Christy helps out.

"It's simple, really.." Christina smiles warmly at your date as she reaches down for the audio shelf system's remote and starts up the stopped CD of her namesake.

You see the nubile dancer tap the remote keys again, changing the track selection. You figure she must know the CD tracks by heart, she's played them so much. You watch as the auburn-haired minx steps over to Becky, Christy still barely clad in her sheer vermilion half tee and gray plaid micro-mini.

Try as you might, you can't make out what Christy is saying in Rebecca's ear as they both stare towards you. The music's volume steadily builds, drowning her out. You sit in Christy's comfy armchair, nude, save for the bindings at your wrists and ankles. The deep bass of "Walk On" reverberates through the room, throbbing through you down to your increasingly swollen balls. You give up on trying to understand their conversation and sit back to see what transpires.

Christy is giving Becky some instruction as the seductive keyboards of the ballad tinkle seemingly all around them. "It's simple really. You've got the looks.." Christy pauses for a second as she assesses Becky's skimpy sky blue camisole. "..and you've got the wardrobe to seduce this guy of yours. Now, the most important thing you need to do is release all your inhibitions and just let yourself go." Christy smoothes her hands along Becky's sides and helps her get in sync to the seductive melody. "Just maintain eye contact as you feel the music, make him feel like he's the only person in the universe. You'll have him eating out of the palm of your hand. Where you want to go after that is entirely up to you!" Christy emphasizes with an index finger pointing into Becky's chest, letting it drop slyly into the girl's cleavage before she pulls it back. The seductive auburn-haired dancer slips behind Rebecca, letting the nervous eighteen year old take center stage, but staying close enough for support.

You watch as both beauties writhe together in time to the sultry tune. Then, Christy separates, sliding her finger into the cleavage of Becky's camisole before disappearing behind her.

As Christy steps back to lower all but the stage lighting, you continue to watch Becky, riveted to her every move, not knowing what to expect next. Your next door neighbor smiles at you sweetly as she hugs herself closely to the pole, caressing it like a long lost friend as her soulful eyes never leave yours. A few seductive twirls are performed by the high school girl and then you watch her lean back against the gleaming pole.

Rebecca bites her index finger's manicured nail coquettishly as she slides ever so slowly lower along the pole. You see her smile at you as she watches both your eyes, and cock, grow larger as her matching silky panties come into view as her camisole stays scrunched against the pole behind her. She then brings her hand down to her panties and rubs them passionately.

As you see Christy whisper to her that the ballad will be ending, Rebecca nods and steps forward, still driving you wild with her smoldering stare. She teases you by dropping one of the shoulder straps, then the other. She still holds the camisole in place with her hands.

You sigh, somewhat dejectedly, as she turns away. Then your heart and cock lurches as she unceremoniously drops the camisole. It leaves nothing but a 'T' of sky blue cord bisecting her sweetly rounded ass.

Seeing Rebecca has you in the palm of her hand, Christy leaves the stage and heads toward you, off to the side and in the shadows.

You barely notice as Christy undoes your bonds. Rebecca has your undivided attention as she turns back toward you and drops her hands.

Your neighbor friend is stunningly nude as she quickly slips out of her little g-string. You follow her hands as she grazes them over the nude contours of her teenaged body. She steps off the raised area and licks her lips as she watches you absently stroke your hard, throbbing cock as it juts toward her between your still widespread thighs.

You see Christy step up to her. "Is this what you really want, honey?" she asks, concerned she's pushed the younger girl too far.

"I've never wanted anything more," Rebecca replies dreamily.