The Ceo

Eva went back to her room still basking in her latest adventure. She needed to tell someone about it, but just then, Lucas didn't seem like the right person. Eva lay on the bed and touched herself, feeling her smooth skin and admiring her body. Her hand wandered to her slit, and she felt the wetness of the sex she just had. Eva sat up some and called Aunt Margo.

"Hello," Aunt Margo answered the phone.

"Hi, Aunt Margo, how are you?" Eva asked.

"I'm fine, and you?" Aunt Margo seemed to sense Eva had something on her mind.

"I was just thinking about you and was hoping we could spend some time together soon," Eva said, circling the subject.

"That's a great idea. Hmmm, are you up for a little adventure? There's a place I go sometimes on Thursday night that you might like. If we get there a little early we'll have time to talk," Margo suggested.

"Okay, what time, and what should I wear?" Eva asked.

"How about, I pick you up at 6. We'll have a snack and drink there. Not too formal, think patio casual," she said. "See you tomorrow." With that, she hung up, not even giving Eva a chance to say goodbye.

Eva wondered what Aunt Margo had planned. It seemed like the evening and day took forever to go by. Eva thought about how she going to tell Aunt Margo what she did when she finally saw her. Eva wanted to go out to pool the next day and get some sun, but Aunt Mable was home, and Eva didn't want to draw her ire.

Finally, it was time to get ready to go. Eva found something that seemed like it should work for a cool late summer, early fall evening, in a loose summer dress.

Aunt Margo pulled up and came inside, greeting everyone. She suggested that since Eva didn't have any classes the next day, she wanted to take her to the art museum over in the next city and that she should just keep Eva overnight. Aunt Mable and Big Daddy agreed, and Eva put a small bag together.

Once they were in the car, Margo started, "I wanted to take you to a little club on the other side of town not too far from the military base. They have a great Thursday night crowd, especially when the weather is nice. People of all ages show up, and it is usually packed. They have a patio outside and a fairly big dance floor inside. It tends to get a lot of well to do men, and some military guys, too."

Eva hadn't really even been thinking about what Margo had planned, she had just been thinking about what she was going to tell her.

Aunt Margo smiled at Eva. "So, how did things go at the party?" she asked.

The question got Eva's mind to drift to her evening of fucking men, and she suddenly felt slightly aroused as she remembered her adventurous night.

"I did enjoy it, Margo!" Eva said. "It made me feel incredibly sexy, and deliciously naughty, and all I can think about is getting another dick in my pussy. Does that make me a slut? I'm so confused. I'm supposed to act properly all the time. What will people think? I even had an orgasm when the third guy came in me," Eva gushed.

"Oh," Aunt Margo said with a little surprised look, "you were busier than I thought."

"I think I'm hooked. But, am I supposed to feel like this? I mean, I'm not a bad person, but I can't seem to control myself. And I fucked Big Daddy yesterday...." There it was, Eva had said it.

Margo smiled compassionately.

"You are completely normal, I promise." She placed a hand on Eva's knee. "Everyone has sexual urges and desires; it's part of who we are. And there's nothing wrong with acting on them. I have always suggested though, that you are in control of those things, and that you should make sure it is something that makes you feel good about yourself. You should always feel like you don't have to, but that you want to." She paused. "So, how did it happen with Big Daddy?"

Eva started, "We were doing a photo shoot like normal, and we got towards the end with the lingerie stuff. He had been hard all day... and I was so horny that I just spread my legs and begged him to fuck me. I know I was supposed to use my power over him with purpose, but I couldn't help myself." Eva explained. "He is so big. I can't stop thinking about doing him again! See, I told you I was crazy."

"He is big, isn't he," she said knowingly. "We had a long affair years ago, he is a magnificent lover. Then Mable found out..." she trailed off.

"Then, what?" Eva asked.

"Well, let's just say that Mable likes to be in control. You'll have to find out that part for yourself. Not to worry. What do you say we have a good time tonight?" she said as she pulled into the parking lot. "I could use a little man time. What do you say we pick up a couple of men?" Aunt Margo smiled that little wry smile of hers.

Wow, Margo had changed the subject quickly. Control....not to worry. It didn't make sense.

The parking lot was already filling up. Margo found a spot and pulled in.

The place was bustling with people, and it was certainly an eclectic crowd. There were a lot of good looking people. There was a long bar, and the music from the dance floor was loud and pumping. Eva followed Margo through the crowd, turning sideways to squeeze through the narrow gaps. Faces smiled at Eva as she passed by, and everyone seemed to be in a good mood.

