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“Matt I want you to promise me that you will behave tonight.” Those words echoed around through Matt’s head as the night went on. His friend Chad was having his bachelor party and they were out at one of the hottest clubs in town. It was Matt, Chad and four other friends of Chad’s celebrating Chad getting married with one crazy night of drunken partying.

Matt has already been through this before with his bachelor party a couple years back. Matt has been married to his wife Katlin for almost three years now and they had one child together, and the main reason those words were echoing through his head is because he found girls were flirting with him a lot.

Standing 6’1, having short brown hair, blue eyes, a one athletic body Matt was quite attractive and the girls in the club were taking note of it. One girl I particular he noticed was checking him out more then the others but he tried his best to ignore it all and focus on having fun with his friends. “Another round?!” He asked and was met with a nearly instant and simultaneous “Yes!” So he went off the the bar to grab more drinks. When he stood up he could feel the alcohol in his body starting to take effect.
 
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She popped the pill and then downed with a drink of champagne. The music was loud, the bar full and Dez was feeling good.

The blonde swept her hand through her hair and went back to the dance floor. Hands moved over her ass, grabbed her hips. She felt the men rub against her, smelt their cologne. She could take any one of them to her VIP suite. She could have them right here on the dance floor if she wanted and there was power in that. The issue was she didn't want them. It was always the same and this place, these men were starting to lose their appeal.

She sighed. It was time for a new club, new VIP rooms and new fun.

At least that was what she thought until the six came in. At first she shrugged them off. Another bachelor party. She loved the idea of married or soon to be married men getting hard just from looking at her. She loved to tease them and send them home to their women.

Her lips parted and she inhaled. There it was....she could feel the pill kicking in. Dez walked away from the guy she had been dancing with. Her eyes fell on the tall, blued eye man with the bachelor party. Now that was someone should wouldn't mind teasing. He was tall. She liked that. She was 5'5 with a tiny waist, firm ass and tits. She had her personal trainer and nutritionist to thank for those. She felt like he could pick her up and press her against a wall. A shiver ran through her body.

Dez kept her attention on him. She went back to her suite, looking down at the dance floor. She made up her mind. She desperately wanted to tease him tonight. A last hurrah in this place before she took her business and her hangers on somewhere else.

She smoothed out the tight, strapless blue dress and made her way down and to the bar. She watched him as he moved. He was drunk. One side of her mouth lifted in a smile.

Dez stood next to him as he waited to get the bartender's attention. In a club everyone knew it was women who got served first and women like Dez, with money and reputation were ahead of all others. She leaned over, breast rubbing against the stranger's arm as she got the bartender's attention.

"He only responds to tits or cash. Best if you have both." She flashed him a smirk. "I haven't seen you in here before."
 
In the packed club Matt had people brushing against him all night but when he felt someone brushing against his arm at the bar he knew it was something different then all the others. He felt soft perky breasts rubbing against his arm and heard her voice. Matt turned to see the petite blonde that he noticed staring at him earlier.

When she mentioned having tits he looked down at her breasts then back up to her. “Well I guess it’s a good thing I have money then.” He said with a chuckle. “It’s actually my first time here. I’m here with my friends and one of them is having a bachelor party.”
 
"Bachelor party..."

Dez smiled. The bartender came over. "Gin and soda and whatever he and his party are having. On my tab."

"Of course, Miss Maldain." The bartender walked away to get their drinks.

The pill had definitely kicked in and Dez was feeling very good. She turned, leaning her back against the bar so he could see all of her. "First time. I do like first times..."

Her lips, almost always in a pout lifted in a smile. "Are they enjoying their time here? Are you?"

She lifted her eyes to look at him. He was tall, so incredibly tall and she wanted to rub her hands all over his chest.
 
“Thank you for that. I’ll get your next one.” Matt said leaning against the bar on one of his arms while facing the blonde. “Everyone loves a good first time.” He smirked looking the woman up and down. She was so attractive and Matt was trying to rid his brain of the thoughts he was having of what she looks like naked.

“Uh yeah, it’s a nice club but I don’t really know the rest of the guys that are here for my friends bachelor party so I kinda feel like the odd man out.” Matt confesses to the blonde. “I’m Matt by the way. Nice to meet you Miss Maldain.” He repeated the name he heard the bartender call her. “Do you come here often?”
 
Dez laughed. She placed one hand on his chest. "Yes but so rarely are first times good. It takes an experienced hand to makes things truly come alive."

His chest did feel as good as she thought it would or maybe that was the pill talking. She let her palm move a little lower to his stomach before pulling it away. No, it definitely felt that good.

"Dez. And yes, I come here often and spend enough that I have a suite." She pointed to the roped off stair case that led to the balcony. There were sectioned off areas where those with money and status could look down but once they moved backwards they were hidden from the general public. "It is nice to meet you Matt...Truth? You do look a little out of place here. You don't do clubs much do you?"

