We decide to dress casually. Since we won't be staying all night, Amy decides to put on a nice dress, which shows some cleavage. This dress is almost knee-length, but form fitting, so the only way Amy can show off is some downblouse action.
I find a pair of dress slacks and a polo shirt, and are happy with them. As we leave the room, I stop Amy, and look over her shoulder. I feel anyone else who does this will get a good view, as Amy has picked a bra which gives great support, but leaves most of her assets in view.
While walking down the hallway to TJ's room, Amy confirms we will be leaving at 9:30. While the 'entertainment' may be good at this party, Amy reminds me of the fun we will be having in the privacy of our room later tonight.
I knock on the door, but get no reply, when we first arrive at TJ's room. I can hear a lot of noise coming through the door, so Amy tries this time, banging her fist on the door. Finally, someone comes to the door. He invites us in, saying the party has started and is already getting interesting.
TJ's suite is much larger than ours. At least a dozen guys are seated in chairs and couches around the room. The alcohol is flowing freely, and many are asking when the entertainment is gonna arrive. As I scan the room, I notice no women, other than Amy. I wonder if it was a good idea for Amy to be here.
Amy and I sit in a love seat, so we will be alone. Almost immediately, a guy comes over and offers to get us some drinks. I tell him we will take 2 beers. He returns quickly, and Amy makes sure she leans forward, so he can see down her dress. I know he is looking, because he lingers just a little too long.
The guys are getting restless, hoping to let off some steam. After a half hour, a loud knock is heard, and TJ lets the entertainers in. I see he has good taste. The women that enter the room are stunning.
The girls start dancing, and the time starts to pass faster. Before I know it, Amy is telling me it is 9:30. I see all the girls have ditched the clothes they were wearing, and at most have a bra and panties on, while a couple have only a thong left.
One of the girls says, "OK, it's time for the fun to begin. Each guy takes a playing card. First one to throw it into this baseball cap gets a lap dance." All the guys take a card, including me. As the cards go flying, no one has made it, and when it's my turn, I purposely miss, telling Amy, "I want a personal lap dance from you."
As someone hits the hat, we ... |