The Love Of Money - Episode 147
29-07-25 (16:37)
The dance floor was in another room, and peeking
through the large opening, I noticed it was decorated
similarly to the room we first entered. There were a
few more lounge chairs scattered around, a section for
the DJ, and another smaller bar. The floor was
expansive and was moderately filled with men and
women bumping and grinding to some R&B and
electronica mash-up.
The seven of us sat in our VIP section, and the girls
immediately began pairing up and talking with each
other. Natashya and Erin were casting glances toward
the dance floor and talking with their faces close to
each other; Shea and Emily were talking animatedly
amongst themselves while Chloe maintained a cool
interest in whatever they were discussing, but I noticed
her eyes scanning the room several times. The guys
kept vigil on the edges of the dias where' we sat.
Refraining from making small talk with the women,
Ashlee Immediately plopped down in my lap and
slipped her arms around my neck. She wasn't
displaying cleavage the way Chloe, Natashya, or my
sister was, but that didn't mean she didn't have ways
of holding my attention. She reached down, placed a
finger under my chin, and lifted it so I could meet her
gaze. She was still a little Inebriated as she smiled
down at me.
"When are you gonna dance with me?" She asked with
a pout.
In my own compromised state, I grinned, placed my
hands on either side of her face, and pulled her down
so that I could crush my lips on hers, kissing her
thoroughly. Ashlee was hot, and I was tired of holding
back around her, I was sick of caring about the fact
that Helen was her mom... especially when neither of
them seemed to care. I didn't want to think about the
fact that she had some sort of connection with my
would-be killer. She'd been teasing me for a long time,
and tonight, if possible, I was going to fuck this teasing
little spoiled princess. Wheedling information out
of her could wait till tomorrow.
The rest of the ladies let out a chorus of, "Ooooh!"
I parted the kiss and she ran the tip of her pink tongue
across her bottom lip as I said, "Let's go now." We
excused ourselves from the group and headed to the
dance floor with two of the Johns in tow. Neither of us
paid them any attention as I led her to the dance floor.
As soon as we hit it, her ass was grinding on my crotch
while her back was pressed against my chest. She
raised her arms over her head and draped them over
my shoulders as she swung her head back and forth.
She was wild, energetic, and enthusiastic, and as she
spun around in my arms to look at me, her gaze
promised pure sex.
We continued like that for some time, with one
interruption as one guy got too close to her and she
didn't hesitate to physically shove her away from him
before immediately going back to seducing me with her
body. After about ten to fifteen minutes, we found
Emily and Natashya on the floor dancing with each
other. They worked their way over to dance next to us.
Though the way they moved with each other seerned
relatively platonic, they danced close enough to
discourage other men from trying to butt into the little
private party they were throwing between themselves.
Eventually, they included the two of us in their dance
without any resistance from my date.
While not even remotely interested in giving Erin a
chance, Ashlee almost seemed to crave the attention of
the other women, especially Emily. It was possible
because she was my sister and Ashlee saw it as
another way to get her foot in the door of the ultimate
prize-being my girlfriend. She even seemed interested
in getting more friendly with Shea. She had been warm
enough to Chloe once enough time had passed after
my bodyguard had frisked her. Ashlee seemed
desperate to gain the approval of the other girls almost
as much as she wanted mine.
It was only when Emily had extended a hand to her
that Ashlee moved off me to dance with my older
sister, and they were phenomenal together. All three of
them were much better dancers than me. Natashya
danced for a living, so that was no surprise, and Ashlee
was a natural from the moment we hit the floor, which
was likely from her experience at clubs, but I hadn't
realized Emily was so good. Had she received her
experience from her acting career?
Natashya took up dancing with me and was careful to
avoid being overtly sexual as we paired off, and after a
few moments, she pulled the other two in so all four of
us danced with each other. We kept switching partners
in a chaotic pattern that only made sense to us in the
moment. One moment, I was grinding against Ashlee's
ass while Emily ground against her. The next, Natashya
was twirling around me with more rhythm and grace
than any single person should be allowed to have.
