I forget that people are watching us. There’s people down below on the dance floor who can see us and the bartender behind the private bar is just there across from us.
These types of movements are best reserved for the bedroom and definitely not done with your boss.
I forget everything and remember that the club is like one big bedroom, just with more people. it’s not the creepy, seedy type of vision you’d get when you think of a sex club.
It’s fantasy.
Everything about it has that dream like feel about it, except it’s real.
It’s not long before Josh’s hands travel up my waist to cup my breast and as he does I lean back into him and turn my head up so we can kiss.
While our tongues work each other, he gives my breasts a good feel and I do my best to move over his cock with my ass so I can pleasure him too. I’m different to last night. So very different.
It’s like I’ve become that woman I wanted to be when I first stepped through the doors.
Confident, sexy, daring.
I’m here now. I’m here now with him. I must be because I’m not resisting or doing anything of the sort when he moved with me over to the sofa and takes off my slip.
The slip had a built-in bra so all I’m left in is my panties and heels. The way he wants me.
A wicked smile spreads across his face. My mouth waters when he pulls off his shirt revealing that fantasy body which fits in perfect with the dreamlike feel of the place. In one quick second he sheds the rest of his clothes and my eyes land on his perfectly erect cock.
I’m that woman again because I reach down and take it like I’m supposed to and love the groan that leaves his lips as I run my hands over the smooth length.
I start pumping, and his cock strains upward, growing in my hands. He clamps a firm hand on my wrist, stopping me from going further.
“You get to play with that later. I need to be inside you now,” he says.
I giggle when he grabs my waist and pulls me down into his lap as he sits on the sofa. I straddle him and he fills his palms with the cheeks of my ass, squeezing then moving my panties aside so he can push his cock into me.
It’s only when he enters me and I arch my back that I see a couple below watching us and my awareness comes right back to me again.
All that time I touched him I got lost in the fantasy. Now reality has creeped back in. I’m having sex in public and people are watching, but… it doesn’t stop me.
Josh smooths his hand up my back as he moves faster into me, fucking me. His hand glides up to the back of my neck, and I focus on him.
“Look at me baby, focus on us and the movement, you’ll enjoy it more if you do that,” Josh says.
“Okay…” I stutter and press into him as he squeezes my hips and starts fucking me hard.
His cock pulses in my pussy, and the walls tighten. I’m already on the verge of coming and I know I won’t last.
“You’re even more beautiful when you get lost in pleasure,” he says pulling my head right up to his. “Give yourself to me Giselle, stop resisting.”
I didn’t realize I was, but I know what he means. It was the hesitation of everything. Being here and being seen.
I smooth my hands up his jaw, running my fingers over the scruff of his jaw and I kiss him.
I kiss him hard showing him how much I want him and I get sucked into the fantasy again. I allow him to take me. I give myself to him and give over that logic I so often rely on.
When his cock pulses inside me that tension that was coiling deep within my groin pushes up, rising higher and higher like a pressure cooker and when it reaches the top it explodes and I throw my head back crying out into the release that takes me. It’s scandalous and raw like us.
He pounds harder and faster, rutting into me until he blows hot cum up into my passage. I feel it, and it feels good.
He then reclaims my lips and I know then that tonight isn’t going to be like last night at all. It’s going to be more. So much more. More of this insane frenzy that’s come over me to be with this man.
It’s the sun that wakes me again.