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    At two in the morning the streets were nearly deserted. A
lone car raced across an overpass. Street lights and passing
signs glinted off it's flawless, shiny exterior. The car
negotiated the wet snowy streets with the reckless abandonment of
somebody in a hurry. Piles of dirty snow bordered the streets,
choking the sidewalks after the recent storm. Few people were
out and then only those with urgent business. But unlike most
cars on the street, this one contained two beautiful women
dressed in lavish evening gowns.
    "So what kind of party is it?" Kate asked as she watched the
passing snow apprehensively.
    "You'll see. I told you it's a surprise. Have you ever
known me to tell secrets?" Ellen asked. They roared through a
deep puddle and Ellen pulled her BMW up next to the curb.
    "No, you asshole," Kate said with a hurt expression. She
glanced out her window and ducked down to see the top of the
towering building. She couldn't see it, it disappeared into the
dark sky, but she could see the sign far above.
    "Shit," Ellen this is a hotel.
    "Yes it is, but we aren't going to the hotel, silly, we're
going to the private banquet room. Since you won't talk to your
real sister, I felt it my job as your adopted sister to make sure
you have a little fun. We are special guests tonight."
    "Who's?"
    "Give me a break, Kate, just wait a minute and you'll find
out."
    "Ellen, you know I hate walking into a cold room. If you
embarrass me, I swear I'll key your beamer."
    "You touch my car and you die, sister," Ellen gave her a dark
look then smiled. "Relax, you're going to love this. It may be
the most memorable night of your life."
    "The most memorable night of my life is the night my real
sister climbed into my bed thinking Tom was there, and started
kissing her way down to my crotch. She had a hell of a surprise
when she found out I had no dick. The next day I had no Tom
either."
    "Well I still talk to and like Tom," Ellen said as the valet
opened the door for her and accepted the keys. "He still swears
that he loves you and had no idea that your sister planned that
midnight thing."
    "And I still don't believe him," Kate said stubbornly. She
wrapped her coat tightly around her and carefully stepped out on
the icy sidewalk. She tried to avoid the slushy puddles as she
made her way to the awning. The uniformed doorman waited until
they neared to open the door.
    "Which way to the blue banquet room?" Ellen asked as he held
the door.
    "Straight ahead and left at the end of the hall, past the
elevators. Is Mister H...."
    "Yes, he's expecting us," Ellen said quickly to stop his flow
of words.
    "I'm Ellen Scroder, this is Kate Hall."
    "I see," the doorman's eyes widened slightly. "Go on in," he
bowed them through the door.
    "What the hell was that all about?" Kate asked, glancing at
the doorman over her shoulder.
    "Our benefactor is a very important person," Ellen said with
a wave of her hand.
    "But it looked like..."
    "Shhhh, we're there," Ellen said and put her hand on the
door. "Now don't embarrass me. Go along with everything I do.
Promise?"
    "Ellen, what???"
    "Promise!" Ellen insisted.
    "Yeah, all right, I promise."
    "You'd better mean it, because if you embarrass me our
friendship ends tonight."
    "Boy, you are serious, aren't you?"
    "Very. That's why your promise is so important to me. Like
I said, this is a very important person and I don't want to blow
it. Ok?" Ellen gave an apologetic smile.
    "You know I always go along with everything you want. Lead
on."
    "Ok," Ellen said looking herself over. "I look incredible,
you look absolutely delicious, and we own this room. So let's
go," she opened the door and Kate went in ahead of her.
    Kate immediately felt like she was the poorest woman in the
room. As dozens of people turned to look at them, the sparkle of
diamonds, pearls, and gold, nearly blinded them. There were
white dresses and black suits for as far as she could see. She
breathed in sharply, but Ellen took her hand and pulled her
forward. There were two open seats at the closest end of the
long table. The placecards had their names on them. As they sat
down the crowd began to mumble. Kate heard the door being
locked. She looked behind her as she smoothed down her dress,
but there was nobody there. It had been locked from the outside.
She shivered and looked down the long table at the two rows of
faces. Most everyone there smiled and nodded politely. She
began to feel a little better. As she looked over the crowd, she
confirmed that most were either very rich, or very important.
