Inner Darkness (open to a female)

shydrawn

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I'm looking for a female to play the role of my partner in the RP below. You have free reign to create your character however you like. Feel free to play a dominant seductress (bridesmaid, mother of the bride, or the bride herself, any would be great), or an innocent sub that Jack corrupts during the course of the weekend (again, any of the aforementioned roles are fine).

I am looking for a literate writer who can commit to posting 2-3 times per week. I myself will post at least that often, but usually daily. If you are interested, please send me a PM with the idea for your character and a sample of your writing (either a link to another RP of yours, or you can write an introductory reply to my post). Looking forward to a great RP! :)

***Inner Darkness***

The blast of hot, humid air flowed over Jack as he emerged from the cabin of the airplane. He had no doubt it would be overbearing in about 5 minutes, but right that second he found it a welcome relief after the unpleasantly cool cabin. A gentle breeze explored the spikes of his midnight black hair as he strode down the rolling staircase toward the tarmac. Jack reached the bottom of the staircase, coming out from the shadow of the airplane. His naturally bronzed face crinkled as he squinted against the bright sun. He paused and reached into the front pocket of the breezy button down shirt stretched tautly across his muscular chest. His hand emerged with a pair of stylish sunglasses and he settled them on his face, eyes relaxing as he began to move once more and followed the signs toward the terminal.

He frowned pensively as he pondered his situation. The current climate wasn't much of a change from what he had become accustomed to, given that he had just flown from his tropical honeymoon, to the site of his best friend's destination wedding. He was still a little peeved at his friend for scheduling his wedding so close to Jack's own. After all, Jack and Amanda had scheduled theirs nearly six months before Mark and his fiancee. Nonetheless, Jack was a good friend, and so he'd agreed to cut his honeymoon a day short and come to be the best man. Unfortunately, his brand new wife, Amanda, hadn't been able to get any more time off work to come with him, so they had parted ways in Cozumel just a few hours prior, her to return to snowy Buffalo to go back to work, him to board a flight for Maui.

Had that those been Jack's only concerns, however, his mood would have been less bleak. After all, he'd had almost six months to get used to the idea. No, it wasn't just that. He entered the cool air conditioning of the terminal and removed his glasses once more. He paused briefly, looking for the baggage claim sign. Upon finding it, he continued his journey, and his ruminations. The dark thoughts that had troubled his flight from Mexico returned as he traveled down the corridor. There was something wrong with him, and he knew it. He'd just departed his honeymoon, where he'd had more sex than he had ever had in his life and yet he found himself profoundly...unsatisfied.

He sighed as he admitted the hard truth. He had never made love to Amanda before their wedding night, and the first couple sessions had been everything he could have hoped for. But after just a little while, he found himself wanting something more. He hadn't been sure what was missing at first, but as they honeymoon wore on the images had started to come. Amanda, bent over and begging for his cock has he slapped her ass. Amanda, in stilettos and thigh highs, telling him she was a whore and that she needed him. But Amanda wasn't like that, she was...a sweet, loving, cheerful secretary who would make a great mother for his children. An experimental smack had evoked horror, and a long heart to heart. Requests to try other positions had been politely but firmly denied. They hadn't even made love that last night...and Amanda hadn't seemed to mind at all.

Jack shook himself from his dark thoughts and began to look around as he exited the baggage claim having picked up his bag without even giving it a thought. He pulled on the sunglasses as the bright sun assailed him once more and began searching the crowd for his ride. Supposedly one of the bridesmaids had volunteered to pick him up and, idiot that he was, he hadn't even bothered to ask Mark for a description.
 
I wish traffic was like this at home.... Nailini mused as her rental SUV sped up the ramp to reach the multilevel parking at the airport. Maui reminded her much of the little island of her childhood, where coffee beans grew, mangoes and lemons always available in the backyard. Now Colorado was home and unpredictable was putting it lightly when it came to weather. She had been more than happy to use her vacation time to come here, feel the salty breeze she so missed tease her skin and hair, engulf her in memories of her Caribbean homeland. And then, of course, was the fact that she was to be the maid of honor for Meghan.

Her dark skin blushed a bit as she remembered their time in college. Escapades, road trips, occasional parties... They had been wild. Especially for her, as she had always been the good girl until college, Meghan had taught her how to let go, how to explore. They had shared many a fantasy, and tried a couple of those as well before she met Jack.