The moments we danced together were superheated
as the exotic dancer took things to the edge, bringing
my hands to her chest, and working her way down my
body and back up. I kept glancing at Ashlee to ensure
she was okay with what we were doing, but she either
had no problem with us or was too occupied to notice.
Then we would switch up and Emily would be in my
space. Out of all the women, she was the closest to my
height and as we danced with each other, we found
ourselves making a crazy amount of eye contact. At
first, it was a little strange dancing to sexy music in a
club with my sister present, but as the minutes passed
and the alcohol flowed, things became less weird. Soft
touches became more frequent, not just between the
ladies, but between siblings. More than once I caught
her biting her lip while checking out a good-looking guy
or even staring at Natashya's ass or Ashlee's thighs. I
wondered how long it had been since my sister had
gotten laid.
Eventually, the first set ended and several people left
the dance floor as the next set started. Ashlee tapped
me on the shoulder, and pulled me down to say into
my ear, "Emily and I are going to get drinks!" I nodded,
then she pulled me into a kiss before letting me go and
disappearing into the crowd.
That left me and Natashya, and the moment Ashlee
left, all bets were off as far as the dancer was
concerned. She was up on me in her tiny dress as if she
were giving a lap dance while I was standing up. Her
arms were over her head, and she would crouch
extremely low, brushing her face and lips on my crotch
every time she rose. The music was a slower pace this
time - a pulsing, sexy rhythm that encouraged a more
intimate sort of dance, and she was taking advantage.
Natashya got close, her hands on either of my thighs as
she slowly rolled her hips in and out, snaking them
against my crotch.
Your sister and I have gotten on very well, Marcus," she
said.
"So I heard," I said back in her ear as one of her dreads
brushed my face.
"She thinks the world of you and says you're a good
man." Natashya gave me a smile that almost looked
bashful, something I never would have imagined could
come from the exotic beauty.
She slid her hand up my chest and around my neck,
bringing my
lips close to hers as I stared into those red-brown eyes.
"She gave me permission to date you, she said, her
bashful smile turning amused.
I recalled telling Emily that we had dated a little and
smiled, my heart warm with the thought that my sister
was looking out for me.
"You might have to fight Ashlee for that spot," said with
a grin.
"You think I could take her?" Natashya sald, cocking her
head to the side and kissing the corner of my mouth
with her soft lips. She grabbed my arm and wrapped it
around her waist. Then she bent backward, arching her
back as she stretched her arms out overhead in a
graceful dip. We held the pose for a handful of
moments with my face nearly buried between her tits.
She wore a sharp scent like cinnamon and some sort of
flower I couldn't quite place, and I was tempted to run
the tip of my nose between the valley of her breasts.
Finally, I pulled her back into my body, her face close to
mine again, suddenly finding the urge to kiss her as we
locked eyes.
I glanced down at her generous lips and asked, "Are
you applying for the position?"
She offered me a close-lipped smile and said, "Would
you like me to?"
"What if I did?" I asked. I should have known better
than to pursue this line of questioning with Ashlee
nearby, but I couldn't help myself. I hadn't considered
her girlfriend material, but Emily's words to her made
me wonder what that would be like. With Natalie out
of the picture, there wasn't anyone else I had in mind
to pursue. Would someone like Natashya be a good
girlfriend? She seemed open to the Idea of keeping
things open.
But was there potential for love? Could I love this
wornan the way I'd been so sure could love Natalie?
Why else would I even consider dating anyone? Should
I even be entertaining a relationship right now with
everything else happening?
I told you, Marcus," Natashya said with a note of
disapproval in her voice as she slid her hand over my
crotch, grinding her palm against it. "Don't fall in love
with me. I wouldn't be a good girlfriend for you. That
should be for the good girls like Danielle. That is not me.
As we ground against each other to the beat of the
music, she gazed up at me with mischief in her eyes as
her finger and thumb found the zipper of my pants.
With her hand still on my crotch, she gazed up at me
with mischief in her eyes as her finger and thumb
found the zipper of my pants. With her hand still on my
crotch, she turned away and leaned against me as she
began working my zipper down while we danced
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