I watched from my hiding space in the closet of the hotel room as Shanny and her two men arrived in the room. Ray went for ice right away as Dirk helped Shanny with her coat, then went to pull off her shirt.
"Slow down a little Dirk, let me do it for you." she whispered, molding her body to his for a soulful kiss. "You guys want me to dance for you as I take off my clothes, so let's wait for Ray to get back." I saw her look my way and wink, scaring me for a second that she could actually see me.
She sent him off to find a good radio station as she moved two straight back chairs to the end of the bed. Dirk had found a blues station and Shanny slowly swayed to the music.
She pointed to the chairs and told him that's where her audience would sit. He laughed and went to the curtains and opened them fully, showing the other two wings of the hotel's windows now looking into their room.
"Now you have an audience." he said. Shanny could feel a shiver move through her as she realized how many people might enjoy her show tonight, her nipples hardening with the thought.
Ray returned with ice and they quickly opened a bottle of champagne, the men sitting down impatiently waiting for Shanny to start. She moved to them and knelt to take off their shoes and socks, explaining she could think of no sexy way to do that when she was dancing. Dirk had adjusted the lighting so the men were in the dark but the foot of the bed was brightly lit, right where Shanny was to perform. She heard the first few notes of a song she liked and quickly tilted back her glass of champagne and started to move sensuously to the beat.
Shanny moved in front of Ray, building her arousal by feeding on the lust in his eyes as they moved over her body. Her sweater was undone but she used it as a prop, slowly lowering it down her back, looking at him over her shoulder, then turning to squeeze her breasts together as his dark eyes watched her every move. By the end of the song she had flung her sweater to the side of the bed. She moved in front of Dirk and teased him the same way as she removed her skirt, turning her bottom towards him as she shimmied it down, then turning to let him enjoy the tiny damp silk patch just covering her sex.
She danced between the two of them in her bra and g-string, thigh high stockings and tall red pumps, warning them to keep their hands by their sides, moving back in front of Ray, spreading his legs with hers as she danced close to him, her fingers moving down his chest to catch the bottom of his shirt and pulling it over his head, her fingers tracing along his chest as her breasts swayed deliciously close to his face. She moved over to Dirk and wedged his legs apart, her fingers undoing the last of his shirt buttons and pulling it off, her hands tracing along his stomach before sliding down over his cock to his thighs, her hips making little circles in front of his eyes.
I could see how wet her panties were and could smell her arousal, even from the closet, and could see the bulges in the guys pants matched the hard cock in my hand.
She moved back between them and slowly slipped the straps of her bra down her shoulders, bending over and letting her lovely full breasts threaten to tumble out of her cups, then undid the front clasp, watching her audiences eyes as she finally bared her nipples to them, her aureole wrinkled with arousal, her nips standing tall with need.