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He watched as they swayed around the pole. The naked woman
flush to the mystery woman’s back, her hips snug and tight to the skirted ass.
She was all sensual moves and swaying hips, grinding her bare pussy into the
other woman. He couldn’t take his eyes off Button-Down Girl. The naked beauty
lost her allure in the mystery of the other.

A ring of women closed in on the pole and they shifted their
positions until Rob lost sight of
her
. He craned his head to see and
could only catch a glimpse of the top of her head.

Someone grabbed his arm and pulled him aside. “Rob, come and
see the pool. I didn’t take you out there earlier.”

Wendy hauled him up the steps and he glanced back to the
pole.
She
now stood with her back against the wall, her glass of wine
acting as a shield. Cool night air embraced him and he turned his attention to
a surprisingly large outdoor pool.

What an oasis, where it seemed people could unleash their
desires at the end of the day. He smiled, guessing that’s how the place got its
name. Desire After Dark. Tall city buildings surrounded the high brick walls of
the pool. Deep-blue lights glowed in corners, lighting the water with a
mysterious aqua shimmer.

“Nice, eh?”

Rob nodded and walked to an alcove at the far end. Tucked in
the corner to his right was a wide lounge couch with a few people on it. He
couldn’t make anyone out, but the murmur of voices was low and soft.

On the opposite side of the pool was another wide lounge
that ran the length of the wall in an L shape toward the deep end. Pillows were
scattered on it, but the lounge was empty.

Looking back the way he came, Rob let his gaze slide over
two couples snuggled in the pool. He couldn’t look away and watched them for a
bit, enjoying the feeling of voyeurism. His jeans were becoming way too
uncomfortable. He smiled, recognizing the benefit of wearing a towel slung
around his hips like the other guys were.

He spied another hot tub. This one at the top of the stairs
he’d just come up. A few people were in it, holding wineglasses and laughing at
some private joke. Café tables placed next to a wall had an array of shucked
bathing suits and drink glasses sitting on them. Towels were tossed across the
chair backs. Rob glanced up at the surrounding buildings. This sure would be a
scene to watch.

“Don’t worry. None of the windows give a view of the pool.
See how they face the other direction?”

He nodded. “That’s lucky. Not sure I’d be prancing around
naked with all the world to see.”

“Well, you can take it inside, you know.”

A riot of laughter rushed up the stairs from the bar. “Come
on. We’re missing the fun.”

He followed Wendy back into the bar and was shocked how much
the crowd had grown. Voices rose, competed with the music, and it was loud and
chaotic. He looked for the woman who caught his eye earlier, but she had
disappeared.

At the corner of the bar two young couples stood with drinks
in their hands. The girls were pulling at the towels of their guys and finally
succeeded in getting them to hold them open. They held the towels wide and a
few ladies at the pole crowded around to look and then cried out with delight
at what they saw. Rob chuckled. This night knew no bounds.

Chapter Two

Rob found a stool with a bird’s-eye view of the pole. The
other guys stood in a ring with women interspersed among them. He still
couldn’t get over the lack of dress for the women. Many boobs bounced free of
their very skimpy tops and he’d never seen more bare pussy that didn’t belong
to strippers in one place.

Even an older, earthy woman stood on the sidelines swaying
to the music. She’d taken her plaid shirt off, and didn’t seem to have a care
in the world that she totally didn’t fit in. Dressed in ragged jeans, a pair of
serious hiking boots and a bra that shouldn’t be viewed in public. She seemed
happy enough and when her turn came, she prowled around the pole, pulsing her
hips. The other ladies cheered her on and he laughed when she faced the pole,
slowly humping it before moving off and disappearing from view.

Ginger was back and it reminded him of the gray lady. He
looked for her and was disappointed not to see her. Maybe she was upstairs in
the peek-a-boo going down on someone or vice versa. His dick swelled, thinking
of her sucking him. He let his imagination run wild and could almost see her
staring up at him through her glasses with his cock in her mouth, her red lips
sealed tight on him. He’d grab that ponytail and hold on for dear life.

He nearly groaned out loud, and hopped off the stool. He
needed some air and walked up to the pool with his beer. Wendy and Conn stood
with a crowd at one of the tables. He approached and was welcomed into the
group.

“Is this your first time at Desire?” A fully clothed woman
inquired.

