I grabbed the bottle of tequila from Kate's hand and brought it to my lips. The clear liquid burned as it slid down my throat, but it was defiantly working to bolster my courage.
"Why the hell did I let you talk me into this again?" I asked her as she tried to pry the bottle from my iron grip.
"Because you are the only one that can actually dance MJ," she tugged on the bottle, "Now give me that before you're too shit faced to shake your booty!"
She laughed at me as I tried to dodge her hand, hanging onto the liquid courage for dear life, she finally managed to wrestle the bottle from my grasp anyway.
We were hiding in the kitchen of Mel and Rick's condo. Me, dressed in tart wear that consisted of a tight red satin and lace corset with little fishhooks up the front, a red satin garter belt, red fishnet stockings and higher than high heels. Kate was flittering around me, fussing with my hair and retouching my make up.
It was Rick's bachelor party, and I could hear the men on the other side of the thin swinging door, drinking...talking...making man noises (I'm sure I don't have to elaborate on that one.) and I was to be the entertainment for the night.
I reached for the tequila again and Kate batted my hand down, "No more MJ! Jesus girl what is wrong with you? Most of those guys have seen you naked before!"
"No they haven't Kate!" I sounded a little whiney even to my ears, "I only know Rick, Ken, and Chris...Oh and of course Scott...But I don't know any of the other men!" I looked at her pleadingly, I knew there was about 15 of them in the other room, "Come on, you do this! You are much braver than me!"
"MJ I know you can do this," she smiled at me as she ran her fingertip lightly along the soft skin of my breast busting out over the top of the tight satin, "Just go outside yourself...Lose yourself in the music and the moment." She finished with her fingernail flicking over my nipple. "Trust me MJ, you will have fun...that I am sure of."
She smiled a wicked little smile as I moaned, my nip hardening under her touch. Then she pulled back.
I started to give myself a little pep talk as I heard a strange voice on the other side of the door announce loudly that it was time for the "entertainment" to begin.
I looked up at Kate nervously and took a deep uneven breath; she leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips, then turned me around and gave me a little push toward the door.
"Knock 'em dead girl!"
With that she let herself out the sliding door and I was alone for a few moments.
The tequila was helping me somewhat as I plastered a smile on my face and I jerked my hand out, pushing open the door.
The lights were turned low and Rick sat at a chair in the middle of the living room. The other men stood to the side in the shadows, I could barley see them.
The music I had chosen before started to play, 'Feelin' Love' by Paula Cole. I focused all my attention on Rick, walking over to him seductively, my hips swayed to the bluesy rhythms of the song as I started to move.
I started a little shaky, thinking about all the other men watching me. Then I thought about their cocks twitching in their pants, all of them growing hard and wanting me as they looked at my body in the barely there clothes. I found myself getting into it, feeling sexy and wanton. I switched my focus to Rick and following Kate's instructions, just let myself go.
I blocked out everything but Rick as I slinked around him, rubbing myself against parts of his body. Running my hands over his muscled shoulders, which were drawn tight as his eyes roamed over my red satin clad body.
I started to strip, swaying as I unhooked the eyelets on the corset one by one. I got the last one open and held the corset over my breasts, using it to lift and move them as I slipped in between Ricks thighs. I released them and then leaned over his chair, rubbing my nipples back and forth against his cheeks, then his lips. When I felt the warm wetness of his tongue brush against my breast, I pulled back.
Smiling playfully at him and throwing the corset behind me. I cupped my breasts in my hands as my hips moved, my nipples were hard and my pussy was already wet.
I felt amazing! So free and empowered as I saw the look of raw hunger on Ricks face.
I turned my back to him and sat down on his lap, biting back a moan as I felt his cock already very hard and pressing against my ass. I gyrated on him, giving him a slow and thorough lap dance.