You called me about a job. A Las Vegas Casino wanted a nude blonde dancer. I didn’t know there would be so many men waiting.
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The job was at one of the high rollers’ casino VIP rooms. I was to entertain a group of twelve men who had more money than they knew what to do with. Twelve sets of eyes, all eager to see what I had to offer. I knew what they were expecting, and I had every intention of giving it to them
The elevator doors opened with a soft ding, and I stepped out into the plush hallway, my heels clicking against the marble floor. I took a deep breath, smoothing down my dress and running my hands over my hips. I entered the VIP room.
A Las Vegas Casino wanted a nude blonde dancer.
Who set this up?
I stepped into the room, my eyes scanning the faces for any sign of who might be the ringleader of this little escapade. My eyes fell upon a familiar face, you!
I smiled at you and strutted into the center of the room. The spotlight found me, casting shadows across my body, highlighting the curves that my dress had only hinted at. A chair sat in the center, and I beckoned you join me. Your grin widened, and you all but strutted over, taking a seat with the confidence of a man who was used to getting what he wanted. I leaned down, my breasts straining against the delicate fabric, and whispered, “Ready for the main event?”
With a flourish, I removed my dress, letting it pool at my feet. The room gasped collectively, and the energy shifted. I was now in nothing but my red lingerie and heels, and I could see the desire in their eyes. Strutting around the chair, my legs moving in a sensual dance that had them all leaning forward, eager for a better view. I stepped up onto the chair, one foot on the cushion, the other planted firmly on the floor, and began to dance.
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My hands glided over my body, tracing the lines of my waist and hips, cupping my breasts and teasing my nipples through the lace. The room grew quieter, the only sounds the thump of the bass and the occasional clink of ice in a glass. The men were entranced, their eyes never leaving me. I knew they were imagining what it would be like to touch me, to feel my skin against theirs. I leaned back, arching my body, and the room erupted into cheers.
My performance was a symphony of seduction, each move calculated to drive them wild. I slipped the lacy thong down my legs, stepping out of it and tossing it into the crowd. A hand shot up to catch it, the man’s face flushed with excitement. I winked at him, then turned my attention back to the you in the chair.
I had you in my power
My own arousal grew with each passing moment. The way their eyes devoured me was intoxicating, a heady mix of power and pleasure that made me wet. I leaned down, my breasts pressing against your chest, and kissed you deeply. your hands roamed up my back, pulling my hair and tightening your grip as the kiss grew more intense. The other men watched, their eyes glued to our entwined bodies, and I knew you as well as all of them wanted me.
As the music reached its crescendo, I pulled away, my smile wicked. “Gentlemen,” I purred, “are we ready to take this party to the next level?”
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