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"Oh wow," you breathe. Your hand slides to her waist and you pull her closer for a moment. Your lips brush her earlobe, and you feel her shudder. "Now I really want to see you in that outfit," you breathe. "Your gorgeous legs on display. That tight body writhing around on the floor. I wouldn't be the first guy to feel your bared ass on me, would I?" you breathe, wondering where your courage to ask her came from. Emily seems fine with it, even gripping your arm as you ask.

"No, John. You wouldn't." Her voice is cracking as she catches her breath.

"I wouldn't be the first guy to grope your breasts under the shirt as you rubbed all over them, would I, Emily?" You press.

"No, baby," she whispers.

"Would you let me play with your tits while we danced?" you continue.

"Oh, fuck, yes," she says. Her eyes catch yours and you both look around for a moment. You spot a shaded space between two buildings and pull her in. Within moments her mouth is on yours, and you reach behind her to cup her ass.

"Bet I wouldn't be able to feel panties if I were doing this in the club, would I?" Emily kisses your neck, her tongue tracing the tendon.

"No, baby. Just my ass in a thong," she tells you. Your cock lurches as you consider the next question, but you don't even consider not asking.

"I wouldn't be the first guy to play with your ass in the club, would I?" Your hand slides up and rests on Emily's hip.

"No," Emily breathes, her voice a moaning whisper.

Your voice goes low. Despite your seclusion from public, you can't believe you're asking the question.

"And if my finger slid behind that thong to get you off, it wouldn't be the first time, would it, Emily?" Emily pulls away from you and bites her lip. She shakes her head "no" and you can't believe how turned on you are. You lean in to kiss her neck.

"I bet you looked amazing with your nipples poking through your shift while you came all over a hand," you breathe into her ear. Emily bucks and you pull away. Emily's eyes meet yours, and you are amazed at how much she's shaking. You grin.

"I can't wait to see it," you add. Emily nods and you kiss her. Her mouth opens for you, and she lets you lead, moaning into your mouth as your tongue meets hers. She is still quivering when you pull away. She looks at her watch and gives a weak laugh.

"Oh. Five minutes to get there," she breathes. She looks up to you, breathing heavily.