Sighing softly to herself, she pushed those thoughts away as she turned off her car, having found a parking spot. Gracefully she got out of the car, the light olive summer dress hugging her toned hourglass figure. The color contrasted very nicely with her dark skin, the color of vases made out of the best clay, and her hazel eyes, her dark, long curls brushing her derrière in a pleasing manner . She was short, standing at barely 5'0'' which made her chest look all the larger in her frame, but she didn't mind. It tended to attract the right kind of attention. Biting her full lower lip lightly, she put on her sunglasses and headed for the passenger pick up area, searching for the best man.

That must be him. He looks even more handsome in person. The young woman thought to herself as she approached the man that had caught her attention. He was taller than her (then again, who wasn't?), and she noted that he was a bit more muscular than she usually looked at. Down girl. No pouncing on the best man... yet. she said to herself with a sly smile before she tapped his arm, tilting her head to look at his face. "Jack?"
 
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"Jack?"

His name startled Jack from his inspection of the crowd. He turned to face the source of the voice, surprised that she had walked right up to him without him noticing. The sight briefly struck him dumb. Jack was used to pretty girls, and usually held his own in conversations with them. His wife was no slouch in the looks department, at least in her nerdy, northern girl sort of way. He felt his mouth gape slightly and he couldn't stop his eyes from roving briefly over her. She barely came up to his broad shoulder in height yet, if anything, this made her more rather than less noticeable. So much beauty wrapped up in such a tiny package, almost as if there wasn't room to pack it all in.

In the old days, hula girls had used to greet visitors to Hawaii with leis, (you could still get that service, for a price of course), oddly the bridesmaid seemed to him to be a throwback to those old days, except that the trendy clothes and sunglasses made her look more movie-star than grass-skirt dancer. The features weren't quite white for Hawaii either, more latina than asian though certainly there was some overlap between the two. Her bust was impressive on her petite frame, and she certainly hadn't dressed to hide it either...he wondered what she would look like in her formal dress. What fascinated him most, however, was the hair. He had always had a thing for long hair but his wife complained that it was too hard to care for kept her own hair short. Even more exotic, the bridesmaid's hair seemed to have a slight natural curl to its midnight black locks and it trailed all the way down to her b...

With a start he realized he was being rude, and hoped the sunglasses had hidden how long his eyes had lingered on her rather fine derriere. You're married! He admonished and extended his hand at last, "That's me," he agreed with a grin, "you must be Meghan's maid of honor, pleased to meet you."
 
"I'm glad I found you. I'm Nailini." she said as she extended her hand, "Pleased to meet you." She was glad once again for her dark skin tone, since she had certainly noticed the brief pause and the general direction of his eyes. The woman wasn't vain but, having been the geeky wallflower most of her life, it made her feel good when a man took notice of her. Thinking back on the small chaos she had left behind at the hotel, she smiled apologetically "We better get going. There's a bride freaking out and a wedding planner that wants to measure you for your tux. And that's not counting the rehearsal and the dinner after."

Turning, Nailini headed for her car, her dress brushing her thighs with her movements. Her thoughts drifted back to musings she had earlier that week, when she realized most of the wedding party had a partner or spouse attending. Even more interesting was that she hadn't heard Mark or Meghan talk about Jack, except to say how he was such a nice guy. That was usually Meghan speak for 'single and a good catch'.

Her thoughts dissipated when she reached her car. Opening the locks, she gracefully slid inside and turned on the car, waiting for hi to get comfortable before she carefully pulled out and started making the drive to the hotel.

"So, Jack, I'm to confess to you a certain plan the soon-to-be newlyweds have," she said as she drove, "They want us to crash the bachelorette/bachelor parties and let them know what their significant half was up to."

Nailini hid a sly smile. She knew exactly why Meghan wanted this. It would make for a very interesting honeymoon.
 
Jack took Nailini's proffered hand, shook it, and gave her a just a bit too friendly smile. His intent was to cover up his earlier rudeness, but it certainly could have been taken in many different ways. He found himself following her toward the car. He was still fascinated by her hair, and he found himself admiring it as it cascaded down her back and swung back and forth in rhythm with her womanly stride. Unfortunately for his marriage vows, that swaying hair stopped just short of her incredibly fine backside which also swayed in time with her stride and was more than worthy of some closer inspection.

He averted his eyes as she stopped at the SUV and climbed into the passenger seat. He managed, at least, to avoid checking to see if her skirt had ridden up her thighs when she climbed in. That would have been a bit much. He wrestled to get a grip on his mind as she pulled out of the garage. Thus it was, that he was slightly startled when she revealed the bride and groom's unorthodox plans.

