Hi honey, I'm going to write my story of when I went to the wrong place to meet you.
Somehow I went to the house where I thought you were waiting for me and this guy opens the door, I don't recognize him....but he is awful happy to see me. I look around for you once I'm inside and realize pretty fast there has been a mistake. He says he thought I was the person that was supposed to arrive for his bachelor party but can tell by my reaction that I'm not her.
He looks me up and down and says this can't be an accident that such a beautiful woman would show up at this time and would I consider being the entertainment for his party of five young college guys. I couldn't help feel a little rush of excitement as he just stared at me. I had dressed up especially for you. I had these little black strap heels with thigh high lacy top white hose. A little frilly and extremely short gray silk dance skirt that bounced as I walked.
Underneath I wore a little pair of white transparent panties that tied on the side. I had shaved my pussy so clean and smooth and applied baby oil to the smooth shaved mound. My panties made my pussy look and feel like it was ready for anything, especially your cock. I wore a cream color silk camisole that hung from my shoulders by little thin straps and no bra. My nipples were perky and erect and shown clearly through my camisole. Anyway, he seemed so excited and said if I would entertain for his party he would pay me 50,000 dollars. To be honest, I was already a little excited about turning these guys on because I was horney thinking about how I was going to turn you on. My pussy was tingling and I said I would give them some excitement but there would only be touching and no intercourse.
He said that would be fine because just looking at me or watching me dance would probably get him off. My pussy felt a little wet when he said that. I said lets go and entered the living room where the party was. The guys, all in their late twenties went wild. They said the agency had out done themselves by sending such a baby doll for them. I laughed and twirled around as my hair flew behind me and my skirt flared out with a flirty hint of my panties exposed. The room was spacious with a fireplace, bar, pool table and a large pedestal bed in the center of the room.
It looked like a place you and I could go wild with, fulfilling each other's fantasies all night. In fact, I wasn't sure you weren't involved in this somehow. I know your fantasy has always been to watch me turn someone on. I couldn't help but wish you might be hiding somewhere watching the entire event. The gorgeous young man that met me at the door brought me a glass of Champaign and whispered, "lets see what you have" in my ear.
Though I was surprised, I found myself ready to really excite these young men and perhaps myself. I asked them to turn up the music a little. The music is slow and dreamy, easy to dance to. I begin to dance and twirl around the room. The groom has a silly smile pasted on his face and he is undoubtedly thinking his bride to be would kill him if she knew there was female entertainment at the party. This turned me on slightly. He had told her there wouldn't be this type of entertainment because that's what his friends had told him, yet he thought maybe something might be on the agenda that night. He watches me spin and twirl as my skirt flies out further with each spin.
Giving them just a glimpse of my panties and warm moist pussy hiding behind the silk. I step up onto the large poster bed and begin to swing around the post, rubbing my pussy soft and gently up and down the post as I taunt them and myself. Several of them have now removed their slacks and are following me around the room in there satin or silk boxers. There large and hard cocks are evident through their boxers and I'm getting wetter as I dance. I jump from the bed and my skirt flies up showing all of my ass and pussy to their obvious delight. I have them excited and hot and I haven't even begun to get wild. They are so easy and this will be fun.
I keep thinking you are watching and that lets me enjoy this beyond my imagination. I glide over to the pool table and stretch over the table as though I'm trying to make a corner shot. My right foot is on the floor and my left leg is on the pool table. My skirt has risen up around my waist so that my pussy is flat on the table and my ass is in the air covered by nothing but thin damp silk. I look ahead and see that he is staring deep into my eyes. The other guys are whooping it up and making suggestive but sensual comments to each other about my body. I can tell they are becoming very aroused but I don't feel threatened.
I slowly roll over onto my back and feel the cool air on my now soaked pussy. I'm sure they can see right through my panties. My feet are against the rails and my knees are in the air. I have my arms stretched back and my hair is spread across the table. I'm in a strange but sensual and almost hypnotic mood. If they only knew how I was getting off on this without them they would cum in there pants or maybe try to cum in me.
I knew I wouldn't let that happen but I almost welcomed a hot and hard cock at this point. If you were close I would have my lips around your cock and begged for the cum to run down my throat. The music is so sweet and sexy, almost as if it had been written for this moment. The guys are gathered around the pool table now. The groom with the beautiful eyes kisses a ball and rolls it between my legs and it snuggles up against my damp pussy. He starts to reach for it but I put my hand over the ball and rub it against me. His hand is over mine and I turn it over and put the ball wet with my juice in his hand.
Before he can react I stand and begin to dance slowly and sexually on the table. They are talking about the way I move and what they would like to do for me. Their conversations are a little blurry but I understand their desires and feel my face blush. Now I am warm all over and getting horny. I'm not so much hungry for them as I am the sensation of such a pure sexual feeling. Several of them are on the table dancing with me, being careful not to let me fall they pass me back and forth like a doll. Holding me close and holding my ass in their firm hands. I'm hot and wet and not sure what I want.
I point to the groom and tell him I'm thirsty. He pours a glass of champagne and jumps onto the table. The others get down just as quick. They seem to be aware of something I'm not. We begin to dance as I sip the champagne with one hand and hold onto him with the other. How I wish you were here and that you and I were on the table dancing.