EroticReverie

Tatum
I make sure I take my time getting ready to leave so that me and Daniel are the last ones to leave again.

When he comes back in from walking the last girl to her car he gives me a big smile, because he thinks my outfit is for him.

I'm wearing black thigh high fishnets, and black platformed heels that make me probably 5 inches taller, one of my many pairs of stripper shoes I own. I'm wearing a short black vinyl raincoat, and my hair is done up in a high tight pony tail. He can't see because of the coat, but I'm wearing a black thong panty and garter belt, he can see the straps of that from how short the coat is. My bra is black lace like the rest of the ensemble.

"Gonna dance for me again?" He cocks a brow and licks his lip coming forward and pulls at the tie around the waist of my coat. I giggle a little and then push his hand.

"I need a favor." I say.

"Hmmmm, and what can I do for you?" he thinks my saying my request for a favor is me being a flirt. I chew my lip and look at him until he realizes I need an actual favor. He sighs.

"What is it?" He says.

I tell him about Kash, not that he's my current boyfriends father, but about dancing for him. But when he states he's not comfortable with it. I lay out the entire truth.

"So you were gonna lie to me?" He says and crosses his arm , I watch his bicep bulge.

"No. I just didn't want you judging me." I say.

"Tatum, why would I ever judge you?" he asks.

"Because I already cheated on my boyfriend with you and Des.." I pause.

His eyes widen slightly. "Me and who?"

I sigh. "Not important." I say. "Are you going to come with me or not?"

"If I don't?" he says.

I shrug. "Then I'll go alone."

He rolls his eyes and looks at me.

"I need the money. I'm going to need to move out of my apartment on my own." I say.

"Why?" he says. I sigh.

"Because Daniel" I say.

He eyes me.

I roll my eyes now and grab my purse, my backpack with my money bag and clothes inside and head for the door.

"Because the other guy i fucked is Deshawn" I say and push the door open aggressively, mad at myself for the shit I've gotten myself into.

"Okay okay!" he says and runs after me quickly closing up behind him.

I turn and look at him as he walks up to me.

"One time. You'll get fired if they find out your taking customers personally right?" he says.

"How would they even find out?" I say and shrug my back pack higher onto my shoulder.

Daniel sighs and reaches out and takes it for me and walks me to my car.

There's no flirting by my car just him handing me my backpack.

"Text me the address, and I'll follow. Don't go in if you get there before me." he warns.

I nod and give a little smile. "Thank you?" I say and bite my lip.

"Yea yea" he says and gives a little shake of his head and closes my door for me.

I text Kash that I'm on the way.
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"Jesus fuck" Daniel says as we park in the round about in front of Kash's fucking mansion.

"You didn't say this guy was fucking loaded." he said.

I too am standing slack jawed looking up at the massive estate.

"I-I didn't even know...Jack never mentioned it." I say.

We walk up the steps and before my finger hits the doorbell the tall door is pulled open and Kash is standing there in a fucking three piece suit. I make a face. I would normally drool at this point, because he's an incredibly attractive man, and ever girl loves a guy in a suit, but it's almost 4 am, and...he dressed up for a lap dance?

"Ivy" he nods with a smirk.

I roll my eyes and scoff and walk in without even being invited in and shoulder past him. I hear him give a little laugh and open the door wider and Daniels foot steps are behind me and he introduces himself to Kash. I look up at the ceiling and the gold chandelier with more crystals and fucking lights than I could count. White and gold seems to be the theme as I check the banisters leading up the two sided stairs case, with white steps, and a banister that looks like it actually may be made of gold. But realistically it can't be...that would be absurd.

I hear the door close and I turn around and Kash looks me up and down and grins and then looks to Daniel.

"Can I get you two anything?" he asks.

"I'm upping my price." I say.

Kash gives a little chuckle and slips his hands into his pockets, and looks at me without saying anything and just waits for me to speak again.

"A thousand." I say, and I wonder if I'm being too ballsy.

Kash pulls out a clip of cash from one of his pockets.

