Birthday Night club sex 1st day on the job part 5
She finds herself at a door with the golden placard: "VIP" stamped on in pretentious font. Caleb puts the key into the door and opens.
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> The room is a studio apartment damn near, with a view of the partygoers down below dancing their cares away, oblivious to the two watching them. Caleb locks the door and shuts the blinds, bathing the room in darkness. He claps his hands and black light comes on, giving the atmosphere a trippy vibe.
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> "Before we go even further, if you don't want to do this, that's totally okay. We can just chill for a minute. I got Netflix; we could binge watch Luke Cage until that alcohol's out your system"
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> "I'm not that drunk, Caleb. And I want this. It's my birthday. This is one of my fantasies."
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> Caleb chuckles.
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> "I'm flattered. What are some of your fantasies? Maybe I can fulfill them." he inches closer to her and presses her against the plush bed. She looks up and sees herself, glowing a bright purple, staring back. She turns her head. Caleb rummages through a dresser and pulls out a silk bag.
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> "Tell me what you want, Viv." He slides his shirt off and straddles her, his hand cupping her chin.
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> "I want to be birthday spanked." She blurts out. He grins.
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> "Bend over."
He gets off her and lets her get on all fours. Hair falling over her shoulder, her skirt hitched to high heaven and her wide hips and thunder thighs bare to the elements is by far one of her less than respectable moments, but she likes it.
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> She gasps when soft fingers trace her calf and work its way up, giving her goosebumps.
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> "I've wanted to fuck you since the first time I saw you." She hears him say, his tone soft and sultry. Those damn hands run over her legs (she's glad she shaved and got that Brazilian wax when she could) and hook over the lace thong she wore and slides them down to her knees, her wet center displayed. He slides his middle finger against her outer lips, grazing the clit just a touch. He repeats this motion until Vivica lets out a soft whine and he chuckles.
>
> The room is a studio apartment damn near, with a view of the partygoers down below dancing their cares away, oblivious to the two watching them. Caleb locks the door and shuts the blinds, bathing the room in darkness. He claps his hands and black light comes on, giving the atmosphere a trippy vibe.
>
> "Before we go even further, if you don't want to do this, that's totally okay. We can just chill for a minute. I got Netflix; we could binge watch Luke Cage until that alcohol's out your system"
>
> "I'm not that drunk, Caleb. And I want this. It's my birthday. This is one of my fantasies."
>
> Caleb chuckles.
>
> "I'm flattered. What are some of your fantasies? Maybe I can fulfill them." he inches closer to her and presses her against the plush bed. She looks up and sees herself, glowing a bright purple, staring back. She turns her head. Caleb rummages through a dresser and pulls out a silk bag.
>
> "Tell me what you want, Viv." He slides his shirt off and straddles her, his hand cupping her chin.
>
> "I want to be birthday spanked." She blurts out. He grins.
>
> "Bend over."
He gets off her and lets her get on all fours. Hair falling over her shoulder, her skirt hitched to high heaven and her wide hips and thunder thighs bare to the elements is by far one of her less than respectable moments, but she likes it.
>
> She gasps when soft fingers trace her calf and work its way up, giving her goosebumps.
>
> "I've wanted to fuck you since the first time I saw you." She hears him say, his tone soft and sultry. Those damn hands run over her legs (she's glad she shaved and got that Brazilian wax when she could) and hook over the lace thong she wore and slides them down to her knees, her wet center displayed. He slides his middle finger against her outer lips, grazing the clit just a touch. He repeats this motion until Vivica lets out a soft whine and he chuckles.
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