Kate smiled, touching the corners of her lips to be sure that nothing had escaped. “My mouth? You mean my talent or my language?”
“Yes,” Mickey laughed, realizing once again that he was a very lucky man.
A few minutes later when he responded to the knock at his door, he realized that Derek was a lucky man, too. Liz wore a simple little black dress but, God, she wore it well! Short and tight, it highlighted her curvy frame. Her tits seemed to be suspended in air and Mickey wondered how she was going to keep her nipples covered on the dance floor.
Her perfume drew him in as she stretched up to kiss his cheek, grabbing his waist for balance. He turned to see Derek greet Kate with an innocent kiss on the cheek, too, but somehow it didn’t feel innocent. Already his sleeping penis began to wake to the sights around them.
They took a taxi to a quiet bar before moving on to the club. It provided the perfect opportunity for Mickey and Kate to relax, comfortable in the company of their new friends, before heading to the club.