The two of them emerged onto the back patio, where things were a little calmer. There was a little bar outside, with two Budweiser girls manning the tap in Budweiser swim suits and heels, with a line of guys waiting for their turn to grab drinks.

"You should become a Bud girl," Margo quipped.

"I'm not sure that I'm pretty enough," Eva replied.

"It's all about attitude," Margo said, "You'd be great."

A bartender approached them with two margaritas in hand, "Good evening, ladies," he began. "The first round is on me. Good to see you Margo, and who is your lovely companion?"

"Ah, Ted, you are too sweet. This is my niece," Margo replied.

"So, glad to have you here. I've got to get back to work. You can see we're going to have quite the crowd tonight. Have fun! "

Margo and Eva moved toward a little tall table to enjoy their drinks.

"Have you seen the movie 'Top Gun'?" Margo asked.

"Yes, but it has been awhile since I saw it," Eva replied. "I loved Tom Cruise in that movie."

"Do you remember the bar scene where Goose challenges Maverick to pick up a girl that he chooses and to have carnal knowledge on the premises?" she asked, smiling her wry smile.

"And, they sing, 'You've lost that lovin' feeling'," Eva offered.

"Yep. So, you pick out a guy for me, I pick out one for you, and we'll see who can get there first," Margo challenged with a devious smile.

Wow, Aunt Margo was always full of surprises, Eva thought. Eva wasn't sure this was a game she wanted to play. Eva tried to imagine how it might happen in such a crowd. Well, Eva thought, she didn't really have to win, and it would be fun to watch Aunt Margo try to pick up a guy that she picked out. Eva knew Margo would be good at it, but at least Eva could make it difficult.

"Okay, I guess I will play along, but don't make me try to pick up some ogre or something," Eva replied.

"Don't worry, I promise he'll be handsome," Margo assured Eva.

They scanned the crowd and chit chatted, while sipping on their drinks. Eva figured she might need another drink before she embarked on this escapade. Eva's eye was drawn toward a young blond surfer-type guy. His hair was long and just slightly wavy. He was actually wearing surf shorts and a flowered shirt. He seemed confident as he chatted and could probably have any girl he wanted. Eva decided this would be Aunt Margo's task.

"Have you found one for me," Eva asked.

"Yep," Margo replied. "You?"

"Yep," Eva countered. Eva paused nervously as she waited to find out who Margo had picked for her.

"See the handsome guy with the pastel green shirt next to the Bud girls?" Margo directed.

"Margo, he's got to be 40, but I admit he's good looking," Eva replied. He had a tapered physique for an older guy and he seemed relaxed.

"So, who's mine?" Margo asked.

"The blond guy over there with about four girls around him," Eva nodded in his direction without being too obvious.

"Oh, a surfer dude," Margo laughed. "He might be half my age. Hopefully he can 'Hang 10'," she chuckled at the innuendo. "He will do just fine," Margo continued. "He's obviously in nice shape. I wonder if he has any tan lines..."

Eva contemplated the man in the light green shirt for a minute.

"I'll be right back," said Margo with a wink. Eva was left standing at the table by herself. Remarkably, the man in the green shirt walked toward her.

"Hello, pretty lady," he smiled. His teeth were wide and bright. "Who left you all alone? I certainly wouldn't," he suggested.

"Well, my Aunt, actually," Eva said. "It was her idea to come here."

"And where is she." he asked.

"Over there, mingling," Eva replied. Aunt Margo was actually talking to one of the girls near surfer dude, but hadn't actually made an approach yet.

"Ah, I see," he said. "Well, then I guess she can't scare me off from talking to you," he laughed. "Let me introduce myself," he continued. "I'm Max."

"Nice to meet you, Max," Eva said. "Do you come here often?" Eva figured if he did he might already know Margo, but Eva wasn't sure whether that would be a good or bad thing.

"I'm a pilot. I'm here for an exercise over at the base," he replied. "I'm actually stationed upstate, but I get down here now and then."

"That's interesting," Eva replied, "You must get around a lot."

"Not much really," he said. "It seems exciting and all, but the government can take the fun out of everything with paperwork."

"I believe that," Eva replied.

"Can I get you another drink he offered.

"Actually, I haven't eaten since breakfast. I was going to get a little snack of some type inside," Eva said.

