Chapter 21

“Just stand there, please, that’s all.” The idiot didn’t have a clue. I was offering him a chance to get me to touch myself right in front of him. So like a good little girl, I stood in front of Steve for the full minute. Swaying slightly back and forth, getting really close to him, almost pushing my groin into his face. “Okay, time’s up, that’s your chance, Steve. That could have been so much better for you.”

Paul got in the chair, and again I strutted up to him so he could get a good look at me as I got closer to him. “Please turn around for me. Just keep turning around. I want to look at all of you.” Again another loser. Did these two have no idea what I was offering them?

I did as asked, but when I faced him again, I leant over and said softly so only he could hear, “Is there anything you want me to do? Maybe open my pussy for you?” Doing just that ever so slightly, as I said it.

“Yes, oh yes.” So I did, just spreading my pussy lips right in front of him, giving him a good look deep into my core, but not letting Chris or Mike know fully what was going on.

Chris seemed to have got the idea better when it was his turn. He asked me to face away from him, bend over and spread my legs. I did as requested, then he told me to spread my pussy lips wide. I willingly obeyed his instructions and stood there, tits hanging down, pussy wide open inches from his face. I was standing there in a classic porn mag position, pussy bare and exposed. I was that close to him I could feel him blowing on me, but not touching, keeping to the rules. The gasps from Steve and Paul, especially Steve, when they realised what they had missed out on was magic to me. I was teasing and tormenting, but also willing to follow through if they knew what to ask for.

At long last, it was poor suffering Mike’s turn. He got me to squat in front of him, legs open, again exposing my inner core. Then he asked me to play with my clit. No way was I doing that. Instead, I rubbed a couple of fingers up and down my pussy for a while.

Time for another drink, just to prolong the guys’ agony. They knew something big was going to happen. They just weren’t sure what and how soon.

“Right, one last deal of the cards and again highest card wins and gets the first choice.” I hadn’t told them yet what the choices were, but Chris won, then Mike, then Paul and last again Steve.

Standing directly in front of them, I said, “Chris, you’ve the first choice. Where do you want to fuck me? Pussy, arse or mouth?” The silence was deafening from them. Then a softly muttered, almost whispered.

“Pussy.”

“Mike, you next, and you can’t choose pussy. I’m not doubling up. This is a one-off option, so mouth or arse?”

“Mouth.” I knew he’d choose that as it let Paul have a go at my arse.