04. The after party.
While Phoebe tried to get the attention of the bar tender without falling off her seat, Michael arrived.
"My beautiful Rose, definitely not a wall flower," he said with a smile.
Ashley greeted him with a hug, pressing her bare breasts against his chest.
"Hi stud. Having fun?"
"Sure. It's a good party. Beautiful girls."
Michael sat down next to her, and ordered himself a drink too.
"How many girls did you have tonight?"
"Many. I don't know. All I know is that I have been saving the best for last."
"And what would that be?"
"You, of course."
"I am the best?"
"Absolutely. I noticed that right away."
"How so?"
"It is just, when you see a rose, from a distance you can tell it's beauty already. It just stands out from the rest of the flowers. And when you come closer there is the smell, and you can see the perfection of the details. The flawless shapes and colours, the soft feel to the touch. You are exactly like that, Rose."
She smiled, it was always good hearing compliments, even when she had doubts about his sincerity, after all he was a customer and she was an escort there. But that did not matter much to her, it still sounded nice.
"What do you think about Alicia?" she asked.
"She's pretty drunk, isn't she? Impressive victory, too."
"She said you're good."
Ashley saw his face turn red, he obviously did not know how to deal with this situation well. He fucked her girlfriend, she knew about it, and asked him how it was. That was uncharted territory.
"Really, thanks. She's good, too."
"I know she is. Especially when she really gets going, an unstoppable sex machine."
"You OK with me fucking your girlfriend?"
"Of course, why not. It may not look like it, but we're working here. She's just doing her job. And won us a nice day to the spa in the process, so who am I to complain."
She had a good sip of her drink, and suggested, "How about we go somewhere more private?"
Michael of course happily agreed. They got up, and slowly made their way out of the party.
Ashley looked around at the other people. Some were dancing, others were just hanging around, chatting. They walked away, in the dark. Ashley spotted one of the large-breasted women having sex with two men, doggy style, sucking off one while being fucked form behind by the other. She was obviously not the only one interested in a little after party.
They walked more, further away from the party, until they nearly reached the end of the beach. It was rather quiet there, they could hear the chirping sounds of insects over the noise of the music. The moonlight gave the beach a very romantic atmosphere. Michael stopped, and hugged her again.
He whispered, "It looks like we finally have some private time, I've been looking forward to this all evening."
Ashley felt the bulge in his Speedos pressing against her, and returned the hug, pressing her body against his firm chest. She felt herself melt in his arms, somehow he just felt wonderful. She wanted him so badly, and finally she got him all for herself, and without any time pressure. After hugging him for a while she moved down her fingers, and hooked her thumbs into the garment.
"You won't be needing these now," she whispered, and started to push them down to the ground, releasing his already mostly hard cock from its tight confinements. Michael stepped out of the small garment, and pushed it aside.
Ashley stayed on her knees after undressing him, and focussed her attention on the cock that was right in front of her face. She grabbed it with her hands, gently starting to masturbate him. She looked at how his cock grew even more, feeling it hardening in her hand.
