Online Book “Taking Chances” Chapter 9:
We decided on an elegant, black, form-fitting cocktail
dress. When paired with the super-high, shiny, black stilettos that Court had
loaned me, the look was classic and stunning. I just hoped I didn’t fall down,
especially considering what I was wearing underneath my
ensemble.
The thigh-highs, garter and racy thong were not my
traditional type of undergarments. It made me feel sexy, though, to know how
scantily I was clad underneath my demure outfit. I shivered in anticipation as
I imagined
how Seth’s eyes would sparkle when he discovered my naughty
secret.
As I climbed the steps to the museum, I wished again that
Seth had picked me up instead of asking me to meet him here. I had waited until
fifteen minutes after the event started, hoping that there would be plenty of
people here,
so I could slip in unnoticed. I despised walking into
parties by myself.
The great room of the museum had been transformed into a
sparkling fairy forest and the effect was magical. Six-foot tall mushrooms
painted red with white polka dots were scattered around, giant colorful
butterflies dangled
from the ceiling and the entire room had an overhang of moss
that draped between enormous trees that towered over everything. There were
what appeared to be a million twinkle lights glimmering from all angles.
I gasped as I took in the amazing transformation of the
room. Then I felt him more than saw him. My eyes were drawn to him. Seth was
standing by the bar, looking dashing in a black tuxedo. The gentleman he was
with was talking
animatedly, but Seth wasn’t paying any attention. He was
completely focused on me.
His eyes bored into me as they slowly traveled down my
entire body, then back up to my eyes. The hair on my arms raised as he openly
perused me. My whole body tingled as his eyebrows lifted and his lips turned up
slightly,
indicating he liked what he saw.
I wanted him then and there, but I forced myself to look
away. This was neither the time, nor the place for ripping his clothes off, but
I vowed to get him naked soon - very soon. I felt him watching me as I found a
seat at a
table that had a direct view of where he was standing near
the bar.
I grinned as I decided that it was time to torture him a
little and make him want me as much as I wanted him. Knowing that my cleavage
looked fantastic in this dress, I deliberately dropped my black clutch near the
chair I had chosen.
Then I slowly bent to retrieve it, giving him a full, long
view of my dangling breasts nearly bursting out of my dress.
I had the satisfaction of seeing his mouth fall open as I
raised back up, eyes riveted on his, to let him know the peep show was
exclusively for him.
When the waiter came by, I ordered a Pepsi, not wanting any
alcohol to be numbing my body when Seth was inside me later. Feeling him
watching me, along with the unfamiliar sensation of the thong pressing against
me intimately,
had me wet with anticipation.
I attempted to make small talk with the guests at my table,
but all I could think about was Seth and how much I wanted him. His eyes were
like a magnet for mine, and every time I glanced at him, he was openly looking
at me.
He looked at me as if I was the only woman in the room, and
it made me feel sexy and completely hot for him.
I turned to thank the waiter when he brought my Pepsi. That
is when I saw the sign at the auctioneer’s podium that read, The Davis Family’s
Free the World of Cancer Gala. I briefly wondered if Seth Davis was part of the
Davis
family who was sponsoring this amazing party. He certainly
didn’t seem like he came from that kind of money.
When I returned my attention to him, I found that his eyes
were still riveted on me. There were plenty of beautiful women here tonight, so
the way he was focused completely on me sent a thrill down my spine.
Looking at him, I picked up my glass and used my tongue to
slowly swirl the straw. His fingers tightened around his glass and his whole
body tensed as if he had just sucked in air as he watched me. I relished the
thought that
I could cause this kind of reaction in him.
I turned in my chair, crossing my legs so that a tiny bit of
the garter peeked out. I toyed with it absently. When I chanced a look at him
again, the gentleman who had been talking to him had given up on getting his
attention and left.
Seth was leaning against the bar, alone, watching every move
my fingers made on the garter.
I glanced around the room, wondering if anyone else was
watching the show. No one appeared to even notice, except for Seth who was
totally engrossed in my every move. I inched my dress higher, exposing more of
my thigh,
as I continued rubbing.
A handsome, older gentleman walked up to Seth and said
something in his ear. Seth nodded, gave me a quick wink and followed the man.
As they walked off together, I looked at their shoulders and the way they each
moved and
decided that the man was likely Seth’s father.
Since Seth was evidently busy for a few minutes, I excused
myself from the table and left the ballroom to find a powder room. Once inside,
I locked the door and checked my appearance in the mirror. My cheeks were
flushed
pink from being so turned on. I was normally my worst
critic, but looking at my reflection, I had to admit, I looked sexy.
Just then, a quick knock on the door startled me. “Just a minute,” I called.
“It’s me. Let me in.” His voice was deep and sexy.
I twisted the doorknob to unlock it, and he came in. The air
between us tingled with electricity as he clicked the lock back into place.
Then he lunged for me.
I watched him in the mirror as he stood behind me, kissing
my neck and bare shoulder. His thick penis was hot and hard, pushing into my
back. I reached behind us and grabbed his ass, pulling him into me,
not wanting any space between us.
“I’ve wanted to get my hands and mouth on these tits all
night,” he growled into my ear as he lowered the zipper on the back of my
dress.
His words shocked me and turned me on. My entire body was
thrumming with excitement.
“Fantastic,” he whispered as he watched in the mirror while
my breasts sprang out of the top of my dress. He brought one hand up to play
with them, while the other hand eased up my thigh, raising my dress.
He traced his fingers along the garter, following the same
path that I had teased him with earlier. We both watched in the mirror,
completely aroused.
By the time he cupped his hand over me, my thong was
completely soaked. I pushed back into him, panting with need. His huge cock
pressed into my back as his teeth nibbled on my ear.
I reached behind me to palm him over his tuxedo pants. When
he smoothed his fingers up and down the front of me, I moaned with pleasure.
“Mmm, Seth.”
He froze, as if someone had dumped a bucket of cold water on
him. He backed away from me and ran his fingers through his hair. “You know
Seth?” he asked.
I was completely confused. Did he have multiple
personalities? I knew he was too good to be true. My face must have registered
my lack of understanding because he tossed the explanation over his shoulder on
his way out
of the bathroom. “I’m his identical twin, Sam.”
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