My eyes widen when they're all hundred and he count's them out and then walks over to me and holds out the money. I eye him and then snatch it from his hands, stuffing it in a little zipper pocket of my jacket.

He counts out another two hundred and turns and hands it to Daniel.

My eyes widen and so do Daniels. I told him i'd give him a cut of my money for coming with me.

He smiles and pushes the money out further. Daniel looks to me and I nod my head urgently for him to take it. Daniel grasps the money politely and nods.

"Thank you sir" he says. I scoff.

"He's no sir" I say.

Kash looks to me and steps closer. I swallow wondering if my smart mouth is going to make him change his mind, but by the way his lips turn up at the corners, I can tell he enjoys it.

"Your customer service skills are lacking." he says.

"Pft" I spit out a breath. "You father skills are lacking" I bite.

He raises a brow. "As are your girlfriend skills, no?" he says with a little smirk, unbothered by my father comment.

"Whatever" I say with a roll of my eyes.

He gives a little chuckle.

"Would either of you like anything to drink?" he asks Daniel more than me.

Daniel shakes his head and declines politely.

He looks at me questioningly.

I shake my head. "No." I say not at all politely.

Kash only smirks again and nods.

"Very well then. You can follow me." he says.

Me and Daniel follow him through the house and through the large living area and kitchen thats probably 4 times the size of my apartment or more. He takes us down a hall and opens a tall door that opens up into a tall room. The walls at dark, almost black, and the walls have built in glass shelves, that are decorated with several bottles of liqour. Another large chandelier is in the middle of the room. As we all three walk in , I notice its a cigar and whiskey lounge, and I can even smell the smoke in the air.

I walk in and look around. Fascinated honestly but how rich it all looks. It's a pretty large room, and has two dark chocolate colored leather sofas that are back to back and each of them has two matching leather chairs sitting opposite of them with a long coffee table between each set of sofa and chairs.

"Will this room be okay?" Kash asks.

I shrug, and look to Daniel. He nods.

"Yea" I say and run my finger over one of the shelves of whiskey that are illuminated by lights within the display.

"You drink all this?" I ask and look over my shoulder.

"Not all, some. Some I'm saving for special occasions, some are just to collect"he answers.

"You collect booze?" I ask with a little laugh.

Kash smiles. "among other things" he says.

"Jack never mentioned you had money" I say and walk over to the sofa and take a seat, and cross my legs. I don't miss both of their eyes go to my legs as my coat slips up further, and more of my garter belt and upper thigh is exposed.

"Jack likes a simpler life, like his mother." he says and walks over and picks up one of those fancy ass crystal decanter bottles, because rich people apparently can't drink their booze from the actual bottle. I watch as he fills a pint glass with ice from a tiny ice machine that sits within the wall beside the drink cart. I roll my eyes, of course there's an ice machine. I watch as he adds whiskey, vermouth and bitters. I watch as he makes three all together, and then grabs three old fashioned glasses, adding a cherry, and a little of the juice from the jar, and he pours the chilled alcohol into the old fashioned glasses.

He picks up two of the glasses and turns and looks at me and then at Daniel.

"You don't have to drink them obviously, I know you declined , but .." he shrugs and walks to Daniel, he takes the glass politely and lifts it as he says thank you. Kash turns.

"But I like to think I make a great old fashioned" he says and reaches his hand out with the glass to me and I dont move my hands to take it from him and only look at him and bounce my leg over the other.

"So, Am I gonna dance, or are you wasting your thirty minutes playing bartender?" I ask.

Kash smirks.

"Well you have to get off your ass if you're going to dance." he says and I glare, and I actually hear Daniel stifle a laugh I look over my shoulder and shoot him a glare that labels him a traitor. He bites his lips together with a smile and looks away and sips from his glass. I watch his face as he looks at this glass then at Kash.

"This is actually really damn good" he says and takes another sip.

Kash nods appreciatively and smiles. "Thank you."

"Maybe you should dance for him Daniel." I say.

Kash laughs and Daniel rolls his eyes.