"I tell you what, it's kind of crowded, so let me scrounge a table for you, so you can sit down and order," he offered.

"Ok," Eva said as she followed him back inside.

He went toward a booth with two guys sitting and talking with a pitcher on the table. "Hey guys, can we make some room for my friend here?" he asked.

The dark haired guy sat up replying, "Sure, no problem." He got up and moved to the other side of the booth.

"Join us, won't you," he offered. The blond guy heckled, "Max, I thought you went out there to pick up the Bud girl!" Great, Eva thought, maybe these guys were doing some betting of their own.

"Come on, Carl," he chastised, "There's a nice young lady at the table."

"I'm sorry, Miss," he sat up, "I'll try to mind my P's and Q's," he said through a grin that suggested he wasn't really sorry.

"Friends of yours?" Eva asked Max as she sat down and slid in. He was busy trying to flag down a waitress.

"Work buddies," he replied. "Friends... that can sometimes be questionable." He successfully asked for a menu from a passing girl. "This is Carl, and that's Joe," he gestured toward them. "They are generally harmless, especially when launching rockets."

"No one can hit anything with rockets," Joe complained.

"They are notoriously unstable," Carl confirmed.

"They're just sore because I scored 9 out of 10 on rockets today," Max offered.

"Well, you must be good then," Eva said, and then she thought it probably sounded sort of funny to the guys. Then she sort of hoped it was true, and she couldn't help smiling to herself. "Not that I would know anything about it," Eva continued as she tried to back out of it, but probably only made it worse.

Max slid into the booth next to her, gently touching shoulders as he scooted in. Eva opened the menu. Max put a finger on the picture at the top left.

"The appetizer sampler is great, and there's plenty for all of us," he suggested. "Did you want something more substantial?"

"No, that looks great actually," Eva replied, "and I might need another one of these." she said, pointing to her drink.

"Done," he said. He waved over the waitress and put in the order.

The appetizers came, and the guys chit chatted about work and women passing by. They were definitely trolling. Eva snacked on the food and listened to their banter, which she found a little fascinating. Eva had only been around groups of guys at school, and never in a situation like this. It was hard to pick up clues on what they were really thinking, since there seemed to be so much bravado thrown in. Carl and Joe were craning their neck to get a view of someone, so conversation faded for a moment and Max looked toward you.

"So Max, which Bud girl is your favorite?" Eva asked.

"Mitzi, no doubt," he responded quickly without any wavering. "She totally gives me the cold shoulder though; I think she thinks I'm too old for her. Did you know she's in a local commercial for a carpet company and a golf course?" he went on. "But enough about my tragic love life, what about yours?" he asked.

"Well, I'm not sure Mitzi is my favorite," Eva teased laughing. Eva didn't even know which one Mitzi was. "My favorite is in Europe right now, so I'm kinda stuck," Eva admitted.

"Ohh, a long distance relationship," he tried to empathize, "Rough, I've done it before. It's better with some understanding between the parties."

"Understanding?" Eva questioned. "What type of understanding?"

He hesitated trying to read Eva's face. "Well, you know in the military you're away a lot, and you still have needs....as long as both parties understand that..." he trailed off.

"Ah, yes," Eva said understanding what he was getting at. Wasn't that what Lucas wanted. "Did you want to know, or not?" Eva asked.

"Oh, I always wanted to know. I wanted her to be able to confide in me," Max said.

"Ha, it just turned you on that she was horny, you didn't really care about her feelings," Eva scolded.

"Oh, hit a nerve have I?" Max countered. "So, you're in one of these agreements."

"Yea, I don't think I want to know, but he does...." Eva blurted. Why was she even talking about this? "Then my Aunt brought me here to pick up a guy." Oops, Eva definitely couldn't believe that just came out of her mouth.

"Wow, sounds like you have an unusual Aunt," Max tried to hide his surprise.

"This is my first time in a bar like this," Eva continued, and she couldn't seem to control her sudden fit of honesty. "They didn't even card me, and I'm technically not old enough to drink yet. I don't even know how to go about it."

"Now, now, it's okay. I promise I won't tell anyone how old you are," he softened his tone. "It's not hard, and any different from anywhere else. All you do is talk to people, find someone you enjoy conversation with, get to know them a little bit, and see if you want to take it further," he offered. "The only thing you have to watch out for are guys who are just trying to pick girls up to get laid in places like this. All they care about is your body."

