I immediately felt ashamed because I thought it was wrong to be aroused by a woman who obviously couldn’t get a better job than to dance half-naked in front of men. I looked away and I realized there was no way I could avoid seeing half-naked women. The room was full of them, either walking around, sitting at the bar, or with customers around tables.
Jorge had ordered drinks and a waitress put down a bottle of single malt whiskey, two sses, and an ice bucket. While he poured he said, “Let me know if you like any of them. Everything is on me, okay.”
I didn’t answer. Instead, I adjusted my hard-on and reached for my ss. I had hardly put it down after drinking from it when from behind me a woman swooped in and sat herself down on myp.
“Hi, honey, how are you?” she said in broken English.
She was around twenty and had short ck hair that ended around her ears. Her face was angr with a small nose and full lips. The boobs looked firm withrge brown nipples and the only thing she was wearing was a white G-string.
I panicked. She sat right on my hard-on, her naked boobs were pushed up into my face, and she was caressing my cheek with her hand.
“Wow, you chose the best,” said Jorge and smiled.
I didn’t know what to do, I wanted her to get off me and leave me alone. To my horror, she moved up into myp and she must have felt my hard cock because she leaned in and whispered in my ear, “I can feel you, and I love it.”
Then she reached for my ss and gave it to me. “You seem a bit uptight; c’mon, rx, and have some fun.”
Uptight was the understatement of the year. I was paralyzed with fear and shame. I didn’t know what to do. My first thought after giving her back my ss was to get up and just walk out. I could take a taxi back to my hotel. When I tried to move she said, “Would you like a private dance?”
“That’s a great idea,” said Jorge.
“I, I, I don’t want to,” I stammered.
“Of course you do,e with me, I am sure you will like it,” said the girl and got off myp. She held my hand and pulled me up.
My mind screamed at me to run, but my cock told me to stay. I had never been close to a woman who looked like this one. She was tall, and her body had the right shapes and her full boobs looked very inviting. She put her arm around my waist and led me towards the private rooms. My cock had won. I felt so disappointed in myself that I lowered my head and followed her like ascorned schoolboy.
The room was small and had one overstuffed chair in it. I could hear the music from outside.
“Have a seat. My name is Mona,” she said.
When I’d sat down, she began to dance in front of me. My eyes were glued on her hips that moved in ways I hadn’t thought possible. She turned around and slowly lowered herself so her ass touched my cock through the pants and I sighed when she pressed down on it.
“You can touch me if you want,” she said.
“No, it’s okay,” I managed to say.
She faced me and put her hands on my thighs and then slowly moved her body against mine, her boobs pressing against my chest and her lips an inch from mine. She took my hand and ced it on her ass.
It had been over a year since I had been with a woman, and feeling Mona’s warm skin against the palm of my hand was delicious. My caveman DNA kicked in and I quickly put my other hand on her other ass cheek pulling her closer. She giggled and whispered, “There you go. Do you like my ass?”
“Yeah,” I moaned.
She stood, turned around, and slowly rolled down her G-string, and stepped out of it. She backed up closer to me and spread my legs with hers, and just as I thought things couldn’t get any better she bent over. I was staring into a pink pussy with dark brown lips and no pubic hair. It looked so soft and beautiful that I had to touch it.
“No, sorry, no pussy y, only skin,” she said and gently pushed away my hand.
“Oh, I am sorry,” I said.
She stood upright and began to grind her ass against my cock again. I am sad to say this, but I came in my shorts. Yes, it’s true; I squirted my load right there and then.
I made a long moan and my body shivered. Mona looked at me over her shoulder. “Oh, baby, you juste in your pants?”
I knew I was blushing but, thankfully, the room was quite dark. “Sorry,” I said sheepishly.
She turned around and kissed my lips. “It’s okay, that means you liked it. The song is over and I suggest you go to the bathroom and clean yourself.”
I don’t know how long we stayed in Angel’s but, when we walked out, I was quite drunk and stank of perfume. Carlosughed when he saw me and gave me a tissue to wipe away the lipstick on my face and neck.
When they dropped me off at the hotel, Jorge said, “Did you have fun?”
I thought for a moment before saying, “Yeah, it was an eye-opener.”
“Good, I’ll see you in the morning.”
We spent the following morning driving around the city so Jorge could show me his shops. After a light lunch, he and Carlos dropped me off at the office so I could look at the ounting.
Le greeted me with a big smile when she saw me through the ss doors. “Hello, Horst. How are you?”
“Hi, Le, a little tired from yesterday. Jorge likes to stay upte.”
She giggled and said, “I guess you ended up at Angel’s after dinner.” I blushed and she said, “Don’t worry; I know my boss loves that ce and takes everyone thates to visit him. I don’t think it’s a bad thing; men like women, what else is new?”
I was surprised at the way she was thinking. If I’d told a German woman that I’d been in a strip bar she would have told me about women’s rights and loads of other things.
Le showed me to an office and then left. By the time I had myptop up and booted, she came back wheeling a big box on a hand truck. “These are the sales fromst year; let me know if you need anything else.”
I thanked her and went to work. At first, it was hard to concentrate on all the numbers and the spreadsheets. Mona’s ass came back into my mind and I was thrown by a fantasy that involved Le dancing naked in front of me.
Eventually, I could concentrate a bit more and I got into my work. Le came in with a cup of coffee and a te of cookies which I ate thankfully. When I next looked at my watch, it was past seven in the evening. I stood and stretched my arms over my head and then opened the door to the hallway. It was quiet and I walked towards Le’s desk.
She was typing on herputer and the office was dark behind her. Through the window, I could see the lights from the other office buildings around the city.
“Hi, is everything okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, I didn’t realize it was sote. Why are you still here?”
“I have to lock up, and you haven’t finished yet.”
“I am so sorry, I got carried away. Let me get myptop while you call Carlos.”
When I came back she was talking in Spanish on the phone and she sounded upset.
“What’s wrong,” I asked when she hung up.
“That was Carlos. He has a t tire and won’t be able to pick you up.”
“No problem, I can take a taxi.”
She thought for a second and then said, “Are you still tired?”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.
“No, actually I am feeling fine.”
“Would you like to see a different side to Panama thanst night?”
“Sure, I would love to.”
“Good, stay here while I get changed, and then we can take my car.”
She went into the bathroom carrying a stic bag. When she came out a few minutester, it was a different woman. She wore a tight white dress that ended high on her thigh; on her feet she wore heels and she’d tied her hair high up on her head, exposing her beautiful neck. It was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She hadrge boobs for her stature and her nipples pressed against the fabric.