"If you'd like to stay and smoke a cigar, I have no problem with it." Kash says. I roll my eyes. Of course Daniel won't turn it down, to live every dudes fantasy of feeling like a bad ass in some fancy ass man cave drinking whiskey and smoking expensive cigars.

"Sure" Daniel says and I roll my eyes.

"Wonderful" he says gesturing to one of the leather chairs across from the sofa I'm on.

"Have a seat" he says to Daniel and then when Daniel sits, he sits in the other both of them holding their whiskey glasses.

I eye them, my eyes going back and forth.

"Traitor" I say to Daniel and he laughs, so does Kash.

"Tatum, would you grab us two cigars from the case over there." he nods across the room.

"Am I a stripper or a waitress?" I ask giving him a glare.

"You're both when you ask for a thousand dollars." he smirks.

I raise my eyebrow and then huff and stand and walk over to the case and then hear music come on. It's low and soft jazz saxaphone.

"Is this a fucking speakeasy?" I ask looking over my shoulder.

Kash laughs.

"I'd like to you dance to some real music." he says.

"Pft" I spit out a breath and actually like the music, but won't let him know that.
I open the case.

"Which cigar would you like master?" I say blinking my eyelashes at him over my shoulder in a sarcastically innocent and submissive tone.

He gives a smile.

"Grab us the King of Denmark's" he says. "I feel like tonight should be celebrated."

I let my eyes scan the rows of cigars and open the case labeled King of Denmark and pluck out two.

"Celebrate? What are these like 100 dollar rich man cigars?" I ask as I walk over.

Kash laughs. "Not quite" and nods for me to hand Daniel his first, and I do. I watch Daniel inspect it and I give a little laugh, wondering if he's trying to impress Kash.

"What? more than that?" I ask handing Kash his. He takes it.

"Yes" he says.

"200?" I ask.

He smiles.

"Can you take off your jacket please?" he says.

I cock my eyebrow. "NOW, you have manners?"

He grins. "I'm in a gentlemanly mood." he says and puts the cigar between his lips.

I reach to my jacket and tilt my head as I move my hands slow and undo my jacket and open it a bit and then close it and turn and stand with my back to him and look over my shoulder, my eyes catching Daniel's first, but then finding Kash's.

He grins at my little tease, and I lower my jacket, and then lower, until my ass peeks out and then I drop one arm of the jacket and hold onto it with the other and then toss it to the side.

I turn around slowly and watch Kash's eyes travel down my body slowly as his tongue moves against the end of his cigar. My eyes flick over to Daniel and he grins at me also with his cigar in his mouth. I give him a playful glare again and then look back to Kash who leans forward.

"You forgot a lighter" he says and nods to the case again. I lick my lips and turn and I walk over to the case knowing both of their eyes are on my ass.

"So how much are the cigars?" I ask dragging my fingers over the row of fancy ass lighters, gold plated, silver plated, some looking like they have diamonds in them. I pluck a gold one out.

"Forty five hundred" he says and the lighter slips from my fingers and I drop it and jerk my head.

"You pay 4,500 a box for those?!" I say.

He throws his head back.

"Each" he says , my mouth drops and so does Daniels.

Daniel shakes his head.

"I can't smoke this sir" he says and leans to hand it back to him.

Kash waves him off. "Nonsense....they're bought to be enjoyed...you'll enjoy it...money well spent" he says. I pick up the gold lighter again and close the case.

When I turn to walk Kash stops me.

"Wait." he says and I freeze.

A slow grin creeps across his face.

"I'd like you to crawl back over.....slowly" he says.

I give a little sigh and glare and do as requested and get on my hands and knees.

