in approval. “Good, we all need breaks. Breaks are good.”
Gloria looked at him and smiled.
“ Gloria told me you have a kinky side, what does that mean, exactly?”
Matt gave Gloria a playful look. “Why would you tell her that?” he asked.
“ Well you do, you’re kind of like a perv...but in a good way,” said Gloria. She then turned to me. “He likes to show off his thing on a whim.”
“ Well, don’t go around flaunting it around here,” I said, for whatever stupid reason, with drink in hand.
“ I wouldn’t want him to,” said Gloria.
“ What about you?” Matt asked me. “Would you show your goods in public?”
I playfully quipped, “For the right price.”
“ How about another free drink?” he asked, but in a not too serious tone.
“ Perhaps...nah...nevermind, probably for a $100.”
“ Really?” Gloria asked. “What would you show for a $100.”
“ My nipple.”
“ Too rich for my blood,” Matt said.
“ Okay $50,” I said.
Matt shook his head.
“ $25.00?”
“ Really?” he asked. “$25?”
“ Sure,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.
Matt reached into his pants for his wallet and pulled out a couple of bills; a twenty and a five, and placed them on the bar. “There...”
Gloria let out a surprised chuckle. “What about me?”
“ You just need a wink and you drop your drawers,” Matt said, jokingly.
I looked at the money and then I looked at Matt. I picked up the cash and gave him a flirtatious smile. I pulled down a strap from my dress, then yanked half my bra and cupped my breast. I playfully rubbed my nipple, getting it hard for effect.
“ Nice,” Matt nodded. “C-ups?”
“ Yup,”I said, as I tucked it back into my bra.
“ Lucky bitch,” Gloria said. “She’s got the most perfect tits.”
I placed the money back on the table. “Okay Matt, how about you? What would you do for $25?”
Matt raised his arms and put them behind his head and took a deep breath. “Well, because its you and you only, I’d do anything for a discount of, let’s say, 100 percent.”
I could see the anxious predator in his eyes. He paused his breathing, anticipating what I’d ask next. I looked at Gloria and as my body began tingling again, I wanted some visual stimulation to get me going. “Gloria?” I asked.
“ Yeah?” she said, rolling her eyes anticipating a compromising question.
“ Rub it inside his pants,” I demanded.
Gloria looked up at the ceiling and smiled. She brushed her hair to the side and looked at Matt. Matt unbuckled his pants and pointed toward his crotch with a devious grin. Gloria slowly placed her hand down his waistline. Matt released a breath of satisfaction. I could visualize Gloria stroking Matt’s cock underneath his pants.
I began feeling my panties soaking wet with my juice as it flowed down my labia. I stuck my finger in my mouth. I felt my own saliva building up as I watched Matt rolling his eyes to the back of his head as Gloria intensified her strokes. She also showed some indulgence as she bit her lip, getting off on the fact that Matt’s hard dick was fully engorged in her petite hand.
I moved my hand down my dress, moving it slowly up my thighs. I pulled back my lips, exposing my hard clit from its swollen fleshy hood. I began rubbing the ultra-sensitive skin that surrounded my clit, at first methodically, carefully, ramping it up for optimal pleasure, then matching the intensifying flicks with the velocity of Gloria’s yanks.
Matt threw his head back and said, “There you go.” His grin a clear sign of a nervous system raging with overwhelming sensation.
Gloria looked at me, “You waste no time, do you?”
I was hunched over my stool, while still rubbing my clit. “Pull it out,” I asked. “I want to see it.”
Matt propped himself up on the stool and pulled down his pants. Gloria uprooted Matt’s thick rod from underneath his underwear. She kept stroking it as it was exposed to me, flushed pink with