Pianist . . . of course

The piano player was playing some music on the grand piano in the corner. He was young, not much older than 23. He had green eyes and brown hair. His looks could be compared to Tom Cruise.

Anyway, you remembered all those old movies with the woman who danced around and laid down on the piano. If you were going to give a show it might as well be to everyone. You started a seductive dance rubbing your legs and up your stomach. Then just for shits and giggles you take off the g-string and put it in the pianist's pocket. He almost stopped playing, but you kept dancing giving everyone a clear view of your trimmed pussy.

Then you whisper in his ear, "My place, your place, or here?"