"Oh ahm, crash each other's parties?" He asked, stalling for time to think. Jack knew Mark quite well and he knew Mark wouldn't go in for one of these tame 'gamble a few bucks and drink' bachelor parties. In fact, he had had to go to great lengths to hide the plans from his own soon-to-be bride, who frowned on such activities and had absolutely forbade him from doing any such thing before their wedding.

"That would certainly be...erm...interesting. Do you think Meghan will be, umm...ok with whatever you turn up?" Giving her a 'butter wouldn't melt in my mouth' smile. "If so, how shall we go about doing that?"
 
"You haven't spent much time with Meghan, have you?"

The young woman smirked before explaining. "Meghan is as much of a wild child as Mark. In fact, it was her idea to have the parties on different nights, both right before the wedding." Stopping the car at a red light, the raven beauty took the time to turn her hazel eyes on him. "I think it's rather genius. One of us goes back to the bride or groom, tells them all the naughty things their future spouse did with a random stranger, and they pounce their fiance later that night when they get to the room."

"Two nights of hot sex before the one night they cant see each other. Then they get married and have lots of fantasies to draw from during their honeymoon.... It's a great plan, don't you think?"

Wondering if he would be shocked at her way of thinking, Nailini shrugged her shoulders and made a turn, heading for the street that would take them to the hotel. She had long accepted her sexuality and all the kinky stuff that came with it. If he didn't like the plan, he could just tell Mark. In the meantime, she allowed her eyes to take in the golden sand from the beach that now encompassed the right side of the road, the warm turquoise waters glittering in the mid-afternoon sun.

"All we have to do is disguise ourselves, which shouldn't be too hard. I think they requested the entertainment and the staff wear a mask of some sort or other." she informed him a bit more quietly, her attention mostly on the road now.
 
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Jack felt a tingle of excitement as he ran the strange scenario through his head. She was right that he didn't know Meghan very well, Mark had met her after the period when they had been close friends. He'd seen some pictures, but off the top of his head he couldn't even entirely recall what she looked like. Knowing Mark she was bound to be gorgeous of course. Nailini's comments, along with the twinkle in her eyes, seemed to imply that she had something just as wild planned for Meghan's bachelorette party as he did for Mark's bachelor party. Or maybe I only think what I have planned is wild...

He had partied with Mark a lot in their younger, single days, and his wife was by no means the first woman he had been with. Still, the concept seemed a little odd to him now that he was married to a very traditional woman and given that it was mixed up as almost a part of the wedding festivities. He knew for a fact that a number of the other groomsmen were married as well. He followed the beautiful bridesmaid's gaze out the tinted window, taking in the perfect beaches and warm waters. Exotic...that was the right word and maybe a little erotic as well.

"Sounds awesome," he smiled at Nailini, not allowing any of his previous hesitancy show. It wasn't like he had to tell Amanda about it... "I guess the bachelorette party must be tomorrow, since the bachelor party is tonight?" He asked, feeling a sudden surge of arousal as some 'girls-gone-wild' type of pictures flashed through his mind. "So for the bachelor party," he flushed just a little as he recounted the wild idea to a near-stranger, "I hired a number of strippers umm... sort of a world's tour if you will, all different ethnicities, hair colors, etc... they're even supposed to dress up to fit the part. Took me awhile to find an agency that could do it too..." He bragged just a little. "How umm...how are we going to be able to sneak you in?" He asked, only being able to think of one way but not quite bold enough to suggest it.
 
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The black haired vixen looked sideways at him and felt a sly smile on her lips. He was squirming so badly in his seat, probably afraid she would be outraged with what he was thinking. It was the only way she had concluded she could get a good view of what the groom was doing, and have fun to boot so she decided to put him out of his misery.

"Well... you could always get another latina," she replied in an amused voice while she turned into the parking lot and looked for a spot, "Though I'm curious to hear what I'll have to wear."

Her mind wandered to what was in store for her that night. With a mask on, she would be able to tease every one of the groomsmen... and she would enjoy it too. And she did enjoy her teasing. Hmm wonder if I can tease Jack enough to... even though he'll be the only one to know who I am. she wondered to herself, deciding to make it a goal of hers.

Thinking on what she had planned for the bachelorette party, Nailini felt herself grin. The bridal party would have some relaxing massages by sexy men in uniform. Giving him a discreet look over with her hazel eyes, she found herself glad that she'd have the foresight to book one man short. "And it's only fair you do the same at the bachelorette party."
 
