Mia, the surprise escalator

"I guess it is my turn now," Mia says, looking around. She settles on Nadia, and asks: "truth or dare?" She takes a heavy sip of wine from her glass as she waits for your wife to respond.

"Dare, I think. I'm rather enjoying those," your wife answers, with a grin.

Mia giggles, then says, "you've seen each of us dance or perform or whatever you want to call it. It's your turn, now. I dare you to give Lev a lap dance. A good one, too. Make it sexy." She shoots you a wink at the end and smiles. The dare is surprisingly bold for the girl, but maybe it isn't such a surprise considering the recent changes in her personality and the amount of **** she's consumed.

Nadia laughs at the younger girl's dare. "My, I didn't expect that from you, Mia. But alright, I'll do it." You grin, thinking of the last time Nadia gave you one, forever ago. Nadia takes another swig of her wine, too, before handing it off to Mia. "Hold that for me, dear."

"Gross," Katerina says, then looks at her friend. "You're going to make me watch this? I need another drink, too." She rolls her eyes, then downs her entire glass before filling it up again in a swift motion.

"Kater-" you start before you're cut off.

"Absolutely," Mia retorts. "a little payback to you both for using me as a pincushion earlier."

The two girls continue to bicker while you focus on Nadia. She stands from the floor and offers a hand to you. You rise to stand beside her, glass tucked away so you don't spill it, and your wife smiles. "Ready?" she asks, placing her hands on each side of your waist. "You'll need to sit on one of these seats."

She gently guides you down onto the leather chair you had been leaning against, her touch tracing lines along your arm and out of the tip of your finger as it leaves you. She giggles, turning to face the other girls. "You're sure, Mia? Last chance to change your dare..."

Mia just smirks.

"Very well," Nadia says, her hips starting to slowly twist in the air as she settles into a sensual rhythm, no doubt aided by the **** coursing through her. "I'm sure you thought this may embarrass me, but this isn't my first time. Although, it has been a while." Your ears start to tune her out, though, as your eyes lock onto your wife's ass, slowly twisting inside of those grey norts. She slowly dances in front of you for a moment, stepping from one foot to the other in a sensual movement, before gently bending over. Her hips continue to twirl in your gaze, the only difference being that her shorts pull against her mound, drawing a faint outline of her lips for you to see. Your cock surges at the sight, once against filling your shorts in an attempt to break free.

"Wow," you murmur, eliciting a giggle from your wife. She slowly rises and turns around to face you.

"Like what you see?" she asks, her voice a sultry whisper. She continues to dance in front of you, hips twisting and shoulders swirling, as she rotates around again to face away from you. Her eyes linger in your cock for as long as they can, until her head has **** but to turn and follow her body.

You manage to break your gaze away from your wife's swaying form for a moment, and you see the girls behind her, sitting on the floor. Their mouths are wide open, transfixed, as they no doubt are floored by how good Nadia is at this. You smirk. Mia didn't know what she was getting when she made this dare. The poor girl rubs her knees together as she watches your wife dance. Katerina is frozen beside her, her eyes locked on Nadia.

Nadia continues to sway in front of you, each movement bringing her closer towards you, closer and closer until her calves shuffle against your knees, her smooth skin sending electric sparks across your skin. Your hands drift to her waist, and she giggles as she turns back to face you and swats it away. "Now, now. You know the rules. No touching." Her voice is low and hungry, that sultry whisper continuing to fill you with lust. Your hands fall back down to your sides. She gently bends over, hips swaying in the air, and pulls at your legs to drag you lower into the chair. Your knees slide between hers, and she climbs on top of you, her body continuing to dance and tease, all without directly touching you except for a single point on your thigh. Her hands press into the chair above you, and she giggles as her face nears yours. Her breath is heavy and eager, laced with notes of fruit and oak.

"Like what you see?" she whispers, leaning into your ear. Heat radiates into you, sending a tingle down your spine. Just as you start to respond, you feel her body begin to rub against yours: her breasts, across your chest, her mound, along your thigh. Your cock rages in your shorts, stabbing out towards her but unable to reach her despite its best efforts.

"You know I do," you murmur back, lost in the moment. "It's been too long since the last time we did this."

Nadia leans in closer, causing her mound to slide further up your leg and gently press against your cock. She presses against you, massaging your cockhead through your shorts with her pussy, and whispers: "I meant what I said earlier. I will do anything for you, Lev. Rip my clothes off and fuck me right here and now if that's what you want. You've accepted me for who I am, accepted my hidden desires. I will do the same for you. Anything."

Your heart surges at her words, and you can't help but wrap your hands back around her waist, then slide them lower onto her wonderful ass. Your fingers sink into her flesh with abandon, grinding her mound against your enraged cock, and drawing a moan from your wife.

"Uh, I think that's good," you hear. Your mind clearing, you remember that Katerina and Mia are sitting on the floor in front of you. Their eyes are wide and cheeks cherry-red. Nadia lets out a faint sigh as she slides off of you and shoots them a look. She turns back to you, her eyes flickering between your still-enraged cock and your face. "Sorry," she murmurs. She coughs, and you realize she is also on edge. No doubt Mia's earlier interruption in the bathroom had left her in a horny state, too. She starts to sit down but pauses and turns back to you with a strange glint in her eyes. "Unless..."

You cough, recalling her words. "Um, no," you **** out.

She nods. "My turn then, I guess," Nadia says, settling back down onto the floor as if nothing had happened.