Eric helped Alexis up from the floor of the suite before steering her back to the bed and flopping down to recover from the sexual madness they had fueled for over an hour.
Lying on her back with her chest heaving, Alexis wondered aloud, "What in the world do you have planned for me next?"
A good question, Eric thought to himself prior to the perfect answer popping into his head.
"Take a shower and get dressed." he replied.
"Get dressed? Why, I don't understand." Alexis countered. "Didn't I please you?"
Eric smiled, realizing that his comment sounded like he was asking her to leave.
"Of course you did!" he answered in a reassuring tone.
Still not understanding, Alexis pressed further. "Then why am I getting dressed?"
"You're getting dressed because in your own words earlier this evening you said that you charge $1,000 for twelve hours of exclusive driving and personal services, correct? Well, we are taking that Mercedes of yours out on the town."
Alexis resisted further. "Out on the town? Why? We have this fantastic room here. Why would we want to leave?"
"Because we have six hours until dawn, and nine until we part ways. As my personal assistant and driver, it is my expressed desire to have you chauffeur me to as many locations of your choosing as possible tonight, each of which I will fuck you at before moving on. No small talk. The only sounds I want to hear from you tonight are moaning, screaming or begging. Think of it as your own silent sexual scavenger hunt."
Alexis smiled, rose from the bed and walked seductively into the bathroom.
"I like it," she said. "After all, you're the boss."
"Yes I am," Eric answered with a tipped head, watching Alexis slip from view.
"Oh, and boss," Alexis replied with a raised voice to be heard above the sound of the shower starting, "Since I'm no longer allowed to talk in your servitude tonight, I just want to say one last thing."
"What's that Alexis?" Eric replied curiously.
"Please fuck me senseless at every stop."
"Absolutely." he answered to the sound the shower door sliding shut to officially signal the start of their adventure.
Not a word was spoken between them as the valet pulled up with the car and they climbed in. Upon barely pulling away from the front of the hotel, Alexis slid her hand up her right thigh to push her short dress higher, revealing that she was sans panties. They both knew she wouldn't be needing any.
Turning northward out of the drive up The Strip, Alexis drove just past the bright lights of the major hotels until she passed a rather tired looking old retail center and hung a right into the alley next to it. Cutting the headlights, she left the car running and climbed out. Eric followed, meeting her in front of the vehicle where she wasted no time in unclasping his belt and lowering his fly.
Backing herself against the bumper, Alexis reclined onto the hood and spread her legs, holding them up with her palms behind her knees. Eric stepped between them, simultaneously drawing his ready erection out of his pants and entering her in a single, forceful stroke.
Alexis groaned but did not utter a word. Eric's pace increased, accompanied by the sound of the metal hood buckling up and down, partially obscuring the voices of people walking down the nearby sidewalk. Alexis withdrew a hand from behind one knee and clutched Eric's cock with it on his outward stroke before nudging him back and lowering her feet to the ground again. Sliding down the hood and standing up, she spun around. Eric watched and waited, anticipating that she would now place her hands on the car. To his dismay, she instead pulled her skirt down, walked back to the drivers door and climbed in. Twisting the headlight knob, Alexis smiled as the halogens illuminated him and his rock hard cock for no one to see.
Eric chuckled while he tucked himself back into his pants and returned to his shotgun position, admiring the brazenness of the initial test he had just endured. Alexis whipped a quick u turn and pulled back out onto The Strip.
Resuming her northbound course, Alexis tuned the stereo before reaching over and grabbing Eric's swollen cock through the pup tented fabric of his slacks. She tugged longingly at it, letting him know the barrier was not to her liking. Eric obliged her, holding his waistband to allow her more easily pull the zipper down. Now accessible, she forced her hand inside and tugged aggressively at him until he popped free of his cramped quarters.
A red street light caused Alexis to stop their journey momentarily. A large delivery truck stopped in the adjacent lane, the driver looking over and downward to unexpectedly see her holding Eric's cock. Without hesitation, Alexis dropped her head and consumed it entirely. She teased the driver with a single long, slow motion that ended at the base before withdrawing just as slowly back to the tip and licking her lips. Stunned, the driver gazed speechlessly at Alexis before she punched the gas on cue from the green light, leaving him at the starting line.
Eric reached over and explored Alexis's bare pussy, slowly sliding a finger up her tight crease to feel the sopping wetness he knew was there. He taunted her as she drove, leaving her wondering when it would press inside her. With her hand gripped firmly on his shaft, her grip tightening with anticipation, she was rewarded with the shortest of waits.
With two fingers curled inside her, Alexis attempted to focus on the road while partaking in their mutual masturbation. Opening her legs wider, she signaled that she regretted not taking a few extra strokes on the hood earlier. Unable to think or drive any further, Alexis made a quick right turn across two lanes of traffic, placing them into the well lit parking lot of an all night wedding chapel. Stopping only a few parking spots from the street, and only a few more from the front door, she killed the engine.
Climbing across the center console as nimbly as a crazed teenager, Alexis positioned herself above Eric's lap while he slid her skirt up around her waist. With her head smashed against both the visor and windshield, Alexis lowered herself. Eric cupped her ass to control her descent, the engorged head of his tortured manhood standing upright, needing her.