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Jack noticed the hotel on the left as Nailini began to slow the SUV in anticipation of turning. It overlooked yet more of the perfect beach and deep blue waters of the Pacific. Unbidden the images of Nailini dressed as a ethnic stripper sprang into his mind. He pushed them down forcefully. He knew his wife didn't want him looking at any strippers, but that was...well it was different than thinking about a woman that he knew, or was getting to know anyway. Still...he didn't see how he could say no to the challenge, not with out making his best friend and his new bride quite upset anyway, and the part of his mind that hung on to that mental image didn't want to anyway.

The turned into the parking lot as all those thoughts wended their way through his mind. He had, perhaps, let the silence drag out a little too long. "Well, I guess one more latina wouldn't hurt," he grinned at her. "I told the girls to surprise us with their outfits though. And of course it would be my duty to return the favor." His grinned broadened. Given what he had already discovered about the way the maid of honor's mind worked, whatever she came up with would be interesting to say the least. The gleam in her eye told her that she had something equally interesting planned for the bachelorette party, but he was content to discover that all in good time.

They pulled into a spot and Nailini slid out of the driver's seat. Jack couldn't help but take another glance as her skirt temporarily showed off just a bit more of her tanned thighs. What my wife doesn't know won't hurt her. He thought to himself as he climbed down from the car and followed Nailini into the lobby.
 
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"Well, I guess one more latina wouldn't hurt,"

The young woman grinned right back at him, the wheels in her mind already turning. She thought she had the perfect outfit for the occasion. Her mind wondered once more to what might happen that night: who would touch her and how, their faces when she revealed part of her body to them, her feeling knowing that many of the men had a partner and the possibility of something more intimate happening later on the night, after she had told Meghan what had transpired. It had been so long since she allowed herself a bit of naughty fun, focusing more on her work...

Feeling her nipples hardening and her panties moistening, Nailini gracefully slid out of the car and walked around the front of it, joining Jack on his way to the front desk. Hoping her dark skin hid her blush, she stopped him just before he reached the desk.

"I was hoping you'd like the idea so, with Mark's help, I already have your costume for the bachelorette party. You can try it on and pick it up tomorrow," she said while running her fingers through her hair, "As for today, you arrived a bit later than expected. The wedding planner is already waiting in your room to check the tux measurements. Meghan and Mark wanted me to also let you know to dress semi-formal for the rehearsal, since dinner will be right after."

Slowly, she started moving towards the elevators, telling him over her shoulder "The reharsal will be at the Crystal room to the left of the bar area here in the lobby. I'll see you in an hour." With that, she disappeared behind a pillar and quickly got on the elevator to head to her room. Once there, she allowed herself a long bath before she started getting ready.
 
Jack bade Nailini farewell, gaze lingering just a bit longer than it should have on the swishing hem of her skirt as she headed for the elevators. As soon as she was out of view he got down to the business of checking himself in. That only took a few minutes and he headed up to his room. The room was spacious, not palatial (hey, he had just payed for a honeymoon after all), but it was on the 9th floor with a great view of the deep, sparkling blue of the Pacific and the hotel's white, sandy beach far below. The wedding planner was waiting for him, fortunately it took only a few minutes as he knew his numbers by heart, having just been through the same process the previous week.

After she left, he allowed himself a quick shower, then unpacked his bags. Partway through unpacking, he paused to look at himself in the mirror, small white hotel towel wrapped around his waist. Not bad. He thought after as much high living as he had done with his wedding...not that he hadn't been getting a workout, he grinned to himself in the mirror, remembering his wedding night and his wife's smooth white skin. He slipped briefly into the fantasy, making love to her but then something was wrong...he hair wasn't red it was black and her white northern skin taking on a burnished olive tone...

Oh crap! He gasped, heaving himself out of the daydream. He looked in the mirror again and saw the bulge under his towel...not good. Glancing at the clock he realized he needed to move and pushed the thoughts of the sexy maid of honor out of his mind. It was ridiculous anyway. He dressed in a well tailored black suit, putting on a white shirt with french cuffs so he could wear his gold cuff links as well. It wasn't quite a tuxedo, but Nailini had said semi-formal, and this was certainly that and then some for a tropical location like Hawaii.

Jack took the elevator down to the lobby and quickly located the bar. Just as Nailini had explained, he found the Crystal room on the left. It was already set up for a wedding, and the chairs were filled with the wedding party in formal wear as the pastor and the groom chatted up on the platform. Jack hurried to find his own seat, just as Mark gave him a friendly wave from the platform. Finding one, he plopped down and turned to the person on his right to introduce himself.
 