I look at Daniel who seems to be enjoying this as much as Kash. With Daniel's eyes on me I half enjoy it, and who am I kidding, I'm almost fully enjoying it, other than the fact I still want to slap the hell out of Kash for tempting me, for making me so horny both nights I danced for him. My pussy tightens at the thought of his tongue on my clit earlier. I bite my lip as I find Kash's eyes. One hand and knee in front of the other I crawl slowly, making sure to bend forward enough he can see the curve of my ass and back as my ass sticks in the air.
He nods to Daniel telling me to light his first. So I kneel between his legs and he grins, and as I flick the lighter, he puts the end to the flame and puffs till it lit. I flick the lighter closed and then look to Kash. When I get to him I place my hands on his knees and push between them and slide up slowly , licking my tongue out over my bottom lip and then biting my lower lip as I slide up, and then place my ass on one of his legs, sitting on his lap.
He grins.
I pluck the cigar from his mouth and his mouth stays parted slightly as he watches me lick my lips and then place the cigar between them. He raises his brow. I flick the lighter open, but Kash grabs my hand and I pause looking at him.

His fingers curl around the lighter and he takes it, and flicks it on.

He grins and raises it to the cigar , I puff as he lights the other end. He flicks the lighter closed and tosses it onto the table in front of us without looking and it makes a little noise.

I blow out a puff of smoke, and he grins.

I take another and then lean my head back and blow up into the air.

"Enjoy cigars?" he asks.

I shake my head looking back at him.

"No. Just enjoy taking more of your money." I say.

Kash gives a full laugh and takes the cigar.

"Nice" he says as I smirk playfully. Daniel gives a little laugh from the side.

"I'd like you to dance for me now." he says, and then looks to Daniel.

"For both of us." Kash says.

"What?" I say.

"You'll dance for both of us....I'll pay for Daniel's dance." he says taking out his money clip again as I stand and counts out another thousand.

He tosses it on the table. "There" he says.

I laugh. "Youre kidding right?"

Kash shakes his head. "No, not in the least. I'd like you to dance for both of us at the same time, you know...take turns on us." he grins.

I look to Daniel and he shrugs. I look back to Kash.

"Fine" I say. Kash nods and leans back, so does Daniel and they both take a puff from their cigars simultaneously and then a sip from the drinks. I almost laugh at the sight.

"Then I get to change the music" I say.

Kash nods.

I walk to Daniel and ask for my phone he's holding onto and take it. I scan the bluetooth connect and connect to the clearly labeled Cigar Room. I pick one of my sex playlists.

The first one that comes on is Woman by Emmit Fenn. I set my phone down on one of the shelves, and move to the couch and sit slowly and share stares with both of them as I lean back my head against the back of the low back of the leather sofa and then arch my back and slide my hands to my waist and slide my hands down over my thighs and back up over my stomach as I roll my hips to the slow music , figuring I'll do a tease for the short song.

I push up off the back of the couch and slide my hands to my knees and push them apart and moving my heels across the floor. I watch the small clouds of smoke billow from their mouths and above their heads. I roll my head slowly as I circle my hips. My hands sliding back up my legs to my stomach and chest, then one sliding down slowly the other sliding up and behind my neck. The one going down slips over my garter belt and down over my panties as the one behind my neck slips back down over my chest.

I look at Kash who tilts his head slightly as I lean back again and lift my legs slowly up into the air, sliding my hand from between my legs as they come up together, my heels pointing to the ceiling as they are held together, and I slowly lower them to the sides, creating a slow open split. Kash watches me, no smirk, no grin, his eyes just surveying me. With the song coming to it's end I close my legs slowly and stand as it goes into Ciara - Body Party.

I walk around the table to Daniel first and Kash watches as I dance in front of Daniel and let my hands slip all over my body. I look to Daniel who reaches out to grab my hips. I swat his hand and wave my finger at him. I see Kash chuckle from the side and look to him with a smile.

Daniel laughs too and I slip around to the arm of chair furthest from Kash and sit my ass on it and slowly lean back over his lap, my head going over the other side of the chair and I see Kash watching me as I arch my back and slide my hands up my chest. I lift my leg closest to Daniel up in the air as I push back up and then lift it in front of his face then around to the other side as I push myself into his lap. I grab the back of his chair and pull myself up with my legs over the side of the chair and push my chest into his face. I slip one leg at a time off the side of the chair and back to the floor in between Daniel's legs. I bring my face close to his and he licks his lip and I grin and bite my lip with a little grin and then I push up from the back of his chair and then look to Kash, and walk slowly the few feet to his chair and his eyes follow me, keeping his eyes on mine.
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Kash

I wanted her all to myself orginally, but the Daniel kid actually turned out to be pretty relaxed compared to sassy little Tatum. Plus I could tell by the way he looked at her, he was already fucking her. I almost felt bad for my son, but I didn't cause. Well, I'm a fucking prick, and she's right, I'm not that great of a father.

