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If she wanted to see, he would show her, and his shorts landed on the
pile of clothes.
    Her gaze widened and he felt very studly. Yep, every guy
wanted a chick to like the dick. He walked to the pool ladder and looked back
at Karen. She still stood in her bra and panties. He raked his gaze over her.
Her curves were sexy and alluring. Not a skinny, bony thing, but shapely and
nice. He itched to touch her.
    “I thought you were coming in too?” he asked.
    Karen faced him and reached behind to unsnap her bra. He
waited, his cock waited, and he wished she would fucking hurry.
    Her panties and bra joined her pile of clothes. She strode
toward him, her breasts bobbed and her hips swayed. She was gorgeous. Why she
would be shy to show off that body he had no idea. Rob took her in from head to
toes, stopping for a longer perusal on her tits and pussy. A thin strip of dark
hair was all she had, leaving her lips bare to his gaze.
    She stopped in front of him and he took in her hardened nipples
before meeting her gaze. “So then, shall we?”
    Karen smiled and nodded, moving a little closer to him as he
stepped down the ladder—her breasts, belly, pussy and thighs so close to his
face as he descended he could have reach out with his tongue to taste her.
    He paused on the stairs, his gaze falling on the neatly
trimmed strip of her curls before him.

Chapter Three
     
    Karen trembled uncontrollably. She stood naked—naked!—in
front of a strange man and not only him. In front of a whole crowd of people. She
glanced around and forced herself to relax. The others were far too distracted
to notice her. She tried to keep tough, strong, and not wither like a violet.
But it was damn hard.
    It was all she could do to not cross her arm over her
breasts and place her other hand over her pussy. That would be so prudish and
totally not fitting for this kind of club so she kept her hands by her thighs,
pressing her fingers into her flesh to keep them still.
    The chill of the fall night swirled down from the
surrounding buildings and whispered over her flesh. Karen felt her nipples rise
up. Steam rose from the heated pool water shrouding them in its mist. It was
now or never.
    She smiled at Rob and walked toward him, suddenly not so shy
and feeling the power of her sexuality. She let her hips sway just a little
more than normal and felt the bounce of her breasts. Glancing down at him she
saw his cock jump and the need to curl her fingers around his impressive
thickness made her fingers twitch.
    Thank God for wine.
    If it hadn’t been for the few glasses she’d already had to
get her nerve up to swing around the pole, she wouldn’t be standing here bold
as brass and naked in public. Part of her saving grace was the fact the others
in the pool were intent on their own activities, barely noticing anyone else.
    The whole night so far was beyond anything she’d ever
experienced before. Her intention of coming was to support Jill and her pole
dance workshop. When that nude Asian girl had pulled her to the pole Karen had
squelched the urge to yank her hand free of her grip and flee. She’d had
nowhere to go. Her ride was Wendy and Conn. Whom she couldn’t see right then.
    Rob—she was sure that was his name—waited on the top rung of
the pool ladder, his eyes glued on her. He’d checked her out pretty thoroughly
and she wasn’t going to let a little bit of shy keep her from returning the
favor. It had been a very long time since she’d had anyone remotely as hot as
him. He was powerful, ripped, and she wanted to run her hands over his bulging
muscles. Just the thought of pressing herself next to him was enough to get her
pussy throbbing with anticipation and her nipples hard and begging for
attention.
    Karen closed her eyes briefly and enjoyed the rush of desire
that flowed through her veins. She was horny and wanted sex. Uncomplicated,
satisfying, wild-and-crazy sex. Actually acknowledging that to herself was
liberating. Now standing so