Liz's cell phone rings and she looks at the number on the caller ID; it's the same area code as hers but she doesn't recognize it. She flips open the phone and says hello in that sexy, bitchy voice that turns most men into an incoherent mass.
"Hi Liz." he says confidently.
"Who is this?" She asks in an indignant and princess-like voice.
"It's Dennis, the guy you gave your number to yesterday at the Benz dealership." He replies.
Liz is surprised because she gave Dennis her number on a dare from a friend of hers. Her friend was there to pick up her car and Dennis was there looking at replacing his older Mercedes. Liz and her friend thought they would play a little prank on an older guy by giving him her phone number and waiting to see if he called. If he did, Liz was going to ply him with phone sex, get him all excited, and then say she'll meet him only to stand him up. Her and her friends would have a good chuckle over the pathetic old loser but now, Dennis's voice sounds so sexy and raw Liz finds herself getting turned on. The two day stubble on her pussy is starting to dampen. "What can I do for you Dennis?" She asks trying to keep her composure and remain the queen bitch she is.
"I just wanted to know if you would like to come to a club that I'm part owner of tonight." He says coolly as Liz's mind races with thoughts about this guy not being such a pathetic old loser after all.
"Sure, maybe. Where is it?" She asks as beads of perspiration form on her upper lip.
"It's on the Shore Road between Lido Beach and Island Park -- where the old Malibu used to be."
"Okay. Can I bring some friends?" Liz queries, figuring he'll refuse.
"Absolutely, as long as they're all over 25 it'll be fine." Dennis says, having Liz hooked and trying to reel her in.
"Of course Dennis, I'm 27 and I'll be bringing three of my girlfriends who are about my age, if that's alright."
"And are they as pretty as you are?" Dennis asks.
"Yes, and they're as wild as I am too." Liz counters, still trying to run her game.
Dennis laughs and says "Okay, your name will be at the door."
After Liz hangs up the phone she calls her three girlfriends to tell them what just happened. Melanie, Jenna and Reilly are all stoked to be invited to one of the hottest clubs in all of Long Island.
In the shower Liz shaves everything that needs it and takes her time soaping up her lean, sexy legs that have the most amazing definition. She moves up her body, soaping her flat little tummy and gently tugging at her belly button piercing which sends a little shock to her clit and perfect 36DD tits with their dark aureoles and large nipples. She spends some time playing with her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples as water cascades over them. Liz turns the cold water tap up a bit so that the water stiffens them even more as her mind wanders to what it would be like to have Dennis's mouth or hands on them. She closes her eyes and moans as her nipple play sends signals to her clit, making it harden.
Liz's mind swims as she imagines what it would be like to be fucked by Dennis. The mental picture of him as a hot, sexy, older man turns her on as she plays with her clit until the wetness of her pussy allows her to slip her fingers in and out. She shoves three fingers into her waiting gash as her other hand keeps working her clit. Suddenly she has a body shaking orgasm that forces her to lean against the cool tile of the shower to steady her wobbly legs. The release leaves her relaxed but also curious if the reality will be as good as the fantasy. Liz has decided that tonight she will either fuck Dennis, or give him the blowjob of his life.
Liz picks out the hottest outfit she has; a tight, strappy shirt dress that barely covers her ass, the kind she can't wear a bra or panties with. She adds a pair of sexy black 'come fuck me' heels that would definitely qualify as stripper shoes and checks her look in the mirror to admire just how hot she is. To complete the look she oils up her legs until they glisten.
Arriving at the club, Liz notices how old school eighties it looks, like something out of Miami Vice. The valet parks her car and refuses her tip saying that it's been taken care of. The bouncers show Liz and her friends in. The place is wild, but most of the clientele is older, in their late 30's and 40's. Liz sees someone heading toward her and she realizes its Dennis. "Hi Dennis." She says, giving him a quick buss on the cheek.
"Hi Liz." He replies, giving her a peck on the lips. She's taken by surprise but she likes the boldness of his actions. Introductions are made and each of her friends gives Dennis a quick, light kiss on the cheek. He tells them he has a VIP suite available for them. Liz and her friends are awestruck; a VIP suite, never in her wildest dreams did they think that she would get this kind of treatment. Liz casually holds Dennis's hand as they walk to the private room.
Liz's friends are very impressed with the club and with Dennis as they follow along to the suite. Each of the girls is very different. Melanie is Latina with olive skin and deep brown hair, 34C tits and a few more curves than Liz with a thing for black guys. Jenna is a former cheerleader with green eyes and blonde hair. She has a tight body with 40DD breasts and she checks out the cute couples as she walks across the dance floor, trying to guess which ones would like a third. Reilly is classically Irish with freckles, red hair and hazel eyes. Reilly is more voluptuous than the other girls and is checking out the women in the club, guessing which ones are bi.
The VIP room is definitely out of South Beach, neon and leather overlooking the dance floor with a pool table in the middle. "This is yours for the night." Dennis says and Liz's jaw drops, thinking this would be a VIP lounge they'd be sharing with others. "Your drinks are comp'd and if you need anything else, Angie will get it for you." Almost on cue Angie appears. A hot raven haired waitress with humongous tits that strain her wifebeater t-shirt to it's limits and a smoldering look in her eye that makes Liz feel a slight wetness in her freshly shaven pussy. Angie throws her a glance like she knows the effect she's having on her. "Treat these ladies right, Angie. I'll be right back."
"Sure thing, Dennis." Angie says with a little smirk. Liz hears a light smack as he gives Angie a playful slap on her sexy ass. Angie jumps and blows him a kiss.
"Fuck," Liz thinks, "this guy must have something because every woman is creaming for him." Angie takes her drink order and as she turns to leave 'accidentally' brushes her huge tits against Liz's.
"Sorry." Angie coos, but the spark she caused traveled all the way to Liz's clit which is begging to stiffen even more as she watches the action on the dance floor. She sees Dennis talking with a hot older blonde who is all over him.