But even more odd was the fact that they were all young to middle
aged. There was not one old face in the crowd.
    "Ellen this is really strange," Kate whispered.
    "Shhh, the host has arrived," Ellen hushed her.
    Kate looked up and craned her neck to see over the dozens of
heads. She saw a tall man in a black tux, a top hat, and a
black, lacey mask.
    "What the hell is that?" Kate whispered and giggled.
    "That is your benefactor," Ellen smiled. "He's a little
eccentric, I guess."
    "Yeah, just a little," Kate giggled again. She looked up and
saw the piercing blue eyes staring directly at her. She froze
and the smile dropped from her face. The eyes quickly went over
the rest of the crowd, then the man sat at the head of the table.
    A fat clownish man walked out on the stage behind the masked
man and a spotlight came on.
    "Ladies and gentlemen, in honor of our very special guest on
her birthday, we have a banquet, a floor show, and some other
amusing entertainment. Anyone desiring to leave, is encouraged
to do so now. Your continued presence will be your consensual
agreement to partake in these festivities. Last call. Anyone?
Good, then let's get on with the show.
    Our floor show tonight will be performed by Mickey and Lin.
Mickey is a professional dancer at the club here in the Regent,
Lin is an exotic dancer at Quinns. Both are seasoned
professionals, extremely well-endowed and beautiful young women.
So let's give them a hand," he began clapping. Two sweet young
girls, one blonde and one oriental stepped out on the stage
wearing almost nothing.
    "Shit, Ellen, what have you gotten me into?" Kate whispered
harshly.
    "The time of your life, girl. Sit back and enjoy it," Ellen
laughed.
    "I'm not sitting here and... Oh God, they're kissing," Kate
said and turned her face away. Mickey and Lin were in a full
embrace, kissing passionately as their hands roamed freely over
each other's body. Suddenly Mickey slid down and began licking
and kissing Lin's perfect little breasts. Ellen felt a stab of
fire shoot between her legs.
    "Kate, you said you wouldn't embarrass me," Ellen whispered
harshly.
    "Well I didn't expect this shit, did I?"
    "Do you know what date today is?"
    "November 29th."
    "Is that significant to you?" Ellen asked teasingly.
    "You found out, didn't you?"
    "You are the birthday girl, sister. This party if for you."
    "Tom told you didn't he?"
    "Yeah," Ellen said and turned to watch the two girls on the
stage. They were now lying on a wrestling pad. Lin was kissing
Mickey's tits. Mickey was withering and twisting like a snake on
the pad. Lin quickly slid back and forth to follow her. Lin's
small hand was now massaging Mickey's blonde bush. As she
changed tits, Lin licked the juice off her hand before she
pressed the heel of her hand into Mickey's pussy and rubbed hard.
Mickey arched her back and cried out.
    "Oh, this is disgusting," Kate said, hiding her face behind
her hand, but glancing at the stage occasionally.
    "Hey, here comes the booze. You'll feel better after a
martini."
    "I'll feel better after three," Kate said, still glancing
covertly at the stage. The lights at the table suddenly went
down. Kate could barely see the waiter as he approached.
    "Two," Kate held up two fingers. The waiter nodded and sat
two full glasses by her plate. Kate grabbed one and downed it in
a few large gulps. As the alcohol began burning her stomach and
spreading throughout her body, she did feel a little better.
    After the soup course, as the meat and potatoes were being
dished out, the girls on stage were down to some serious eating
of their own. With the lights down so nobody could see her, and
two martinis in her stomach, Kate didn't need to pretend not to
watch. She actually enjoyed the show after fifteen minutes and
began to feel some serious wetness between her legs. She reached
for a fork and gasped when her wrist came into contact with her
hard nipple trying to poke it's way through the thin white
material of her dress.
    Ellen, feeling her gasp had something to do with the show,
leaned closer and whispered. "It's very erotic, isn't it?"
    "Oh yeah, very," Kate said expressively. She brushed her
hardened nipples again and shuddered at the brief contact.
    "You've never tried that have you?" Ellen asked in a whisper.
    "No, not really. Have you?"