Nailini sighed as she finally finished putting the final touches in her hair and stared at her image in the mirror. The dress that hugged her form was simple, the fabric a navy blue with a cream line under her bust that accentuated it with the square shaped collar that left a small amount of cleavage to peak. It hugged her torso, accentuating her curves before the material fell smoothly from mid-thigh to her feet. Her hair was in a slightly messy ponytail to the side and she had the bare necessities when it came to make-up, leaving her face looking clean and fresh. Nodding to herself, she slipped on her heels, bringing her height to all of 5'3 and made her way towards the Crystal room.

Once she got there, she was quickly put to work by the wedding planner, looking for some flowers that had gone missing. That was fine with her. This was Meghan's time and, as the maid of honor, it was her duty to see that everything went on without a glitch and that Meghan enjoyed herself an was relaxed by the time she walked to the altar. Finding the arrangement in a back room, she quickly made her way to one of the aisles and made sure that it was in the proper place before straightening and looking around for her chair.

Her green eyes suddenly stopped to admire the handsome man chatting with another groomsman. She allowed herself a moment to examine Jack, the way the suit hugged his broad shoulders, the cuff links reflecting the chandelier lights at her with the movements of his hands. Catching herself, she blushed lightly and hurried to sit at her place beside Meghan, whispering to her that the plan for the next two nights was a go. Settling, she listened attentively to the wedding planner as she explained the way things would happen.
 
Jack chatted quietly but amiably with Brian, an acquaintance who he hadn't seen in many years as the wedding planner explained and explained...and explained. Really there wasn't much even for the best man to do at the ceremony itself. Basically he had to walk down the aisle, stand there, and not drop the ring. He glanced around the room, seeing old friends and unfamiliar faces, most of them pretty good looking but then his attention arrested.

Nailini was standing next to Meghan and chatting with her and if he thought the raven haired beauty had looked good in her casual clothes. Jack's wife was more the tall spindly type, but Nailini's dress showed off all her incredible curves. "...do you think about the hotel?" Brian asked, "mmm...eh..." Jack mumbled absentmindedly but then realized he was staring and snapped out of it, "oh its really nice."

Soon the planner had them rehearsing the ceremony itself. It was quite a feast for the eyes as one tight bridesmaid's ass after the next went swishing down the aisle. Jack realized his horniness had gotten a bit out of control but he couldn't help it it seemed, and his wife didn't need to know. Soon it was his and Nailini's turn. He hadn't talked to her since this afternoon but he felt her warm arm sliding into his own as the planner gestured for them to start off. He glanced over at her out of the corner of his eyes, wondering what she was thinking.
 
After the wedding planner finally stopped talking, Nailini waited in line as the bridal party started their entrance in groups of two. Her mind wandered at how complicated the ceremony was, how much stress came with everything having to go just right. She frowned slightly. If she ever got married, she would probably have a simple affair, no wedding planners, just a group of friends and family. Then again, it wasn't likely that she ever would as she avoided serious relationships like the plague.

Once her turn arrived, she gently slid her arm into Jack's and started walking. She could feel his gaze on her while they made their way towards the altar and tilted her head a bit, winking at him as she smiled in a conspiratorial way. Soon she would see how the other groomsmen behaved when their respective partners were not looking, her curiosity would be satisfied and, perhaps, so would her naughty side.

Giving Jack's arm a light squeeze, she pulled away and stood beside the other bridesmaids, her head turning to watch as Meghan made her way towards the altar.
 
Jack parted ways with Nailini and turned to watch the bride coming down the aisle. He found it such an odd juxtaposition seeing Meghan walking in, hearing the worlds of the ceremony on one hand reminded him of his own recent wedding and yet...there was that wink Nailini had bestowed on him halfway down the aisle. Her eyes had seemed to sparkle with mischief and it had reminded him immediately of what they had planned for later, which seemed to be in many ways the exact opposite of the love and commitment of a marriage ceremony.

He knew everyone was supposed to have their attention fixed on the bride, but honestly he couldn't keep himself from glancing at Nailini out of the corner of his eye. She didn't seem to be having any trouble at least. She was just so sexy, so exotic that he couldn't help but admire her. Not to mention her perfect figure. Unbidden thoughts of what sorts of outfits she might be cooking up for tonight sprang into his mind and he realized that his pants had become a little uncomfortably tight. Down boy! You're a married man. That seemed to be the mantra of the week anyway.