I can tell by the way she's looking at me as she walks over that she wants to hate me for everything, her cumming while grinding on my dick at the club, her shoving her delicious turned on little cunt onto my tongue tonight at the club. But she loves it as much as she pretends to hate it, and money is an even greater manipulator.

I recognize the next song, It's Red Light Special by TLC and she dances in front of me, teasing as her thumbs play at her panties, I give a little smirk, and she slinks to the side of the chair , with one knee up on the side, her ass facing Daniel. She places her hand on my chest and I look in her eyes as her hands slides down my chest, and she pushes the jacket of my suit open and her hand goes down, her fingers lightly slipping over my cock which she knows is already hard, barely grazing it, before her fingers slip back up over it and her hand is back up my chest as her face comes closer to mine. She brushes her lips against mine and takes them away the next moment as she stands back up and takes her knee from the chair and spins and puts her ass right in my lap, she grinds her ass into me and leans back , grabbing the back of my neck with one hand as her other slides between her legs and she teases my dick. I watch her eyes slide to Daniel, so mine do too.

I can tell he's turned on watching her dance on me as much as I was enjoying watching her on him. My eyes go back to her body writhing against me and she pushes up again and stands and I watch her hands slip up behind her back as it's facing me and she unclasps her bra.

She looks over her shoulder at me and I grin and she slide it off her arms while swaying her hips in deep dips as she lowers to the floor, squatting on her knees. She leans back, her head right on my crotch, on my fucking swelling cock as she slips the bra down, exposing her tits for me to look down upon. My mouth waters at those fucking perfect pink nipples.

When I lean forward she takes the ends of her bra and both hands and flips it up and brings it behind my neck and I grin as she pulls me down and sits up and then turns around grips the end of the bra in one hand as she faces me on the ground, pulling me by my neck with her bra to her, and she brings me right on the floor with her. I set my cigar in the ash tray on the table
I lick my lips as she pushes me to the floor by my shoulder taking her bra and throwing it. She hovers over me and grinds against me, rolling her hips and pressing her tits against my chest and sliding up bringing them to my face and open my mouth letting her hot nipples graze my open mouth. I badly want to bite one , but wonder if she'd stop me.

I watch her reach up and pull her hair from her ponytail and smile. I grin when she shakes it out and then leans down over me, and slides herself back down, straddling my chest , back to my waist, those tits in my face, her hair falling over me, creating a curtain around our faces.
"I need to fuck you" I say quietly.
She only grins and pushes up as the song changes.
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Tatum

Earned It by The Weekend comes on and I grin as I push up off him and he pushes up as I pull his suit jacket and he stands with me. He grins down at me as I stand in front of him I reach behind me and lift my foot unhooking the strap of my shoes, and then the other, taking them off and he grins when I'm even shorter in front of him.

I push my hands up his chest and slip them over his shoulders, over his shirt but under his jacket as I push into him and slide his suit jacket off and swing it around and over my shoulders and slip it on, he grins as I back him into his seat. He licks his lip and I reach for his cigar and lift it to my mouth and hold it between my teeth as I hold onto his tie as I grind him on his lap. His hips lift and I take the cigar from my mouth and place it back in his mouth , letting my finger tips graze his lips and then holding onto the lapels of his jacket I slide my hands down and grin as I open his suit jacket on my body and tug it.

I look to Daniel and he's still watching, sipping his drink. I watch his hand go down over his crotch, and he adjusts himself. I smile and turn my eyes back to Kash who is looking at my chest.