"I see that," Eva replied, nodding at Carl and Joe, who were now making comments about the girl's body and had turned around completely as she passed by.

"Joe, did you see those tits?" Carl exclaimed.

"I don't know what you're talking about! Did you see that ass?" Joe clamored.

"Like I was saying, Exhibit A and Exhibit B," he acknowledged, nodding at Joe and Carl. "But I'm not like that," Max insisted.

"Well, maybe all girls care about are men's bodies," Eva challenged, "and whether or not they can keep it hard," she added.

"Then this is obviously the right place to come," he chuckled. "Let's dance." He scooted out of the booth and offered his hand. Eva took another sip of her drink, and then followed, taking his hand. The rhythm of the music took over, and Eva enjoyed the movement of her body. The floor was crowded, and Eva was continually brushing up against people, both men, women, and her partner. She closed her eyes and just felt the pulsing of the beat and movement of the crowd.

Eva smiled and laughed at Max, who was obviously trying to do his best to impress her with his moves. Eva noticed Aunt Margo was also on the dance floor, practically dirty dancing with her surfer guy. His movements were flowing, and Eva thought to herself that he would be good in bed. Eva suddenly realized she was actually fairly aroused, and decided she should relax and enjoy herself a little more.

A slow song came on, and Eva automatically melted into her partner, pressing her body close to his, feeling his chest and shoulders with her hands, feeling her hips move up against his, and feeling his mound brush across hers. Eva looked up at him. He was handsome and nice, but just dangerous enough to excite her. Eva placed her head on his shoulder and pressed her front hard against him, feeling his hard on swell. The song ended too quickly, and the two of them were headed back to the booth. Before Eva sat down, Aunt Margo came up.

"Hey, I wanted to introduce Sean to you," Margo said.

"Hello, Sean, nice to meet you. This is Max, and that's Carl and Joe," Eva motioned as she made introductions.

"Why don't you join us?" Max suggested.

"Well, it looks kind of crowded," Margo objected.

"We can all squeeze in," he insisted. He quickly slid around the rounded booth seat, and motioned Eva to follow. "Here, sit on my lap," he directed. Eva followed his lead, sliding in, and slid up close to him, but not quite on his lap. Carl and Joe scrunched a little, leaving enough room for them to sit down.

"Thank you," Margo said, as they sat down.

"Another round here, when you get a chance," Max yelled to the waitress.

Courteous banter followed. Where do you live? Where do you work? What are your interests? The drinks arrived and were passed around the table. Eva was only casually following the conversation as she continued to keep her body pressed into Max, his arm holding her close.

Margo had her hand discreetly over in Sean's lap, no doubt rubbing his cock. She was obviously getting ready to win the little bet. Eva let her hand wander over to Max's cock. She didn't look at him, but just slowly rubbed up and down his length and then gently squeezed him. Eva felt her pussy tingle and knew that she wouldn't mind his cock sliding into her at all.

Eva repositioned and spread out her dress, which was wide at the hem and had ample material, covering his legs. She undid his button with some effort, and then reached her hand into his pants. Eva reached down and pulled it from its lower position and laid it up towards his stomach, allowing her to stroke it more easily. Then, Eva actually scooted onto his lap placing an arm around his neck.

Eva whispered in his ear, "See what girls who come to these places want." Eva teased.

Eva turned back around as if nothing was happening and tried to listen to the conversation, casually sipping from her drink. She was slowly grinding her hips onto his cock and could feel it hard between her mound and ass. Eva was glad she had decided to wear a thong, as now hardly anything separated his cock from her slit, and she could feel his skin up against hers.

Margo said she needed to go to the restroom, and grabbed Sean dragging him with her as she went. Eva knew Margo was making her move, and he couldn't conceal the tent in his shorts as he got up, though no one probably noticed. Eva whispered back in Max's ear.

"Put it in me," she breathed quietly. Eva reached down and pulled her thong to one side and slid up and down, lubing his cock with her wetness. He used a hand to push it into her, and she felt it slowly separate her pussy lips and slide in. Eva bit her lip trying not to moan. She couldn't believe she was getting fucked right in front of everyone.

Eva could see down the hallway where the restrooms were, and Margo had pulled Sean into a dark corner. Eva saw her slip down behind him against the wall, and knew she was sucking his cock. Eva wiggled her ass back and forth, enjoying the feeling of Max's dick in her pussy.