    "A few times. I guess you could say I was molested the first
few times, but I've experimented a little since then."
    "You never said anything?" Kate said uncomfortably.
    "No reason too, you were never interested."
    The girls on stage suddenly changed positions and went into a
69 position. Kate watched closely, shuddering with passion. As
she watched she decided that she would rather be the girl on top,
they had it easy. The girl on the bottom would get a sore neck
real fast.
    "I wouldn't mind jumping between the two of them," Ellen said
lightly.
    "They might mind, it doesn't look like there's room for three
people... hey, here comes some more girls," Kate pointed. She
suddenly realized that she had spoken loudly. Several people
giggled in the darkness.
    "Shhh, you're drunk," Ellen said with a giggle.
    "Yeah, kind of. I feel great, I think... I know this is the
strangest thing I've ever done."
    "It'll get stranger real fast," Ellen pointed to the four
girls approaching the head of the table. Their benefactor lifted
the table cloth and all four girls ducked down and slid under the
table, one at a time.
    "What are they doing?" Kate asked, craning her neck to look
under the table. Ellen grabbed her and pulled her back up.
    "Ok, here comes the really strange part. Now listen
carefully. Are you listening?" Ellen asked.
    "Yeah," Kate said, bending closer so she could see Ellen in
the darkness. Their faces were nearly touching.
    "Those four girls are there to give people oral sex."
    "People? You mean the men?"
    "Nope, people, men and women."
    "No way!"
    "Shhhh. It's all right. Here are the rules. See how
everybody is putting a napkin in their laps?"
    "Yeah."
    "They aren't. You have two choices. One, you drop the
napkin on the floor in front of your chair. That means you want
them to pass you by. Ok? The second choice is to lay the napkin
over your right leg. Can you figure out what that means?"
    "That they don't pass me by?"
    "Bingo. Nobody will know which you chose, only you will know
that. As the rest of the dinner is served, just pretend you are
only here to eat dinner. Don't show that you are being serviced.
Have you got all that?"
    "Sure. Which will you chose?"
    "What do you think?"
    "You won't drop a napkin," Kate said, nodding her head.
    "Right again. Your choice is your business. But remember,
whichever you chose nobody will know. So if you ever considered
trying this out, now is the time. Have you decided?"
    "Yeah, I think so."
    "Then put the napkin where you want it."
    Kate held her hand under the table and dropped the napkin on
the floor. Ellen watched from the corner of her eye and shook
her head in disgust as she laid her own napkin over her right
leg.
    "Shit, I forgot, I'm wearing pantyhose," Ellen said in
embarrassment.
    "So?"
    "We weren't supposed to wear them to this party. Are you
wearing any?"
    "No," Kate said, a little annoyed. Ellen knew she never wore
them, even in the winter.
    "It's dark enough I'm going to try and slip out of them here.
If anybody looks, let me know."
    "Who can see? It's black as night in here, except for the
stage."
    "That's to keep anyone from being embarrassed," Ellen said as
she hiked her dress up and pulled down her stockings. She banged
the table once, generating a few giggles from people who
mistakenly believed the girls under the table were bumping into
things. Ellen finally pulled the stockings over her knees and
off her feet.
    "Shit, I dropped my napkin," Ellen said.
    "You want me to get it for you?" Kate asked, looking under
the table.
    "Naw, I'll get it. You just watch the show."
    Kate nodded and turned her eyes to the stage.
    "Here, finish that for me and order another one when the
waiter comes," Ellen handed her nearly-full glass to Kate and
slipped under the table.
    Kate sipped and watched girls really getting into their act.
They had switched positions. Apparently the girl on the bottom
had gotten a sore neck. Kate massaged her own neck while she
watched, then downed the last of Ellen's drink. She looked
around for a waiter, but none were in sight.
    "Move your foot over," Ellen said from under the table,
pushing Kate's right leg aside. Kate opened her legs and tried
to look under the table, but it was too dark of course. She
suddenly felt a warm pair of lips under her dress, kissing her
inner thigh. She gasped and reached under the table to push the
face away, but Ellen slapped her hand away and forced her face in.....can you guess the rest ? read sexstories at smuterotica enter here

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