“Yes. It’s not the first time I’ve been asked to come though.
I travel a lot and it finally fit my schedule.” Rob wondered why she didn’t
prance around with barely anything on.

“Rob, this is China.” Wendy introduced them. “She’s the
floor manager and another owner.”

“If you’re wondering why I’m dressed, it’s because I like to
keep a clear head and a close eye on everything. It’s important for our guests
to have the best experience.”

“I was wondering,” he admitted.

“I use the facilities during the off-hours. Trust me, I get
my kicks here too.” She gave him a wicked smile.

Rob raised his eyebrows at her confession. Then he wondered
why he should be surprised after everything he was being exposed to tonight.

The other people in the group were wrapped in towels and one
large woman had on the oddest-looking outfit. Two panels of black latex slapped
to her. The front just covered her tits and ended above her pussy, the back
piece stopped halfway down her ass. The front and back were laced at her sides,
holding the two together. It wasn’t the most flattering outfit but proved it
didn’t matter what your shape or size. All were welcome.

Another woman had a towel slung around her hips, like the
guys, leaving her breasts bare. This place was a feast for the eyes. Rob sucked
back his beer, suddenly feeling very out of place in his clothes. He wasn’t an
exhibitionist by nature, but he did have a hankering to get out of the clothes
and relieve the strain against his hard-on. A towel would do just nicely.

Wendy stepped back and he followed her gaze. Gray lady
approached with her friend. “Karen, Jill. Come, I want to introduce you to
someone.”

They sidled up to the crowd and Rob was taken with Gray. She
had a reserved sultriness that hinted at a wildness he’d love to discover. She
met his gaze and he recognized nervousness in their hazel depths. Everything
about her was cool and soft. His cock hardened.

“This is Rob, an old friend who we’ve finally been able to
drag here.” Wendy leaned forward and spoke in a low tone. “I think he was
afraid to come.”

The two women laughed and Jill, the redhead, spoke. “It
definitely can be overwhelming. Truth be told, it’s only my third visit.”

Gray stayed silent. Rob prompted her, “And you, Karen?”

She sipped her wine and met his gaze, the clarity in her
eyes astonishing. “My first time.”

“Who’s up for a skinny dip?” the large woman called out and
presented her side to the man behind her. “Unlace me.” Her tone was commanding.
Seconds later, she was naked and then pulled the towel from her man. Grabbing
his hard cock she led him to the pool and stepped down the ladder. The other
two couples in the group followed, leaving him, Karen, Wendy, Conn and Jill
standing there.

“Karen, do you want to go in?” Jill asked in a low whisper.

She looked at her. “Only if you do.”

Arousal curled in his gut and fanned into his hips, thinking
of these two ladies swimming naked with him. He glanced at the pool and the
other couples were clustered in groups. Some drinking and some kissing.

Then Jill turned to him, pulling his attention from the
pool. “Will you go in, Rob?”

He wasn’t anticipating the question and now faced with it he
realized he did want to swim. Before he could answer her, Jill looked over his
shoulder.

“Oh! They’re smoking. I’ll be back in a minute.” She dashed
off and climbed onto the wide lounge in the darkened corner with a group of
people.

“So, Karen, did you want to go in?” Wendy asked her.

“I didn’t bring a suit.”

“Well, we can fix that.” Wendy peeled off her bikini top and
stripped her bottoms down her legs. Rob tried not to ogle his friend. He knew
she had great tits but seeing them now, bare, exposed to him, was the last
thing he expected.

Karen looked at Wendy and chewed her lower lip. Would she or
wouldn’t she strip? Take off her very businesslike clothes. Rob realized he was
anticipating her answer and wishing she’d make up her mind quickly. He wanted
to lay eyes on her hidden body and see if she was really as smoking hot as he
thought she was.

“So?” Wendy asked her again.

Karen gulped the last of her wine and set the glass on a
table. “What the hell? Why not?” She looked at Rob. “Are you coming in too?”

He didn’t miss a beat. “Yep. Sounds like a great plan.”

She smiled and he returned it. Looked as if he might be
getting some tonight after all. He watched her undo the buttons on her blouse
and sucked in a breath when the mauve bra, cradling her very nice tits, was
exposed to him.

