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I nod. “Yeah, it’s an amazing set up. Just wish I knew what you had planned.”

“I want to use that stage,” she points across the room to where there is a spanking bench, “with you and Dan.”

“Okay.” I nod, picturing her spread out on the bench while we each get an end.Fuck.My cock is dripping pre-cum as I imagine how good it will feel.

“There’s a couple of options…” she hesitates. My focus is solely on her, despite the low moans coming from each stage and the slapping of skin. “It could be me on the bench. Or it could be you.”

Surprise skitters through me. And admiration that she’s full of such naughty ideas.

“And how do you see that working if I’m on the bench?” I ask, my lips pressed against her ear so she can hear me.

“We could start you on your front and use the bench for its intended purpose.” Her eyebrows waggle as she gives me a light tap on the arse. “Then we could flip you over, tie you up. I could sit on your face while Dan fucks you.” She’s watching me very closely as she spells it out, and I appreciate her thoughtfulness in checking with me first and being observant of my reactions.

I mull it over. As much as I love the idea of her laid out at the mercy of me and Dan, I’m not against her other suggestion. Not at all, if my twitching cock is any indication, and it’s something I’ve enjoyed previously.

“How about we start with you on the bench, spanking you… and then give the crowd a surprise when it ends up being me on there on my back?”

“Yes.” Her eyes light up with glee. “One hundred times, yes. I knew you’d be fun.” Her hands land on my shoulders, and sherises on her tippy toes. I still have to bend down and meet her halfway to kiss her on the lips.

“Let’s do it,” I whisper, pulling my mouth away from hers just enough to tell her. She gives me a squeeze and takes a step back, her attention caught by Dan striding across the room to us.

“Hey,” she greets him. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, but I’m needed in about an hour elsewhere, so I was wondering if you guys are ready or want to push it back until later?”

She looks across to me and I nod. “We’re ready.”

Dan gives me a grin. “She filled you in? You’re happy?”

“She did. We’ve decided to change it up a bit though.”

“Ooh, I like a surprise. Don’t tell me.”

Chapter seventeen

Abby

Delight settles in my veins alongside anticipation and good, old fashioned arousal as we move over towards the stage with the spanking bench. I eye up Dan and Cam stood in front of me. Both big men. And both more than capable of blowing my mind. This is going to be so damn pleasurable.

“Naked from the get go?” I ask them both, as I grab the hem of my pinafore and pull it up and over my head before kicking off my heels. I enjoy their eyes on me, both tracking my every movement as I’m left wearing my hot pink crop top and matching knickers.

I’ve played with Dan at parties before. A few months back, we put on an amazing show using the bed stage. He’s a showman, working as a dancer in his day job. He’s tall and lithe, less stocky than Cam. Tonight he’s wearing white chaps with a g-string pouch underneath, and his chest is bare.

“Let’s start as we mean to go on,” he says as he shucks off the chaps and turns around to wiggle his bum at me beforeremoving his g-string. I plant a hand on his cheek and give him a squeeze with a laugh.

“What you wearing under all of that, big guy?” Dan asks Cam in his most flirtatious tone. Did he hear me call him that earlier or come up with it on his own?

Cam unlatches his harness and pulls it down his arms so he can unbutton and remove his shirt. My mouth waters as I watch him uncover his body.

“Please, put the harness back on,” I say.

He catches my eye with a wink. “Seeing as you asked so sweetly. Plus, it’ll give you something to hold on to, should you need it.”

Once it’s back on, he loosens the slacks and pushes them down his legs. Underneath, he’s wearing snug, short black boxers. Even with the low lighting, his excitement is unmistakable. I run a finger along the ridge of his cock, from top to bottom. He lets out a whimper before removing the boxer shorts.

Dan steps up close to his side, his own length pushing against Cam’s thigh as he runs a hand over his chest and the harness there. Arousal thrums through me as I admire how good they look together, and that soon they will be doing more than just standing beside each other.

“Pretty,” he tells Cam, fluttering his lashes at him. Cam looks at him with amusement. I thought they were a similar height, but Cam’s got a few inches on him, which is going to make the second part of our show even more fun.