I grab his jacket and as he pulls the cigar from his mouth and I sit up and raise my tits to his face and pull the jacket open, and block Daniels view as I tease Kash's mouth with my nipples. He looks up at me and groans , he opens his mouth and holds out his tongue, so I lower myself slowly, letting my one nipple drag down over his tounge. I bite my lip when his mouth grabs it. I bite my lip even harder, the harder he sucks. I inhale sharply and exhale a tiny moan as I pull back taking it from him. He looks at me and opens his mouth , tongue out again.

I fight the urge, but lose and bring my other nipple to his mouth and let him do the same. I feel my pussy soak itself watching him as he sucks and tongues my nipple. His teeth catch my nipple as I pull back gently. I suck air through my teeth as he holds it firmly between his teeth and I pull a little more , and let out a little whimper. He drops it and grins.

"I want to touch you" he says as I open his jacket and slip it off and let it fall to the floor. I look to Daniel and his eyes go to my tits, he gives a knowing raise of his eyebrow when he sees them hard and wet.

I look to Kash. "No touching."

"Name a price" he says.

I shake my head.

"Yes" he says and thrusts his hips up into me.

"The down payment and first months rent on a new apartment" I say.

"Done" he says and his hands lift to my waist as I gasp.

I laugh nervously. "I was kidding"

"I wasn't" he says and his hands slide to my ass and he groans as he pulls me harder onto him.

I look to Daniel who asks me with his eyes if he should stop him. I shake my head. He nods in agreement and sits back in his chair.

I yelp when he pulls at my garter belt and the back straps unsnap from my thigh highs and he does the same to the ones at the front.

"Take your fucking panties off" he growls, pushing me up off his lap.

I slide my panties down quickly and before I can even get them all of the way off my legs he pulls me back and I stumble into his lap, my panties coming off one foot and hanging from the other as he grips my ass and thrusts up into me.

I gasp. His hands slide up my back and I moan as I roll my hips.

I yelp as he grips my ass and stands quickly with me. I hold onto his shoulder as he walks around the coffee table to the leather sofa opposite of the two leather chairs and he sits down with me in his lap and leans back.

"I want to watch you cum on my lap again" he grins.

I lean back, hands on his knees and start to grind into his lap and he watches my hips, my pussy and licks his lips, his hand reaches out and grips onto my garter belt at my waist and groans, and pulls it, pulling me back towards him as the song changes.

Dance For You by Beyonce starts and I slide my hands up his chest as he grips my hips, I unbutton his shirt as I grind him, then rip it at the last few buttons, his eyes widen slightly and he grins as I lean forward and press my bare chest to his, his hands slide down my ass as I gasp as I feel his finger slide down the middle and over my ass. He grins but I grab his hand and shake my head and slip his hands back to my hip. He licks his lips.

He looks over my shoulder at Daniel and then nods towards the door.

"I'd like my private dance now." Kash says.

"Tate?" Daniel ask as he stands. I look over my shoulder and nod that I'm okay with it.

He nods, sets his cigar in the ashtray and takes his drink with him and goes out the door and closes it behind him.

"God, you make my cock so fucking hard" he says and reaches down to his pants and undoes his belt , I lick my lips anxiously and I lift as he slides them down just enough along with his briefs and I don't even look down at his cock as he guides it to my pussy, and I go down it just a little and then lift and go back down taking him in.

"OH fuck" he groans and leans his head back. "Fuck that's it right there." he laughs slightly and groans and looks back at me as I sliding back up and then down on his cock.

He grabs my nipples in fingers and pinches and pulls. I whimper and he grins and lets go and pulls me to him and then turns and lays me on my back and I spread my legs and he puts one knee on the couch the other on the floor as he starts to fuck me.

I exhale with a moan as he hits me hard and deep and I yelp.

He grins watching my tits bounce with each of his thrusts and he leans down taking one of them into his mouth, and sucking, biting and grabs the other, his tongue gliding over to it and he flicks his tongue over it looking at me as he fucks me, and then he lifts it towards me. I reach my tongue out and flick it over my own nipple and he grins.

"Mmmmm" he groans , "keep licking those pretty little nipples while I fuck your wet, horny little pussy"

I grab my tits and pass my tongue over my nipples, moaning as he fucks me and I stop to moan.

