Monika closed the door after her three girl friends had left for their respective rooms. The session with the two black strippers was something she had never experiences in her life. It was intense, arousing and even disturbing to her, whether she had been unfaithful to her future husband.
The opening of the presents had calmed her down a little. She had received a number of naughty presents from her friends. Among them were some naughty lingerie, vibrating penis rings, KY jelly and a pair of stilettos that had extra long heels. Ones those strippers would wear.
Now that everyone was gone she was ready to get comfortable. She went to the bathroom took of her dress and inspected herself in the mirror. She liked what she saw. The black panties and the lift bra showed her to be well endowed. She was sure that her husband would love her for her body. Many men had in the past commented about her butt. She gathered her lose hair and put a ponytail. It made her face look even more youthful and even a little vulnerable.
Monika moved to the bed, where all the presents were sprawled over. She touched the lacy lingerie and enjoyed the feel. The bra had a little slit in the front as did the panties. She touched the fabric to her body and enjoyed the caress.
At an impulse, she reached back and unclipped her bra and let it fall to the ground. She reached down the side of her panties and stood naked. The cool air of the night touched his nipples and hardened them further. The sound of waves brought the wonderful realization where she was and why.
She placed the naughty bra on her breast, locked the hook and the back and placed the shoulder string in place. Pulled the flimsy panties between her legs and pulled them up her crotch. The turned to inspect herself in the mirror in the room and wondered how sluttish she appeared.
Next she inspected the stilettos, rolled her finger over the long thin heels. She even caressed the point end over her body. Felt good. Very soon she had the pair on her feet. She gingerly stood up. Not used to such high heels she almost lost her balance. She started some walking practice up and down the room as if it was a ramp. Her ample hips swayed with each step.
A knock on the door startled her. She was not expecting anyone but she was sure that it would be one of the girls. She swung the door open.
Trevon and Morris were standing in front with smile on their face.
"Sorry for disturbing you miss Monika." Apologized Morris.
Monika did not know how to react to the situation. She knew she was inappropriately dressed. But also having seen these men a little while ago in a naked state made her feel a little appropriate.
"Yes..?" She inquired.
"I believe I dropped my cell phone in your room. Did you find it?"
"No."
"Would you mind, if we looked for it real quick. Sorry for being a bother."
Monica wanted to say no to their request. She wanted a little time to get herself a little proper.
But before she could say anything, Morris pushed her gently and made their way inside. Trevon followed him in. Monika hurried to persuade them to leave and let the door go. Like all hotel doors this one to shut itself quickly behind her.
The men while looking for the mobile phone were also eyeing Monika. The conservative and coy Monika was looking like a stripper herself. The hard nipples and the aureoles were visible through the thin fabric of the bra. The high heels gave her a hookers look and the ponytail made the face of the Indian woman vulnerable.
"Do you know Monika. You look hot!!" Exclaimed Morris.
She decided to keep quiet.
"Look at her butt." It was Trevon's turn to comment.
"Monika. Would you like to dance the butt with me."
"You should be leaving." Said Monika. This was getting little beyond what she was able to tolerate.
Morris taking a no for an answer started to dance. The sensuous dance he was so good at. He had changed into a tee-shirt and jeans, his lithe body moved sexily with each gesture. The slow but deliberate movements were too difficult for Monika to keep her eyes off.
"Come on Monika. Dance with me."
Monika stood tall in the center of the room with Morris in front of him. In the meanwhile, Trevon had started back the music system. They were both dancing with Trevon behind Monika.
She was not sure where this was going. She was stumped and stood centered in the room.
Morris held both her hands and coaxed her to move his movement. She budged step. He kept at her producing some movement.
"You are dancing great in those heels."
"uh huh."
"You look sexy." He said. Tightening his hold on her.
Monika knew that she was looking sluttish and was provoking these men. She should get this stopped.
That moment Trevon who was dancing behind her, moved close to her and caught her sides. His dark hands were touching her bare skin. The touch caused goose bumps and sent a shiver up her spine. The thinking side of her pushed back on Trevon and breaks lose.
"Please leave me alone. I do not want to dance." Monika wanted to stop at that time.
Monika's nipples were not poking out of her bra. Creating a shape with her small nipples. She had started to get wet and the juices were starting to leak out. They had started to wet her panties. In the black color the small wet patch was still not visible.
Trevon grabbed Monika tighter then before and then pulled her back towards him. Her panties covered hips were now touching Trevon's pelvis. She felt the rough fabric of denim touch her and then she felt the hardness poke her. Having witnessed it earlier in the evening she was sure what it was.
"You have a great body, Monika." Whispered Trevon. Speaking for the first time.
"Can you feel me?" He whispered again.
"No." She countered.
Now he was deliberately grinding his pelvis to her rear.
"No. Please let me go."
"Why? You do not want to us again?" Said Morris. "You were so eager to see us earlier.
"No. Please. I do not want to see you again."
He reached out and touched her nipples that were hard and were protruding.
"What lovely nipples. Why are they so hard?" He pinched her nipple.
"Pleasse..No. This is not right." She cried.
