Alicia really appreciated Darius helping her with getting Harvey home. He never could handle booze, even at the best of times. Darius, the club owner, was a good friend and always the perfect gentleman. But..... Alicia had been flirting with Darius all night. Teasing him. About his previous career, as a male stripper, then later, as a successful porn performer.
And of course, there's the dress she'd worn tonight. Every guy in the place was transfixed.
Alicia had really gone too far with this. She'd even allowed Darius to see she was without panties. Spreading her legs for him to see her sex, which he could see was wet for him. Alicia had never been so hungry another man in her entire life. She'd done everything for Harvey, shaped her entire self for him in every way.
But now there she was, with Darius in the club, as Harvey watched with approving glances. Raising his glass to Darius, as if prompting him to go further with Alicia.
As Alicia stood close by, he could smell her gorgeous fragrance, something everyone always said about Alicia.
She always smelled so amazing.
I guess her lifestyle of aerobics, yoga and sweating in the steam room really worked wonders. Alicia was so being so naughty now. This had never been a part of her routine, of her life. She was Harvey's wife, after all. His one true love since they'd met in college.
Yet now, she was acting like such a slut! The kind of woman she had no time for. This was not the woman Darius had grown to admire.
Where was the delicate flower of a lady he'd grown to respect? She was half drunk, clearly for courage, staring deep into his eyes, looking up at him so innocently, while being so provocative with her words.
