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Tabu Presents... Martini, No Olive Copyright 2001 Chandrah danced through the crowd, a martini glass held high. Making her way towards the bar she saw one of her friends and poked her in the side playfully. "Hey V! Whattcha doin'?" "Working." Veronica sighed, looking at the martini in Chandrah's hand. "How many of those have you had anyway?" she laughed, walking back to the bar. Chandrah shrugged. "Dunno. Hey, I thought you guys said that something special would happen to me if I came here. And where's Erin anyway?" Veronica started laughing. "Are you sure something special hasn't happened already and you're just too drunk to realize it?" Chandrah rolled her eyes. "Hun, I've been doing this drinking thing longer than you've been alive, I think I'd know if something great happened." Veronica started laughing. "Erin is off tonight. But she wanted me to give you this." Veronica pulled a note from her pocket and handed it to Chandrah. Chan, You owe me...big time. I'm gonna lend you my turbo charged orgasm machine. And be careful...chaffing will occur with excessive use. Erin Chandrah rolled her eyes and stuffed the note in her pocket. "Okay then, where is my 'turbo charged orgasm machine'?" "Right here baby." Chandrah spun around, expecting to see some greasy slimeball who was as plastered as she was, but instead, AJ was smiling back at her. Blinking a couple times, she came to the conclusion that she wasn't hallucinating. "Whoa. Either this is some good alcohol, or this is really happening." AJ started laughing. "It's really happening...but I don't doubt that the alcohol is good shit. Howie is a snob like that." Chandrah continued to stare, blinking rapidly. "Look, I've got some friends to entertain, so meet me back here in about an hour." "But, the club will be closed by then." AJ smirked evily at her. "I know." *** Chandrah watched Veronica wipe down tables and pretty much close the entire club. AJ had went upstairs with his friends and she had started on her pot of coffee. Pouring the last of the black liquid into her mug, she set the empty pot back down on the table. "You done with that?" Veronica asked, grabbing it and walking off to the bar before Chandrah could respond. About twenty minutes later, Veronica emerged from the back, dressed in street clothes, a bag slung over her shoulder. "Well, I'm outta here," Veronica sighed. "What? You can't leave yet! I haven't gotten to test out my turbo charged orgasm machine." "Oh, relax." Veronica tossed a set of keys onto the table. "These are the booty call keys. Lock up when you're done with, you know, your booty call." Chandrah shook her head. "So, tell me something. Have *you* ever gotten to use the booty call keys?" Veronica started blushing deeply. "Now come on...me? Veronica?" Chandrah knocked back the last of her coffee. "I knew it was an act." "What was?" Veronica asked innocently. "That thing you're doing right now. That damn innocent act. Go home already. I want some booty." Veronica sauntered out the door just as AJ bounded down the stairs. Walking up to her, his smile grew bigger and bigger. "Did your friends leave?" Chandrah asked nervously. "I lied," he smirked, walking behind her and pulling her hair off the nape of her neck. "I just wanted to give you some time to get sober." "Well, I'm as sober as I'm gonna be," she sighed, feeling his lips press against the back of her neck. Chandrah stood suddenly, spinning around to face him. "Let's rock-n-roll baby" she giggled. Walking forward she backed him up against the bar, then shoved him down onto one of the bar stools. AJ sat, stunned, as Chandrah quickly unbuttoned his pants and jerked them down his legs. His erection sprang free, bobbing in mid air. She wasted no time in sliding her mouth over it, sucking it to the back of her throat. "Holy shit," AJ gasped, grabbing fistfuls of Chandrah's hair. Her tongue swirled around his length and her head rose and fell quickly. AJ pushed her head away and pulled her to her feet. "Keep doing that and I won't last very long." He kissed her hungrily, gently working his tongue inside her mouth. Reaching beneath her skirt, he hooked his fingers into her underwear and yanked them down. AJ pulled back from her and curled a seductive finger at her. Carefully strandling his lap, Chandrah held his erection and guided it in. "Fuck..." AJ threw his head back, shivers running through his body. His hands grasped the edge of the bar for support as she rode him. "Oh God, yes..." Chandrah leaned forward and captured his lips in a deep kiss, sliding her tongue gently against his. AJ's hands found her ass and grabbed it, pulling her tighter against him. As he slid in and out of her easily, the friction was building inside her, producing tiny explosions. Grunting loudly, AJ came forcefully, spilling inside her. Only a few seconds later, Chandrah came as well, digging her nails into his arms and buring her head in the crook of his neck. AJ began to help her off his lap when she pushed her hand into his chest, forcing him back. "No way buddy. Erin said that chaffing could occur with excessive use. We've just begun." Another satisfied customer. |
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