Unexpectedly well

With her face covered, and not needed to use her voice, no one knew who she was, nor did they know of her reduced status, being the eye candy amongst a room full of well dressed, well to-do rich people. She didn't even mind that her hunger wasn't quite satiated. She was beginning to enjoy her anonymity.

The one thing she didn't know was why they were even here. Not once did the Sheikh appear to announce anything or talk about why they were all gathered here to celebrate or commemorate. She pushed the thought to the back of her mind as she returned to the kitchen for another platter, taking her share and eating it before emerging from the kitchen once again. And so, that was the routine for the remainder of the food service.

Soon enough, the final platter was served, but not too many in attendance seemed to want any. Debbi was surprised as it was dessert, and they were small chocolate brownies, no less. Shrugging, she returned to the kitchen, where the cook said that not many enjoy his "special brownies". Debbi thought it rude not to have on, and she enjoyed her one brownie she was allowed to take. However, with so many still on the platter, she didn't think it would be against the Sheikh's wishes to take one or two more, right?

Debbi emerged minutes later, having enjoyed four brownies, and she felt very relaxed. Surprisingly, she was very comfortable around the guests, who liked to compliment her outfit. She even began to speak to the guest, and was surprised at how relaxed she felt her head was swimming, but she didn't feel sick. In fact, she felt hungry. She pushed it to the back of her mind as she had fun talking to several guests.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I'm so glad all of you could make it, but you don't want to hear me talk, you're here for the entertainment, and I don't just mean my harem girl there!" the Sheikh announced, his interpreter spoke in English.

Debbi was feeling good, and when she heard him reference her, she threw her hands up and let out a cheer like a drink sorority girl.

"My, it seems she's enjoying herself. Well, she's going to enjoy the next part even more then. Debbi, please join me up here." the man ordered, the interpreter beckoning at her

Debbi strutted to the front of the room, hugging the Sheikh. She waved at everyone as she giggled.

"It seems she enjoyed one too many special brownies, right folks?" the Sheikh called to his guests, who all cheered after the interpreter finished her translation.

"OK, I'm gonna need to you stay up here. You're gonna join the main entertainment tonight. Ladies, please begin!" the Sheikh announced, clapping his hands. The interpreter doing her best to translate.

In seconds, Debbi was joined by three other women all dressed like her, bit in different colors. One was red, another green, and one was yellow. They each struck a Pose, with Debbi insure what to do, but very relaxed. Some belly dancing music played, and the women gyrated their hips as they approached Debbi. The dumbfounded woman Tried to mimic their motions as well, facing the crowd.

The next shock came as she felt a tug at her hips, pulling her back, but didn't feel too hard. She kept her composure and continued looking at the other women for cues to change her dancing. She should have been clued in as two women began waving around a rectangular piece of lace that was the color of her costume. The cheering should have also made her think twice, bit her state of mind made her tune almost everything out. She felt the music and just paid attention to the other women's movements to mimic them.

They all turned around to shake their backsides, and as Debbi did the same, the guests went wild. The women then knelt down and placed their hands on Debbi's bare midriff. They rubbed her belly as they began to slowly move around her. Debbi placed her hands over her head and slowly rolled her hips from side to side. As the women watched Debbi getting into it, and look up, she felt another tug at her waist, but it too was quick, and didn't feel hard enough to worry. The crowd cheered, and Debbi looked down to see the women stand-up, and rub their upper bodies up against her as they rose to their feet.

Debbi was in heaven as she felt their skin against her's. Two of the women each took an arm and had her wrap an arm around their midriffs, her hand on a hip of either woman. The third leaned in and acted like she was about to kiss her, Debbi felt her breath on her neckbefore she pulled away, feeling a chill over her body. Her arousal peaked and she felt her nipples get achingly hard. The cheers from the guests was thunderous, but Debbi figured it was because of the faux sexual movements the women were mimicking. Instead, they were all cheering from seeing Debbi's naked form, having been stripped naked by the other dancers, all that was left was the waistband of her skirt, her sandals, and her veil. Soon the music stopped and all the women struck a pose as the crowd cheered.

Debbi held her arms aloft, feeling free and relaxed, basking in the attention, unaware of her nudity.

"Let's have the ladies pose for some pictures, and if anyone wants to get in, go ahead!" The Sheikh announced as the women surrounded Debbi again, she looked at the translator, who quickly pantomimed a camera.

Debbi nodded as the crowd snapped photos. Some men stepped up next to Debbi and took several photos. The night slowly ground to a close, and the Sheikh and his interpreter walked up to Debbi, thanking her for her cooperation.

"Oh, I don't think I've had such fun. This was fantastic!" Debbi said, a bit delirious.

"Perhaps I should call someone to come get you?" The interpreter asked.

"Oh, but I feel fine..." Debbi said.

"I'll call Carol to come get you." the interpreter said, leaving Debbi in the dressing room.

"Hello? Everything fine?" Carol answered her phone.

"Everything went exactly as you said. My boss and his guests were thoroughly entertained. We were both surprised you had such a woman on your team. Such an important member of your staff, able to be available for social functions as well as having such an important role in your company." the interpreter explained.

"As I said, she is modest, but once she loosens up, you'll find why she so enjoys being in the public eye." Carol smiled.

"That she did. And the Sheikh will reward her and your company well for this. Such a shame you couldn't make it."

"Well, we at the office have much to do, but Debbie is always happy to oblige when it comes to making contacts outside the office."

"Yes, and I hope we can expect to hire her services again?"

"Oh, definitely. Just give me a call and we can set something up."

"Great! Now, Debbi has had a bit too much fun, if you catch my drift..."

"Say no more. I'll be there soon. I'll make sure she gets home safe."

"Great I'll see you soon."

With that, the conversation ended, and Debbi was still high as a kite. It would still take Carol some time to arrive, but in what state does she find Debbi?