It amused her that he was in this club, in her world and a little out of his element. She desperately wanted to tease him, get him hard and desiring of her. His wife, she had noticed the ring was sure to reap the benefit tonight.
 
Matt looked down at the hand traveling from his chest down to his abs before pulling away. It may have been the drinks but Matt was wanting to fuck this blonde right her and now. “Wow your own little private section. I bet it’s nice up there.” He said looking up to where she pointed.

“I did feel out of place but I’m having a much better time standing here talking with you.” Matt smiled looking her up and down again.
 
"I am glad."

The bar tender returned with their drinks. "Let me help you with those and then maybe you'd like to see the suite?" Dez offered. "It is really nice up there. Private and we have them bring us the drinks."

She reached for her drink and two others, balancing them. "Think about it." She turned walking away, hoping he was watching her ass.
 
Matt grabbed the other half of the drinks thinking about going up to the suite with her to see what it looked like. Nothing harmful just going up for a couple drinks. When she turned to walk away from the bar. Although she had a petite frame when his eyes went down to her ass he noticed how big and round it was and he could see it jiggling with every step she took. They went and dropped off the drinks placing them on the table in front of all the guys.

“Here you go guys.” When they dropped off the drinks his groin accidentally brushed against the blonde’s full ass. That accidental brush was what nudged him into going up to the suite with the blonde. “Guys I’ll be back in a little. I’m going to go get a tour of the private suites here. I’m considering buying one” He then looked at Dez and nodded signaling he was ready to go.
 
Dez smiled to herself as he rubbed against her. She had considered he might not join her, he might be one of the actual good guys. Then again, she had offered him a look around and nothing more.

She led the way to the staircase, waving the guard away to let them in. Up they went and down a hallway. She produced a key from somewhere...and unlocked the door. The room was decorated in very modern furnishings. A L shaped couch was on one wall, a coffee table in the middle of the floor. Through the room was a glass wall, with big curtains that had been thrown open. There was a door to the balcony, glass as well.

"Go on in." She gestured. "Bathroom is to your left. Yes, we have our own bathroom. Closet for coat and anything else we could need really."

Dez followed him in and closed the door. "Should I order more drinks or are you good with champagne?" She pointed to a bucket with a bottle on ice.
 
While Matt followed Dez up to the shore his wife’s words echoing through his mind while his eyes were glued to the blonde’s luscious ass. Once they entered the room Matt was surprised with how nice the room actually was. He had never been to a suite like this before. He was walking around the room checking everything out. He stepped out onto the balcony that overlooked the club then he stepped back inside. “Champagne is good with me.” He said moving to sit down on the couch.
 
Dez smiled, pouring them both a glass of champagne. She downed her gin and soda. He sat down on the couch and she sat next to him. Dez crossed her legs.

"So, what do you do for work Matt?" She handed him his glass of champagne. She raised her to her lips, hoping he was watching.
 
“Thank you.” Matt said when he was handed the glass of champagne. “Well I’m an electrician. How about yourself?” Matt asked watching Dez as she lifted the glass up to her lips. He brought his glass up as well.
 
Dez looked around. "This."

She took another drink and put her glass down. "My parents have money. I spend my time in clubs and spending it." She shrugged. Shifting, she half turned so she was facing him, one leg on the couch. Her dress hiked up enough that if Matt shifted his head he would see the small panel of lace that covered her mound. Her one hand went to his leg, near his knee.

"How long have you and the soon to be groom been friends?" She leaned in knowing he could see the tops of her breasts at this angle.
 
While Matt listened to Dez talk he sipped from his glass and eventually he finished it. He leaned forward to pour himself another glass and that’s when he saw the opening between her legs and saw the lace covering her mound. He stared for a couple seconds before filling his glass and sitting back up. When her hand landed on his leg it caused his wife’s words to go through his mind about keeping the promise.

“So you don’t work then?” He settled back into the couch trying not to make it too obvious when he looked down at her cleavage. Her hand still resting on the grey pants that covered his legs. “Me and Chad have been friends for almost three years. Met him at work.”
 
"No I don't work." Dez smiled. She saw the glances as he moved. He was trying to be subtle but she always knew.

"Three years? I don't think I have a pair of shoes I have kept for three years let alone a friend." She sighed. She let her hand, the one not on his leg, slide down her body as if smoothing her dress.

"Do you like your job, Matt?"
 
Matt was borderline drunk right now and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of Dez. “Yeah I like it. I like keeping busy with my hands and staying active. I’d go crazy if I had an office job.” Matt said taking another big gulp of his champagne. “Do you enjoy not having a job?”
 
Dez picked up the bottle and leaning in, topped up Matt's glass. "Don't want you to run out."

