“Would it turn you on to see other men lusting after me? Wanting to grab this ass?”
“I… think it would. You’re so incredibly hot. And if in the end, you chose to dance with me–”
“What do you mean choose?”
“Well, I mean, if you’re in the moment… I can’t deny you whatever pleasure you want. But I would flirt–and dance–my ass off to try and keep your attention.”
“You’re sure you want to do this?”
“No. But yes. If you truly desire me, it’s all fun and games and we’ll go home together and fuck like we’re in a porno. And my god, I would be both hated and envied by everyone in there. It is kind of hot…”
*
Looking deep into the eyes of the leader of the group of men who had been ogling her, she took his hands in hers, span around so that they crossed her abundant chest, and felt the outline of his cock through the thin material of her dress.
Oh shit. Maybe this was a bad idea… Is she going to signal for me?
As he threw back the rest of his drink, Justin nervously watched Laura push the boy away with a coy, seductive smile before making eye contact with Justin and winking.