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waitress. “Make it two doubles,” she added. The waitress, Amber, arched her eyebrows and turned to look at Jessie and Kim. She patted Sammie’s hand and headed straight to the bar. Tears pricked the back of Sammie’s eyes, but she refused to turn and look back into that corner. Instead, she fought back the tears and stared straight ahead at the dancing women.
    Sammie drank both drinks in quick succession. She tugged at the hemline of her dress and prayed that she would be able to get it off without getting stuck when it was her turn to dance.
    From her seat, Sammie began taking her dress off from her shoulders, leaving her breasts uncovered. Normally she would have waited until she was actually on stage to undress but getting out of that dress was hard enough without trying to be sexy with it. She was lightheaded but she assumed it was ’cause of the drinks. Small beads of perspiration broke out on her forehead.
    On cue, Sammie jumped up from the audience and yelled, “Hey, party over here!” while waving her arms above her head. Her large breasts were swinging back and forth as she swirled her hips to the beat of “Friday Night” by Earth, Wind and Fire. She bent over and continued to seductively slide the dress over her hips. Remarkably, it came down a lot easier than it had gone on. The men went wild. She stepped out of her dress and began making her way to the stage. The DJ slowed down the beat as Sammie approached the lip of the stage. Jessie and Kim came over to the table she’d just left and sat down.
    Sammie kept her eyes focused on the other members of the audience until Jessie called her over. She stopped directly in front of him and squatted down with her legs wide open giving both Kim and Jessie a frontal view. She grabbed one of her boobs and put it in her mouth, gently sucking on it. She used her other hand to play with her clit.
    Sammie was no longer lightheaded; she was down-right woozy. She did not realize that Kim had moved from her front-row seat to the lip of the stage stopping directly between Sammie’s legs until she felt Kim’s hands moving up her thighs. Kim was wearing a black g-string that contrasted with her bright yellow skin. She had removed her bra as well and the tips of her small breasts were erect. Kim’s hands worked their way up Sammie’s thighs until she reached Sammie’s breasts. Kim grabbed them firmly and looked intensely in Sammie’s eyes. Kim stood directly in front of Jessie, leaning on the stage with her ass jutted in Jessie’s salivating face as he fingered Kim’s round ass.
    Sammie sought to see Jessie’s face but could only see the top of his head as he bent to examine Kim’s crack. He gave new meaning to the term, head up her ass, Sammie thought. She was confused about this turn of events and her limbs felt lethargic and heavy. Kim put Sammie’s breast in her mouth while continuing to rub her hands on her thighs and in between her legs. Sammie struggled but did not have the energy to protest much.
    Jessie peeked around Kim’s ass and smiled at Sammie. This was the first real smile that she had received from him in months.
    The predominantly male audience exploded to their feet trying to get closer to the stage. Kim pinched Sammie’s already erect nipple sharply as she bent down and put her tongue onto Sammie’s already enlarged clit.
    “Mmm,” Sammie moaned as she fought the emotions that shifted back and forth between pleasure and pain, passion and acute embarrassment. Kim released the pressure on Sammie’s breast and nuzzled her face in Sammie’s cunt. Instinctively, Sammie locked her knees around Kim’s face. Money was raining down all over them but Sammie was oblivious. She forgot the audience, Jessie and even the fact that it was a woman who was making her feel so good. She gave herself up to the moment, offering her hips to get closer to the source of her pleasure.
    Jessie was finger-fucking Kim and grabbing up the money being thrown at the