The ceremony practice ended shortly after that, listening to the vows had been especially awkward given the way he had been flagrantly violating his own recent vows. But only in my mind! He rationalized. He found himself filing out with the rest of the bridal party as they headed into an adjoining room for dinner. Good, he was hungry and he hated waiting for food. Fortunately Brian chatted with him a little bit more on their way in and distracted him from his disturbing ruminations.

Unfortunately his break from his consternation proved to be short lived as they entered the elegant dining room where the dinner was to be held and he discovered he had been seated directly across from Nailini. And he found he didn't mind at all.
 
The raven haired woman watched quietly on as her best friend repeated words that in two day's time would make her a married woman. She felt proud of Meghan for settling down, though she wasn't sure if marrying a guy like Mark could be classified as that. She could swear he was as wild as her friend. Admittedly, she felt a bit sad also. Hopefully they would all keep in touch and visit every once in a while, as Meghan was about as close to family as she had.

The wedding rehearsal having finished, Nailini made her way to her spot at the dinner table and was pleasantly surprised when she realized Jack would be sitting across from her. Even while Meghan chatted with her and the food arrived, she would steal glances his way, allowing her eyes to roam and examine the way he moved and gestured while he spoke with people around him. He seemed cool and confident, as if he had know many of the bridal party before... and maybe he had. He just had something about him that seemed to pull at her attention. Frowning at that thought, she continued to eat her food.

It wasn't long before she was done and, glancing discreetly at the clock close by, she got up and excused herself. It was time for her to get ready. Catching Jack's eye, she smiled mischievously before she left the room, making her way to the elevators and to her room.
 
The dinner went exceptionally well. Everyone seemed to have a good time, Jack especially as he hadn't seen many of his friends in the bridal party for quite some time. The fact that he could steal glances at Nailini's attractive figure across the table from him helped as well. He knew it was wrong, but he just couldn't help himself. Jack felt the excitement building as the dinner wound down and the time for the bachelor party approached. Nailini caught his eye while he was talking with Meghan and she stood to excuse herself from the table. Her eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief as only the two of them knew what she was up to.

Jack couldn't help but watch her shapely figure retreating from the dining room out of the corner of his eye, even as he continued his conversation with Meghan. Soon the bride excused herself and that was the signal for the men to make their way over to the bar. "So Jack," you have something fun planned for me tonight?" Mark asked, already two or three beers into the celebrations. "Are you kidding?" He grinned back at the groom. "You won't forget it!" A rumble of approval came from the gathered groomsmen. "Shall we adjourn to the site of the festivities gentlemen?" He asked grinning, and then headed for the elevators. Mark and the rest of the men followed him up to his suite.

Jack was pleased to see that the hotel had arranged things just as he'd asked. A nearly bottomless cooler of beer and wine was conveniently placed in the large sitting room of the suite he'd booked for the party. There were enough couches and settees to seat all the men. Jack walked over to the stereo and started some music as the men began opening beers and loosening ties. Jack checked his watch, the girls should be here in about 15 minutes. He had told Nailini where she could meet them in the lobby so that she showed up at the same time, nothing to tip the groom off. He smiled inwardly at his explosive little secret and struck up another conversation with Mark as he waited.
 
Adjusting a last strap and finishing her makeup, Nailini stood back to look at herself. She was certainly not dressed as the usual maid. A black corset with white lace details on the top part hugged her curves and barely held her chest at bay, making the swells of her breasts look very appealing. A simple black boyshort covered her hips, a garter belt holding the black stockings that let to the black pumps she was wearing. Her neck was adorned by a white lace choker with a big opal in the middle, her hair loose and unhindered around her, crowned by a simple maid hat.

Her heart was racing a mile a minute. She was excited, nervous... a little afraid someone might recognize her too. Biting her lower lip, she slipped on a long coat that would cover her to her knees and tied it before grabbing the eye mask she would be wearing and making her way to the lobby once more.

The moment she found the strippers, she started talking to them, explaining who she was and about the masks. While she did, she allowed her eyes to examine them and had to give Jack some props for getting it all organized. There were two Asian woman, one dressed as the proverbial school girl, the other a geisha; a very pretty blonde dressed in a Bavarian beer girl attire; a Hindu woman in see through linens, and a woman dressed as Cleopatra. The leader explained that some would get naked, some would not, which made her feel a little less nervous, since she wouldn't stand out much. They all giggled and acted excited once they understood Jack's and her little plan. Passing the rest of the eye masks around, she led them towards the elevator doors and, once in front of Jack's door, waited with them while someone answered, wondering if Jack would recognize her.
 
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