"Keep fucking licking them" he groans as he puts my legs over his shoulders.
I do as I'm told and he drills harder pushing my legs back and then he has my knees by my head and I already moved my hands and hold onto my legs.

He grins and groans as he thrusts, going hard and deep.

"Yesss, yessss"I moan as he goes faster. His balls slapping my ass, the sound of my wet pussy getting fucked, soaking his cock.

"oh my god!"I scream and Daniel comes through the door.

I turn to look at him and I see the look of slight disappointment on his face, but I can't help it as my legs fall forward and around Kash and I clasp onto his back.
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Kash

I don't even look up as her little body guard friend walk in. There's no way she's gonna ask me to stop. She wanted this from the first night I made her dance for me as much as I did. She's a dirty little slut, and she knows it.
I watch her , her eyes looking at her friend.

"I'm f-fine" she manages to get out between her breaths as she pants and her nails dig into my back as her back arches.

I feel her legs slides down, her feet grazing along the back of my legs. I pull her up and stand and put her on her knees, her hands on the back of the leather sofa. I look over to the side, her friend still standing there. I smile and laugh slightly.

"She's a great dancer" I say and look back to the ass bent in front of me as the little slut spread her ass. I slide right into her cunt and she moans and then grips the back of the sofa again.

"Mmmmm, fuck" I groan and then watch her as she grips harder on the back of the chair , the little straps of her garter belt dangling and bouncing against her ass. I give it a nice fucking slap and listen to her hiss.

"yessss" she says and I do it again, then grip her ass and her hips and pound her harder. She feels damn good, and her pussy is so unbelievably wet, and I wonder if it gets like this for every guy she let's fuck her.
I grab her hair and lean forward.

"She makes a better whore than a dancer though doesnt she?" I grunt so only she can hear. She moans out. I grin with a laugh and let her hair go and then lean back up and hold one hand on her lower back.

I pull her back slightly and position her sideways slightly so her she can put that pretty little face to the cushion and put that ass up in the air for me. I push her face down into the sofa , holding it there, as I lift one foot up onto the sofa and start to drill her. She groans like a fucking beast as I deliver pound after pound to her, taking her for all she's worth. Every fucking dollar I spent. Including that fucking cigar for her little friend.

She screams and I keep going.

"I'm gonna cum!" she screams. I groan and keep going and I fuck her until she does, watching the poor thing shake and tremble, her legs quaking her toes curling and the sounds coming from her are nothing but pure pleasure.

"Time Tatum" says the fucking Daniel guy.

I give him a look.

He looks back at me.

"Make yourself useful and fill her fucking mouth" I say and his eyes widen.

"Excuse me?" he says.

"You telling me you dont want to fuck her mouth?" he asks.

"Daniel" Tatum pants. "Please"

"I need it" she pants and I grin looking at her hand out stretched to him as she still quiver from her orgasm. This little bitch, is more than my son could handle anyways, she was lucky she had me and her little friend to take care of her.

"I want it D" she begs as he walks closer and I still fuck her cunt, not ready to cum just yet.

"Actually fuck it....you take her pussy, I want her mouth." I say and slap Tatum ass and she jumps and moans.

With the two leather sofas back to back I push up and straddle the back of both,, the back are both flat and thick enough to sit on pretty comfortably so I lean back on one hand as Tatum follows suit with a happy little cock eating grin on her face as she straddles it facing me and leans forward , taking my cock into her hand and right into her mouth.

"Mmmmmm" I groan grabbing her hair in my fist and pulling, and thrusting up into her mouth.

It takes her fuck boy security guard two whole god damn minutes to undress and get his dick in her. I listen to her moan as he finally pushes into her.

"Mmmm listen to that...listen to how much she fucking likes having both ends filled" I groan talking to him but looking to her.

She slips her mouth off my cock, jerking me off as she looks over her shoulder at Daniel.

"I fucking love it" she whimpers as she moans. "It feels so fucking good....my pussy filled, and my mouth" then she looks to me.

"You're a dirty little whore" I groan. She nods.

"Yes" she moans.

