Twisted Beautiee 5: An Erotic Thriller

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I felt uneasy as she approached me. “Hello…” she said with a smile. “Hello…” I replied, reaching for my drink. “Wait…” she said, taking my hand. “Bartender – put this on my tab…” “Thank you, but…” “You’re not interested… is that your husband over there?” she asked, nodding toward Bazil. I glanced at him, seeing his mischievous smile. “Yes, he is – c’mon, I’ll introduce you…” I said, pulling her toward him. “Hey…” Bazil greeted us. “Hi my Thirst Quencher – this is… what is your name?” “My name is Dontress…” “Nice to meet you, Dontress…” Bazil said, kissing her hand and looking at me playfully. “Dontress bought me another drink… tee hee hee…” I giggled. “Thank you, Dontress…” Bazil said, pulling me close. “You’re welcome – would you like a drink as well?” “No thank you,” Bazil replied. “I saw you both dancing earlier… May I dance with you?” “That’s up to my wife…” “Would you like to dance with her, my Thirst Quencher?” “Only if you join us…” Bazil breathed. “Okay…” I replied as he led us to the dance floor. We danced to an unspoken rhythm, holding onto Bazil. He leaned in and kissed me, but to our surprise, Dontress pulled him in for a kiss too. Before I could react, Bazil kissed me again, pulling me closer. I sensed his hesitation, so I pulled Dontress closer and kissed her while holding onto Bazil. “Mmmmmm... this is nice…” Bazil breathed. “It certainly is…” Dontress replied. “Let’s continue this in private…” Bazil suggested.