Remembering Alexis's wishes, Eric realized that the teasing was now over. Fuck her senseless at every stop. Those were her final words. Yanking her downward, Eric penetrated her deep and aggressively. Sliding his hands to the top of her shoulders, he thrust himself upward repeatedly, countering Alexis slamming herself back down in reciprocal fashion.
Rapid, small strokes dribbled Alexis's head against the visor, her hands bracing her against the dashboard. Eric released a hand from one of her shoulders and reached around to strum her pebble hard clit, bringing a tiny whimper. Alexis ground hard against his cock, fucking him back and feeling how damp his pants were growing from her. Eric sensed she was close, right on the edge of exploding. Lowering his other hand, he slid four fingers up the small of her back under her dress, his thumb pointing downward rebelliously. Slowly he slid it lower until the tip pressured her tiny rosebud while her clit was circled on the other side of her body.
Alexis's body quivered, her pussy gripping the cock that was no longer thrusting, its operator quietly relishing the fact that she was totally immersed in the moment. If she wasn't, she would have noticed the newly married couple who had been watching them through the passenger window ever since they had exited the chapel. Eric's orgasm would need to wait.
Alexis climbed back into the driver's seat and tugged her dress down again. Starting the car, she pulled back onto The Strip while picking up her cell phone to send a text.
Eric's phone pinged.
"Texting isn't talking." it read.
Alexis quickly sent another message, but Eric's phone lay silent. Impressed by the cleverness of the rule adaption, Eric tucked his glistening cock back into his pants again, wondering where the Mercedes would stop next.
Continuing to text as she drove, Alexis let the right shoulder of her dress slip down her arm which allowed Eric to view her magnificent breast, its nipple erect and hard. Loosening his slacks again, Eric stroked himself as he watched her drive. Having barely begun to do so, he was forced to quickly hide himself again when Alexis made an abrupt right turn into of all places, the parking lot of her club. Swinging around to the rear door, she sent another text. A few moments later, a long haired brunette emerged into the low lighting in a tight fitting sequined dress and climbed into the back seat.
Eric immediately recognized the new passenger as the lovely Michelle, who had danced for both he and Amy when they had first arrived at the club hours earlier. Michelle was possibly even hotter in a dress than she was naked.
Alexis glanced over her shoulder and smiled before putting the car in drive once more.
"I hope you don't mind Alexis swinging back for me," Michelle said. "I could have caught a cab home but she insisted that I just had to see who she had in her car with her."
"Oh really," Eric answered, "And who is that?"
"The guy I told her that I'd fuck for free when I came off stage after your dance." Michelle purred. "But I assumed you were off limits since you came in with a girlfriend."
Eric was stunned.
"Actually she's my wife," he clarified.
"And she's off fucking another guy right now, right?" Michelle teased. "Well, don't worry about it, my partner has been off fucking someone all night too."
"And you are cool with that?" Eric asked.
"Absolutely," Michelle gushed. "Especially since she brought him back here to share with me!"
Eric was as speechless as Alexis, but Michelle was not.
"Take us home lover," she instructed. "I've got a lot of catching up to do."
Michelle carried the conversation as they drove, petting herself as Eric tipped the mirror to watch her. Alexis had given Michelle some brief details about their evening, but not all of them. This elevated Michelle's curiosity and her arousal as well. Pulling the plunging neckline of her dress wide open with both hands, she stopped just short of the point which would allow her nipples to be fully viewed. Eric's mind raced as the full realization of what was soon to come settled in.
The Mercedes bumped slightly as it pulled into the driveway of a beautiful suburban home, coming to a halt with the doors already opening. Each woman grabbed one of his arms as they hurried Eric up the walk and through the unlocked front door.
"I'll fix us some drinks," Michelle said in a soothing voice. "Take him in and get him settled Lex."
Michelle slipped off into another room while Alexis escorted Eric in the other direction. Turning a corner, it was quickly apparent that this was not your typical suburban abode. I the middle of the hardwood floored family room, empty except for two velvet chairs, stood a solitary dance pole.
"It's for practice," Michelle chirped on her return, handing Eric his drink. "Lucky you."
Alexis pushed Eric down into the chair as Michelle returned to get the other two drinks and turned on music from some other area of the home.
Creeping back into the room like a cat, Michelle watched Alexis grasp the pole and take an effortless turn.
"Have you let him cum yet tonight?" she asked,
Alexis nodded affirmatively.
"Since the hotel?" she continued.
Alexis shook her head no.
"Good girl Lex," Michelle whispered softly. "Very, very good girl."
Alexis and Michelle danced as one, moving from each other to the pole and back again. They seemed almost oblivious to Eric as they focused on each other. Gentle touching and aggressive holds flowed seamlessly together while their clothing fell away. Eric sipped from his glass faster as he watched. Fully nude, the women now drifted farther from their pole to attend to their audience.
Alexis unbuttoned Eric's shirt one button at a time while Michelle slid his belt from the loops and unfastened his pants.