God she loved teasing them. She wondered if he was hard yet. Her eyes dropped briefly to his crotch. "Yes, I do enjoy-" She spilled some of the champagne on her chest and it dribbled onto her dress.

"Oh! Grab me a towel from the bathroom, please?" She slid back taking his glass in her other hand, letting him up to get her the towel. She knew he was tipsy, almost full on drunk. This was her favourite time to break down their barriers. She didn't plan to fuck him. Rarely did she let someone actually fuck her. Dez had standards.

She just liked to see them get hard, to press against her and fight to stay away, ultimately failing. She liked sending them home riled up and ready to fuck their wives.
 
Time seemed to slow down when Dez spilled the champagne on herself and onto her dress. His eyes locking into the tips of her breasts that were now covered in champagne that he found himself wanting to clean off with his mouth. He snapped out of it when she took his drink and he got up to go get a towel stumbling a couple times.

When he got back to the couch he saw she was still holding both glasses and his drunken mind caused him to do this without putting much thought to it. He pressed the towel against her dress and chest and began to lightly dab and wipe the champagne up. He could feel how soft and perky her breasts were and his cock began to grow in his pants. If she looked down she could make out the outline of the long thick snake in his pants running along his thigh.

“I think I got it all.” He said looking up from her tits to her face.
 
Dez was smiling as he instinctively started to dry her off. She bit her lower lip as his hands moved over her breasts. She almost wished she wasn't wearing the dress.

She moaned. The pill was definitely kicking into overdrive.

Her eyes fell on his pants, widening when she saw the outline of his erection in his pants.

"Oh, I think you did but you might want to check..." She stood, put down the bottle and his glass before gently nudging him to the couch. She knew he was drunk enough that he would likely fall back as they changed positions.

The petite blonde put one knee between his legs, parting them as she leaned in. "Use your fingers and make sure I'm not sticky." Her voice was teasing, daring him to do it.

Her other hand moved to his thigh to brace herself. Her fingers brushed the outline of his cock. "My, my..." She purred.
 
Before Matt could process what was happening he was on the couch and Dez was standing up and now moving between his legs. When her hand landed on his thigh she felt the biggest cock she had ever seen before. Matt’s eyes traveled from her hand on his cock yo her body stopping at her breasts. The alcohol was really kicking in and effecting his thought because he barely hesitated before bringing his hands up to her chest and he began feeling her flesh. His finger tips traveling over the top of her breasts. “Still feels a little sticky. You will need to take a shower to get it off all the way.”
 
Dez smiled and practically purred like a kitten for him as his fingers touched her. She wondered if his wife still responded to his touch. She liked reminding men that they were attractive, arousing. Too many married and over the years let the day to day get to them. Women went around feeling unfulfilled, unattractive. Men went around feeling unseen.

She shifted, straddling one thigh and pressing her sex against him. She wondered if he could feel her heat through his pant leg. Her hand remained on the outline of his cock. She began slowly rubbing it, over and over. "So big..."

Dez leaned in. "No shower here...maybe you should lick the tops of my tits clean for me..." A dare, a tease.
 
Matt was in trouble, with the amount of alcohol in his system his conscious was not telling him how wrong of a situation this was for him to be in. When Dez straddled his thigh he could feel the heat coming from her pussy through his pants. Her small hand on his long thick cock that was only getting harder as she teased him.

When she leaned in and suggested he clean her with his mouth he leaned forward stopping about an inch away from her breasts. He could smell the champagne mixed with the sweet scent of her perfume. This was his final stand to resist Dez’s advances. If his fav touched her body it would be game over and he would begin ravishingly her with his mouth.
 
He leaned forward but stopped. Dez looked down at him. Her hand squeezed his hard cock through his pants. It really was huge and thick. She wondered if it would feel like he was tearing her open if he was to fuck her...

She banished the thought. It wasn't what she did. Get them hard and send them home.

But god, he was fun to play with.

A pout formed on her lips. "You don't like them? You don't want to clean them?" She was pushing her own boundaries now and wondered how or when she was going to call it off. Not yet though..not yet. She like the feel of him under her, against her hand and the feel of his breath on her skin.

Dez ground against his thigh, just enough to get a moan out of herself. The pill made everything feel so good.
 
The way Dez was teasing and tempting Matt was enough that any sober man with a clear conscious would have trouble resisting her. Here he was drunk and no longer thinking about his wife, the blonde seductress was the only thing on his mind and when she squeezed his cock and poured teasingly he lost the battle.

His big hands landed on her lower back right above her luscious buttock and he closed the gap between his face and her breasts. What started with soft kisses soon evolves to him dragging his tongue along the top of her breasts licking up the rest of the champagne. His cock throbbing and growing even bigger in his pants.
 
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