"Put that cum guzzling filthy fucking mouth back on my cock and don't stop until I drain my balls down the back of your fucking throat slut" I tell her and she happily takes my cock back in her mouth, moaning as she does.

"Such a fucking whore" I groan pulling her hair, watching her mouth drip saliva as I pull her from my cock, her tongue out begging to let her have it her mouth again. I bob her head down and lift again, making her gag. "You like cocks stuffed in your fucking throat dont you?" I ask and she nods slightly, my hand still in her hair.

"uhuh" she says her mouth open and I grin , and let the poor thing have my cock back in her mouth. Who knew she'd actually be the dirty bitch I'd hope she'd was seeing her on that stage. From the few times I met her when going to lunch with her and Jack, she seemed far more innocent. A lady in the streets, and a depraved fucking whore in the sheets I guess.

I noticed Daniel picking up his pace with her, probably anger fucking her for letting a customer hit it, even though it didn't fucking belong to him anyways.

Technically, she was my son's, but technically that was about to change, because I was willing to pay any price to keep fucking her, and pay even more to take her completely from my son. Call me a fucking asshole, I don't care. If he was fucking her right, she wouldnt have the need to fuck two different guys.
I groaned letting the thrusts of Daniel send her mouth back and forth on my cock, her tongue moving against it.

"Mmmmmm, that's it....you like him fucking your cunt like that? So it makes your mouth swallow my fucking cock?" I groan and she moans loudly with my cock in her mouth when Daniel smacks her ass.

I groan and fuck her mouth, grabbing her face, her screams and moans muffled as we both completely use her for the perfect little fuck toy she is.

"Yeah, fuckkk" I hear Daniel say. I can tell by his grunts he's probably ready to fucking cum, and so am I, simply from watching her take it so fucking well.

"We're both gonna cum in you whore, are you ready?" I grin down watching her head nod slightly with a mouth full of my dick.

Daniel is the first to bust, and he does it right inside her, which turns me the fuck on, knowing her cunt will be leaking cum now, a sight I want to fucking see.
I go second, maybe ten seconds after and I hold her mouth on me as she gags and I bury my hot fucking load down the back of her throat. She chokes on it, but I dont let up until I've emptied into her every fucking drop and hold her head firmly even when her hands grab at my thighs and hips and try to push, I dont let her push me off. No no, she's taking it just like a good little whore should.
Daniel grunts and pulls out, slapping her ass as he slides off and slips onto the sofa, sitting, panting, breathing heavily as I finally finish in her throat and pull out.
I groan , laugh slightly as she coughs and chokes, and gasps to catch her breath. I slide down onto the other sofa and lean my head back.

"Fuck" I say.

She breathes heavily, and whimpers. I turn my head and look at her, and her mascara is running beautifully around her eyes, her hot face covered in a light layer of sweat. Her hair sticking to her face.

She bites her lip as I grin.

"You're something else." I say and she smiles.

"What are you doing with someone like my son who probably fucks like a virgin?" I ask.

She gives a slight laugh. "He does not"

"Then why are you letting Security Dan and I fuck your brains out?" I ask.

"Because I like it." she says.

"Hmm" I say. "You should come over and like it some more tomorrow night too, take the night off work" I say.

"In fact...quit your little bullshit job, I'll pay you double what you make in a night there...fuck it....triple....and you'll come here....and dance for me...and let me fuck you occasionally" I say.

She bites her lip.

"Tatum we should probably get going" Daniel says. I give him a look then look back to her.

"Infact....you can move right in....do the fuck whatever you want during the day while im a work...your ass is mine on nights and weekends." I say.

I watch her lick her lips and her eyes sparkle at the idea of being someones sugar baby even if it her boyfriends father.

"Think about it" I say, knowing she won't agree to it with her little fuck buddy around.

"You two can see yourself out." I say. I dont bother to watch as he or she collects their clothes.

But I feel her hands on my shoulders as she kneels on the couch behind me and leans over and kisses my cheek, which makes me smile. She put her thong panty around my head with a giggle.

"Text you when I get home?" she whispers.

I grin and give a little nod.