She met his gaze and it was as if her mannerisms suddenly
changed from shy to temptress. Every move smooth and controlled as she stripped
until she stood in only her bra and panties.

“I thought you were coming in too?” Her voice held a note of
teasing.

“Don’t worry. I am. But your little strip there was too
entertaining to miss.” He whipped off his shirt and jeans, tossing them on the
chair. She dropped her gaze to his briefs and smiled. He was hard and in
charge. If she wanted to see, he would show her, and his shorts landed on the
pile of clothes.

Her gaze widened and he felt very studly. Yep, every guy
wanted a chick to like the dick. He walked to the pool ladder and looked back
at Karen. She still stood in her bra and panties. He raked his gaze over her.
Her curves were sexy and alluring. Not a skinny, bony thing, but shapely and
nice. He itched to touch her.

“I thought you were coming in too?” he asked.

Karen faced him and reached behind to unsnap her bra. He
waited, his cock waited, and he wished she would fucking hurry.

Her panties and bra joined her pile of clothes. She strode
toward him, her breasts bobbed and her hips swayed. She was gorgeous. Why she
would be shy to show off that body he had no idea. Rob took her in from head to
toes, stopping for a longer perusal on her tits and pussy. A thin strip of dark
hair was all she had, leaving her lips bare to his gaze.

She stopped in front of him and he took in her hardened nipples
before meeting her gaze. “So then, shall we?”

Karen smiled and nodded, moving a little closer to him as he
stepped down the ladder—her breasts, belly, pussy and thighs so close to his
face as he descended he could have reach out with his tongue to taste her.

He paused on the stairs, his gaze falling on the neatly
trimmed strip of her curls before him.

Chapter Three

Karen trembled uncontrollably. She stood naked—naked!—in
front of a strange man and not only him. In front of a whole crowd of people. She
glanced around and forced herself to relax. The others were far too distracted
to notice her. She tried to keep tough, strong, and not wither like a violet.
But it was damn hard.

It was all she could do to not cross her arm over her
breasts and place her other hand over her pussy. That would be so prudish and
totally not fitting for this kind of club so she kept her hands by her thighs,
pressing her fingers into her flesh to keep them still.

The chill of the fall night swirled down from the
surrounding buildings and whispered over her flesh. Karen felt her nipples rise
up. Steam rose from the heated pool water shrouding them in its mist. It was
now or never.

She smiled at Rob and walked toward him, suddenly not so shy
and feeling the power of her sexuality. She let her hips sway just a little
more than normal and felt the bounce of her breasts. Glancing down at him she
saw his cock jump and the need to curl her fingers around his impressive
thickness made her fingers twitch.

Thank God for wine.

If it hadn’t been for the few glasses she’d already had to
get her nerve up to swing around the pole, she wouldn’t be standing here bold
as brass and naked in public. Part of her saving grace was the fact the others
in the pool were intent on their own activities, barely noticing anyone else.

The whole night so far was beyond anything she’d ever
experienced before. Her intention of coming was to support Jill and her pole
dance workshop. When that nude Asian girl had pulled her to the pole Karen had
squelched the urge to yank her hand free of her grip and flee. She’d had
nowhere to go. Her ride was Wendy and Conn. Whom she couldn’t see right then.

Rob—she was sure that was his name—waited on the top rung of
the pool ladder, his eyes glued on her. He’d checked her out pretty thoroughly
and she wasn’t going to let a little bit of shy keep her from returning the
favor. It had been a very long time since she’d had anyone remotely as hot as
him. He was powerful, ripped, and she wanted to run her hands over his bulging
muscles. Just the thought of pressing herself next to him was enough to get her
pussy throbbing with anticipation and her nipples hard and begging for
attention.

Karen closed her eyes briefly and enjoyed the rush of desire
that flowed through her veins. She was horny and wanted sex. Uncomplicated,
satisfying, wild-and-crazy sex. Actually acknowledging that to herself was
liberating. Now standing so close before this gorgeous hunk of a man sent her
into a near tailspin. All he had to do was lean a little bit forward and his
lips would be able to brush her tingling skin. Her inner voice cried out to
him. If only he could read her mind.

Rather than do as she secretly hoped he would, he descended
the stairs and paused when his face was level with her belly. Well, maybe a bit
lower. His warm breath blew across her mound. She locked her knees and prayed
she wouldn’t fall into a heap on him, drowning them both.

