“C’mon this is easy money to earn.”, joked Yohan.
“Okay, you can Guess the Color but you must also Guess where I bought them as well! Hahaha”, replied Rachel as she tried to push away his request with an almost impossible task and shocked at herself for counter-offering his proposal in such a improper manner.
“Deal!”, Yohan replied earnestly to Rachel’s amazement.
Before Rachel could reply, Yohan said:“White panties with heart shape designs! And you bought them at Robinsons in Orchard Road!”
Rachel was stunned by his reply! How in the world could he have guessed it. Even if he had saw her panties as he climbed up the stairs behind her earlier, there was no way in hell he could know where she bought them!
“So am I right?”, Yohan said in jest as he tried as hard as he could to contain his joy from guessing it right. Little does she know that as she was walking up the stairs earlier, he was given a nice upskirt view of her panties. It was a unique motif and he had happened to see it while shopping with this other local girl he was shagging the previous week. He congratulated himself as he couldn’t believe his luck!
“no, they are not” lied Rachel, as she tried her best to put up a poker-face. She was already blushing terribly at this point as she could feel her cheeks begin to redden.
“Liar, Liar, Pantys on fire! If they are not, prove it to me then, just a sneak peek would do, sniggered Yohan perversely, loving the way he was toying with her.
“Pervert! Haha, nice try Mr. I am not showing you whatever you say. If you don’t believe, you don’t have to give me the money anyway.”
Seeing that he has crossed her comfort levels and that having her take off her panties would be a Pyrrhic victory, he decided to drop the subject & stuff the stack of bills in her pocket.
“Okay, I believe you and it doesn’t matter anyway, your panties are going to be mine soon or later. Lol”, said Yohan confidently, as Rachel blushed even further at his comment and bit her lips while she contemplated what he just said.
They moved on to other topics and as they did so Rachel started to feel a warm fuzzy feeling starting on her face and spreading to the rest of her body as the drugs start to take effect. The warm fuzzy feeling made her head spin as every word he said seem to have an effect on her.
Seeing that the drugs were kicking in, Yohan moved himself even closer to her till their bodies were inches apart. Using his spare hand, He started to flick at the loose strands of her hair at the side of her face while he looked into her eyes.
As his gaze bored down onto her and with his hands so close to her face, Rachel could not help but notice how large his hands were. She found herself admiring how long and fleshy his fingers were as they played with her hair.
Leaning towards her, Yohan Whispered to her with his deep voice:" You are very beautiful you know. Easily the prettiest girl I have seen in a long time…". He leaned further till his face was near her, so close that any nearer their lips would be touching.
“You have a Boyfriend Rachel! Get out of here now!” She heard a small voice inside her start to plead.
Mustering all her strength (which she felt slowly slipping away), she pushed her hands against his rock hard chest and said weakly:" Excuse me, I need to go to the ladies"With that she hurriedly left the bar and walked towards the VIP restroom outside the room.
Glad that there was no one in line, she shut the door behind her quickly. She realized she was gasping very hard now and in bated breaths she tried to calm herself down. She sat down on the toilet seat and pulled down her undies to pee. As she did so, she realised how moist and soaked her panties have become, with a thin sticky film in the inner sides of her underwear.
“Was this sweat or…”, she wondered fearfully to herself.
“Or how wet he has made you. C’mon, what do you have to lose?”, as an evil thought crept into her head.
As she stood up, she felt abit giddy and wondered what’s happening. With much effort she collected herself and walked out of the restroom. As she came out, she was greeted by two familiar faces. Nok and Pee who squealed again in their signature bimbotic voices and said:" Come, let’s go dance! This DJ is good!"
“How about the guys?”, Rachel asked innocently.
“Oh? The guys? They outside the club now, talking business. Make money money, Kaching Kaching! They say dance already go back bar then we go another party!!! Yea!!”, Nok squawked with her shrill nasal voice.
Without asking her further, Pee took Rachel by the hand as the 2 girls flanked her side by side and walked down the stairwell towards the dance floor.
When the reached the dance floor, they found a corner as Nok and Pee held on to Rachel’s hands excitedly, Here good! Let’s go dance!". They then held her hands and swerve to the beat of the music.
By this time, Rachel felt like a volcano with pent up molten magma inside waiting to explode. She felt herself was getting more and more restless and her face was also a lot more flushed, her rosy cheeks made her all the more appealing in the dark. She placed a hand on her cheeks and felt a warm tingle on her cheeks. “Was there really no alcohol in the drink?”, she thought to herself.
Then, suddenly the whole ceiling started to spin and she felt a bit dizzy. The girls then proceeded to hug her, dragging her deeper into the dance floor and unto a raised platform as the guys dancing around them stopped and started to watch them dance, with Nok in front of her and Pee behind.
As the girls were sandwiching her, Rachel felt really turned on. She has not had sex for the past year and she could feel her loins burning up from within. Nok who was in front of her was brazenly parting her legs as she grind both their pelvises together. Rachel was by now intoxicated not just by drugs but she could feel a raging surge of lust taking control of her body.
