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to the opportunity to behold the sight with my own eyes.”
    Is he propositioning me with his hands still on my friend’s ass? Delilah looked at her friend with questions in her eyes. Far from a prude, she had done some reckless things in her life, but for some reason this weekend made her feel unsure and wicked at the same time. Men like Silverman who had tomcat standards of sexuality made nervous chills race along her arms. She was still trying to decide if she liked it or not. There was definitely heat racing to place, but she wasn’t ready to dissect what that meant. Not knowing how to respond, she raised her glass and drank liberally.
    Her silence didn’t put their host off. He nuzzled the side of Pamela’s face and whispered something that made her friend nod her head then he reached out and dragged his fingers through the side of Delilah’s own hair.
    “I’ll see you later.” Silverman's voice vibrated with confidence as he turned away and greeted other guests.
    Stepping closer, Delilah asked Pamela, “My word, can you believe him? Pam, I do believe he thinks he can have both of us this weekend.”
    Desire illuminated Pamela’s face as she watched Silverman walk away. “Yes, and if what I felt pressing against my hip is anything to go by, he’s got more than enough to take care of us. And take care of us well.”
    She and Pamela had never shared the same man, but the thought didn’t offend her. He wasn’t her type with his golden boy good looks, but she was trying to remain open-minded. If she wanted to do things how she normally did then she could have stayed home and called an ex.
    Her gaze roamed the room as the sun set, casting a soft reddish-gold glow radiating through the room. She had to admit most of the men in attendance were very attractive, and the women as well, ranging in various shapes, sizes and colors. There were a lot of opportunities to be had here.
    The clinking of a glass brought her attention to Silverman standing in the middle of the room.
    “Good evening, sexy people, and welcome to the thirtieth Pleasure Escape night. I’m still awaiting one more guest, but we’ll go ahead and get started. I have confidence he’ll have no problem catching up when he gets here.” The room erupted with laughter. “I have been planning this night for weeks now. I hope that it lives up to everyone’s gratifying and licentious expectations. Or if you came with no idea of what to imagine, I hope to surpass your wildest dreams.”
    Sexual tension sparked through the room as everyone lifted their glasses and toasted his announcement. Delilah’s pulse began to race. She began to feel the excitement of the night once again. Now, if she could just find the right man to keep her thoughts away from business, she would be all set.
    ~YH~
    After dinner, Delilah sipped her second glass of Beringer , Private Reserve Chardonnay, and relaxed against her seat. The nutty, honey-coated fruit flavors played along her tongue as she listened to conversations around her. Silverman had overwhelmed them with many dishes including spicy sweet potatoes and pumpkin lobster bisque, Caribbean green style Caesar salad and a rigatoni covered in a creamy roasted pancetta bacon sauce underneath thick chunks of conch.
    Now, many nibbled on his or her guava duff as sexual innuendoes and blatant jokes moved freely around the table.
    “So, I hear you’re a virgin of this affair?” Demetrius Harris, a Texas oil tycoon, stroked her knee under the table.
    She was glad she had her legs crossed just in case he had any ideas about moving further up her thigh. Not that she would mind being with him that night. Demetrius was a sexy black man with an almond complexion and light brown eyes. A catch in anyone’s book. The large size of his warm hand wrapped around her knee made chills race along her skin. Maybe he could be her man of the night.
    Giggling, she said, “It’s been a while since anyone has put me with the word virgin. But,