Jen walked confidently back towards her two escorts sitting in the booth, Lex her lover and Ken his friend. Lex saw her coming and stood to meet her, asking if she cared to dance. The small raised dance floor was right next to their booth and there was only canned music playing but it was a slow song they could cuddle closely to.. She molded her body to him as his hand slid to her bottom making her giggle in his ear, "Ken has a pretty nice view of your hand on my fanny." Lex looked over her shoulder and could see they were about three feet above Ken's head.
"He would have a pretty nice view of your fanny if you were wearing a shorter skirt." he countered, and he felt her shiver with the thought.
"He has had some pretty nice views of my panties already" she sighed into her lovers ear, "Did you want to let him enjoy more?"
Lex nipped at her neck lightly and answered, " It's not up to me baby, it's your call, it's your body, you know whatever you do is cool with me."
Jen thought this over for a minute, knowing deep down she could not stop what she had started quite yet, and asked Lex to turn her around so he was dancing behind her. As soon as Lex slid in behind her she raised her arms up over her head and wrapped them around his head and shoulders as his hands rested on each of her hips. She tilted her head back, her lips seeking his and they swayed slowly facing Ken, locked in a deep wet kiss. The passion in the kiss emboldened Lex as his hands roamed up to cup her breasts, causing her next button to pop. Jen moaned a soulful "Oh Yes" into his mouth, thrusting her breasts into his hands, his fingers gliding over her hard nipples poking into the thin covering of lace. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing into her ass and she spread her legs as wide as the tight skirt would allow. She broke the kiss, needing and wanting to look at Ken, watch his eyes as Lex fondled her in front of him, let him see how much she was enjoying the sensations.
Ken's eyes were locked on hers for a moment, then he let his gaze drop to the slit in her skirt, then back to her eyes, pleading with desire. She moved her hands down past Lex's firmly planted on her breasts until her fingers were on the swell of her hips, and with her eyes locked on Kens she slowly inched her skirt up until she could feel a cool breeze on the bare skin above her stockings. Lex moved her tight to the railing surrounding the dance floor, his hands dropping to pull her hard against his crotch, their hips rolling as one, her very wet thong covered cunt just inches above Ken's upturned eyes. He feasted on her display, taking a deep breath of her essence, then picked up his wine glass and gave the rim a long savouring lick as he held her eyes for a moment. Jen could take no more, could feel herself cumming again and bent forward at the waist over the railing, her breasts all but spilling out of her bra as she moaned a emotional "Oh God Yes" close to Ken's ear.