The mocktail spiked with recreationals in her stomach was now dulling her inhibitions, She become lost in the pulsing music, feeling the baseline vibrating through through her body, goose bumps covering her bare skin where it showed.
Her eyes were now half closed as she danced with the girls, one of them trading tender kisses on her face. Her lithe body moves fluidly to the rhythm as she loses herself to the music, barely aware of her surroundings. She felt a symphony of emotions and they were vivid sensations elation, euphoria, arousal as the ceiling melted in a purple haze.
Then there was a change in a set and the DJ started to play retro music. Brickhouse by the Commodores kicked in and the girls started to dance around Rachel as she proceeded to groove ever more sexily along to the music.
As the chorus was playing, “She’s a brick house. Mighty might just lettin’ it all hang out” Rachel playfully danced to the music to the girls, all them jiggling their tube covered bosoms in unison.
Suddenly the grip on her hips relaxed and it was replaced with a strong pair of hands. A large hand moved from her hip to her belly and started to draw her against a large figure. She arched her neck instinctively and looked up to see the hand belonged to Yohan. The way he hugged her from behind was so masculine, he made her feel like a little girl. His large frame towering over her small body as he held her close to him.
With his face nuzzled in her hair, he whispered into her ears, “You are a Brick-house, you know that?”
“What is a Brick-house?” Rachel asked innocently.
“A woman who has a smoking hot bod like yours my dear.” As he cupped his own chest to show that the song was referring to a woman with large breasts which made Rachel laugh and blushed so red her face was like a tomato. Not even her Boyfriend had commented her in such a lewd manner before.
Then the DJ started to play a house version of the 80s classic: “Take my Breath away”
The song was slow and all the bodies around her started to sway slowly. Seeing couples around her dancing intimately, it only heighten her senses and she felt unbelievably turned on by the slow dancing bodies around her as Yohan held onto her.
He leaned over and whisper into her ears:“Rachel, you are so very beautiful. Would you please slow dance with me?”
Being so high, she could only murmur a weak yes. She then felt herself melting into his body, herself completely absorbed into not only the music but the lustful vibes coursing through her body that she actually welcomed this close physical contact with a man she barely met.
As she grinded erotically against him, she moved her hand along his arm till it was with the hand along her belly as she hooked their fingers together. Those same hands increased their grip on her hips, their warm fingers pressed into her flesh through her clothes. She could sense him stepping up closer behind her, deliberately molding her body closer to him, moving in unison with her to the music.
As both their bodies touched, she felt the unmistakable hardness pressing into the crease between the cheeks of her buttocks and when she did so, Yohan let out inaudible groan into her ears. His breath, hot and heavy on her neck made her skin tingle.
Dancing to the slow beat of the music, Yohan hugged her and pulled her in further till her whole back was pressed against the bulge on his pants. He wanted to make sure Rachel knows how big he is.
Seeing there was little resistance from her, he dropped his hands further down her hips till they were around her cute little bosom as he arched behind her, nuzzling his nose on her neck and whispering soft little compliments, each making her drop her guard further towards him.
Trying to test his limits, he slid his hands upwards and starting stroking her bare arms, “accidentally” brushing his hands across those large breasts of hers. He wanted to claim his prize badly but he knew he had to break her first. He wanted her to want him.
She did not say anything as she was completely taken by his words. Far from being alarmed at reveling in the feeling, Rachel can’t help herself as her body subconsciously pushed her buttocks back deeper against him. He responds by grinding into her in time to the music. His hands stroke upwards, over her ribcage until they graze over her tits, seeking out the hardness of her nipples under the flimsy material of her skimpy vest top. The feeling was so wrong but it felt so magical.
She bite down hard on her bottom lip to suppress a shriek of pleasure. She press back again with purpose as rubbing his bulge over the crease between her butt cheeks, making him aware of her arousal.
The lust Rachel felt grew more wanton by the second. She made a mental note to stop but abandoned that thought when she felt hot wet lips press against her neck and ear, his teeth nibble playfully at her most sensitive flesh and the sweet words he was saying between playful pecks.
She gasp as his large hands begun to stroke her legs, ridding her skirt up in a few inches till it was bordering on obscene.
Before he could get her skirt further up, she gasp in panic and quickly pushed it down and turned around to face him.
With a naughty twinkle in her eyes she shook her head in disapproval.
Hugging him and drawer him closer, she whispered softly into his ear," You know why you could not guess the color of my panties earlier?"
“Why honey? I was correct wasn’t I?”, asked Yohan, unable to contain his lust for her.
“Simple, cos I was not wearing any.”, she whispered into his ear with the most sultry voice she could muster.
She then unzipped her purse and fished out something which she grabbed into her fist before placing it in his hands as he watched in thrall of what just transpired. He bunched Ho her panties in his hands and brought it to his face before taking a big hard whiff as the aroma of her womanhood filled up his nostrils. Her sweat, her musky female scent was so intoxicating, it set him on edge.