She glanced down at him and he up at her. All she had to do
was reach out and run her palm over his short cropped hair and pull him until
his face pressed against her. Karen imagined him sliding his tongue lower,
seeking out her clit while he pressed his fingers into her pussy. She moaned
and the delicious thought made her shiver.

“You’re trembling.” Karen barely heard his deep voice above
the jets of the hot tub off to the side.

“I know.”

He reached out and slid his hands up her thighs to cradle
her ass. “I like that.”

His words, touch and the atmosphere of sex surrounding them
wrapped her in an erotic haze, making her legs turn to jelly. She grasped for
the stair railing but there was no need. Rob curled his arms around her hips,
both catching and pulling her down at the same time. She let him do what he
wanted and he carried her backward, his face now flush to her. Exactly as she
wished only moments before.

He eased them down. Their bodies slid against each other.
The delicious bump and slip of her breasts over his face and down his muscled
chest stole her breath. His cock thrust between her thighs and she widened them
so he could slip easily until he nestled next to her pussy. The contact sent
electric bolts shooting through her. Karen wrapped her arms around his neck,
not wanting to let him go. He lowered them until the warm water of the pool
rose up their chests.

She was liquid in his arms. Lost in sensation as the water
buffeted her. Karen lifted her legs and wrapped them around his hips. His cock
was impatient against her pussy and she ached to tip her hips just enough for
him to slip in. But common sense crept in and knocked on her passion-blurred
brain.
Condom, silly girl. We need a condom.

But that didn’t stop her from pulsing her hips so he slipped
between her pussy lips and bumped against her clit. He groaned and lowered them
farther into the water. It lapped at their shoulders. Karen met his gaze, his
face shadowed by her head from the muted glow of spotlight behind her. It cast
a soft blue radiance across the water, making her feel as if they were floating
in a tropical lagoon. Steam rose around them, cocooning them in its fragrant
warmth.

“So what’s your story?” Rob gazed at her, his eyes roving
over her nose, lips, to come back up and snare her gaze all over again.

“Story?” She still trembled, even though she wasn’t cold. It
was his nearness, the press of her breasts and brush of her nipples on his
muscled chest, covered with a perfect balance of hair. She dropped a hand and
flattened it over his pectoral muscle, loving the hard power that rippled
through it. She fanned her fingers and pressed lightly, so loving the feel of
him. She was like a starved woman, not having touched a man in far too long.

“Yeah, all buttoned-up tight like you were. Skirt, top,
shoes.” He reached up and pulled her hair from the ponytail. “That’s better.”

Its auburn length swung just below her chin. She knew it
would puff up into a riot of ringlet curls before long.

“I-I’d just come from work, no time to change, except put a
different skirt on.”

“A nice tight one that shows your ass.”

A giggle welled up in her but she bit it back and smiled
instead. “I’m glad you approve.” He thrust his hips, bringing her awareness
back down between her thighs where his very persistent erection made itself
known. “Oooh,” she moaned and closed her eyes. “You feel so good.”

“Keep your eyes closed.”

“Why?” Karen whispered but did as she was told.

Water sluiced around her shoulders and then the corner of
the pool was behind her back.

“You look sexy with your eyes closed.”

Karen licked her lips, moistening them. Getting hornier by
the second. The ache in her lower belly becoming acute and agonizing.

“Ahh,” he groaned, “see what I mean? You’re a sexy bitch.”

A shiver rippled through her at his dirty talk. Karen was
slightly shocked by it, but loved it a whole lot more. No one had ever talked
dirty to her and she wanted him to keep it up.

“Lean back.”

She kept her eyes closed. His hand was on the base of her
throat and he pushed her back, her chest rising from the water until the air
swept across her exposed nipples. Cooler than the pool. The tips puckered and
she wished, oh how she wished he’d suck them.

“This is way too tempting to ignore.” His mouth pressed the
swell of her breast and his tongue seared a trail to her nipple. He pulled it
between his lips and sucked, flicking with his tongue at the same time.

Sizzling currents sparked from her breasts, straight to her
pussy. She was a boiling mass of trembling muscles sure to cause the water
around them to bubble up in a froth. Rob pulled on the tight tip. His motion
rough and exquisitely exciting. Grabbing his head with her hands, she held him
tight, his short hair rubbing her palm like brushed velvet. No way was she
letting him go. If she did, she might lose the momentum of living in the
moment.

