Strictly Sexy- Part 3.
Disclaimer- I do not own any copyrights or any affiliation with the BBC or Strictly Come Dancing. This is a work of fiction and has no basis on the real lives of the people included.
This is the third part of an ongoing series. Please check out Chapters One & Two- Strictly Sexy.
I woke up at about 8am and took a minute to get my bearings. Not instantly recognising the bedroom I was in. As I swung my legs out of bed, I noticed a note on the bedside table. Leaning forward I picked up the note.
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Dear Michael. Thank you for a wonderful night. I won't be forgetting it or you in a hurry. I'll give you a call soon. Sorry I am not there when you wake up, but I had to leave early for rehearsals, and I didn't want to disturb you feel free to use the room for as long as you need. Thinking of you and I'll see you soon. Love N xx."
With that, memories of the previous evening came flooding back. Nadiya in her lingerie, that sexy buttplug, the feel of her pussy and arse on my cock and covering her face in hot cum. Smiling I stood up and went and had a shower.
After finishing up in the shower, I had a text message waiting for me. It was Natasha. "
Hey hun, hope you're feeling ok, I'm down here at the studio, I've been asked to help out with the pro's group rehearsal this morning. Nadiya's been smiling since she arrived, like the cat that got the cream and won't stop thanking Katya. Has someone been a bad boy 😉?"
Grinning to myself. I texted her back. "
Of course not, I was a perfect gentleman. 😉. Can't wait to see you Wednesday."
The rest of the day passed in a bit of a blur, managed to get some housework done, and some work for some clients of mine. The same could be said of both Tuesday and Wednesday until time came for me to get ready for my date with the beautiful Natasha.
Wednesday night.
We'd got a table booked for 8pm at an Italian restaurant near where Natasha lived in Watford. I'd arrived early and was waiting outside when I saw her walking towards me. My jaw practically hit the floor, she was wearing a figure hugging white mini dress, a small leather jacket and a pair of killer heels.
We made eye contact and smiled and waved at each other. "Hi. Wow you look incredible! I stated as we embraced and gave each other a peck on the cheek.
"Thanks." She blushed. "You don't scrub up to bad yourself." She said eyeing me up and down in my Hugo Boss suit.
"Shall we?" I asked, gesturing towards the restaurant.
"Mmm yes lets. I've had a manic day and have been looking forward to this." She said making her way past me. I couldn't help but stare at her sexy butt as it sashayed past.
We had a wonderful evening chatting away. Asking all the usual first date questions. Where are you from? What sort of things do you do for fun? It turned out that I was wrong in my initial impression of her, when I first laid eyes on Natasha backstage at Elstree Studio's I guessed she was about 19-20. Turns out she was a little bit older and was 24.
It felt as thought we'd known each other for years as we talked away enjoying our food and drinks. She wasn't shy about questioning me about what I'd got up to with Katya and Diane, and my rendezvous with Nadiya. She also told me that some of the other girls had been told about me. And I shouldn't be surprised if they got in contact with me. The little tease wouldn't tell me who, despite my pleads to know.
"Would you excuse me? I need to adjust my makeup." Queried Natasha. "Of course, no worries. Take as long as you need" I replied with a warm smile.
"Thanks, be back soon. Could you get me another white wine please?" I nodded yes at her as she turned and walked away.
Drink ordered I took the opportunity to check my phone, out of respect I'd switched it to silent and turned the vibrate function off.
I had two unopened messaged, both from the same unrecognised number. Quickly checking to see if Natasha was on her way back. I didn't see her, so I opened the first message.
I almost choked on my drink; it was a picture message. A close up of a woman on all fours, naked with a sign balancing on her arse that read. "
Michael! Enter here." With an arrow pointing down at a wet, bald pussy.
I checked the second message. All it said was "Guess who? Got your number from Diane!"
"Are you ok? You seem a little flustered." It was Natasha, startling me a little.
"Uh, uh, yeah I think so." I responded, definitely feeling more than a little hot under the collar. Since Natasha had already told me that I might get contacted by other ladies from Strictly and she was already aware that I'd slept with Di, Katya and Nadiya, I didn't see an issue in telling her about this latest message and explicit proposition.
"I've just been propositioned." I said with a chuckle that was a mixture of amusement and embarrassment.
"Ooo! Who? She said looking around the restraint, raising an eyebrow.
"No-one here." I said, sliding my phone across the table.
"Bloody Hell. Talk about forward." She said grinning at me. "Any ideas?" she asked as she handed me back my phone.
"Not a clue!" I honestly responded. "I was kind of hoping that you'd recognise the number."
"Let me see again." Natasha said holding out her hand. Reaching into her jacket pocket, she took her phone out and quickly flicked through her contacts. After a minute or so, her eyes widened, and a wicked grin spread across her face.
"Well who is it? I asked, my curiosity killing me at this point.
"That would be telling." Natasha said with a wink.
"Oh, you little tease!" I said with a grin. "Yes! Fun isn't it." She said with a smirk. "Put your hand out under the table." She said giving me a smouldering look.
Reaching under the table, I felt her place something in my hand. It was small and felt damp to the touch.
"Be careful when you take your hand out." Natasha said, fixing me with a look that told me she was serious.
I brought my hand to my lap. It was the second time in a short space of time, that my eyes turned into saucers and my temperature, among other things started to rise. The naughty little minx had just handed me her thong and it was wet.
"Naughty girl!" I whispered at her, trying not to draw to much attention.
"Couldn't help myself!" she said still looking at me over the top of her glasses with her stunning blue eyes "All that talk of what you did with the girls. Made me really fucking wet!"
"Well I must confess, I'm stiff as a board under this table. What do you say we finish up here and go back to one of our places for a nightcap?" I asked hopefully.