Water sloshed between them when he let her nipple go and
blazed a scorching trail from breast to breast. Karen arched her back as he
sucked her nipple between his lips, laving and pulling. She rocked under him
and tightened her legs around his hips, pounding her heels on his ass to bring
his cock closer to her.

She craved him. Wanted him to drive deep into her. Fuck her
mindless. She pushed at his head.

“R-Rob, upstairs?”

He tipped his head slightly, keeping her nipple between his
lips. She was pinned by the intensity of his gaze. Holy shit, she’d just
invited this hot man to go upstairs with her. That meant to fuck. Right?

Immediately the image of the woman getting eaten out earlier
flashed in her mind. Right on its heels was a shot of alarm. If she did go up
with him, others may watch as she had. She stared at Rob, hoping her confusion
wasn’t evident. As he raised his head from her breast he smiled and reached out
his tongue to flick it on her stiffened nipple. Watching him play with it and
knowing how much more could happen between them made up Karen’s mind. She
pushed any thoughts of concern away. She would do it.

He stood and slipped his hands behind her back and then down
to cradle her ass, her legs still tight about his hips. She wrapped her arms
around his neck, her face tucked into the curve of his throat and he walked
through the water to the ladder. The thick vein in his neck throbbed beneath
the corded muscles. Karen pressed her lips against the pulse and nibbled up to
his jawline. He was so strong and powerful, it gave her the sensation of being
delicate and utterly feminine in his arms.

She turned his face to her and caught his lips. There was no
hesitation between them. Mouths opened and tongues knotted, breathing into each
other. He could kiss, oh God did he know how. Karen had never experienced the
rush of raw, pure, sweet, molten desire from a simple kiss before. But this was
no straightforward kiss. This one meant so much more.

Karen dropped her feet to the bottom of the pool, loving the
slippery skin-on-skin friction of their bodies. Taking their play out of the
pool would lose the unfettered, weightless sensation. She burned with a deeper
need to be taken, overpowered, and the water hindered that. Slowly, she pulled
her lips from his and ran her hand over his shoulder and down his muscled arm
to weave her fingers in his. She gave him a slight tug and stepped toward the
ladder.

“Upstairs.” Her single word said it all. Rob smiled and
followed her.

The steam rising from the water eddied in a miasma around
them, keeping the other couples locked in their own sexual worlds. It was just
her and Rob. The rest didn’t matter.

She turned and placed her foot on the bottom rung, rising
from the water. She felt his hand on her waist and sucked in a surprised breath
when he flexed his fingers on her ass as she climbed the next step. His hands
naturally slid lower, down her hips and over her thighs. His finger slipped
along the crease of her ass, sending a flurry of unexpected delight pouring
through her. She paused for the briefest moment, surprised by the erotic
longing his fingers produced. She’d never had backdoor play before and this new
sensation he roused in her was shocking. She didn’t want the stair climb to
end, but it had to if they were going upstairs.

On the deck she turned and looked down at him, resting a
hand on her hip. Karen stood still, loving how his gaze roved over her body.
She craved to see his muscled frame out of the water and wasn’t the least bit
shy about staring as he rose from the pool like Triton. Glorious, muscled,
glistening as wetness sluiced from his body, his cock jutting thick and proud
from his nest of dark curls.

Karen was so turned-on by the sight of him, she couldn’t
keep her eyelids from fluttering, and hot moisture slid from her pussy at the
anticipation of being fucked by him. He stepped forward and wrapped her in his
arms. His strength sapped her energy and she was grateful he held her. Knees
turning to jelly, she shivered as cool night air blew around them.

Rob leaned over and picked up a towel from the chair,
putting it about her shoulders. Taking another one, he slung it low on his
hips. This time he took her hand and led her along the deck, past the hot tub
full of people writhing and bringing each other pleasure with hands and mouths.

She followed him down into the bar where the pole was still
being worked by a couple of girls. They were the only ones around with the
exception of the bartender, Tressa. She smiled and waved at them as if it were
just another ordinary day on the job as they padded through the bar. Karen
smiled back and followed Rob up the two flights of stairs to the play rooms.