Allie and I dropped the hoods of the cloaks off of our faces as the lyrics began, each of us rolling our hips, our eyes locked on our targets. Well, my target was Luke; I was a little confused as to Allie’s, but I assumed it was a two for one deal tonight, since both Jackson and Brandon were sitting there and, well, she was hot for them both.
Kid was singing, ‘You got a body like the devil and you smell like sex, I can tell you’re trouble but I’m still obsessed’ and our audience had grown. Everyone at the party had crowded in to watch what we were doing. I was getting extremely nervous because, honestly, I hadn’t thought much about other people seeing us do this. It was too late to back out now, so I took a deep breath and continued.
The chorus of the song hit and we started releasing the toggle buttons holding the sides of the cloaks together, making sure we didn’t wiggle too much and reveal it all too soon. It was hard to hold back because the beat and the words, ‘So hot, I don’t wanna be your friend, I want to fuck you like I’m never gonna see you again’ made me want to dance my clothes off.
Kid Rock’s voice trailed off and the beat changed. We started moving a little bit more, both of us getting lost in the music as Halestorm’s I Get Off started in. As soon as she started singing the lyrics of the chorus, Allie and I threw off the cloaks completely and started really dancing, rolling and dipping our hips, our hands running up our bodies into our hair as we moved slowly towards the guys.
Their eyes about popped out of their heads as they took in what we were wearing. Allie was dressed in a black leather strapless sheath. The hem of the dress hit the top of her thighs, barely covering her ass, and she wore torn fishnet stockings with spike-heeled, knee high black leather boots. Her hands were covered with fingerless black leather gloves, and she’d found a spiked collar to wear as a choker around her neck. She’d spiked her hair out all over her head, and the purple streaks were now fire engine red.
We’d both gone heavy on the makeup, rocker chick style, and both had painted our lips blood red and glossed them with my favorite MAC Lipglass (that shit is the bomb!). I’d left my hair down but had pinned the sides back from my face. I left my bang area down since they’re sideswept anyway, and let the hair curve down over my eye a bit. It looked pretty damn sexy in the mirror but was driving me nuts. I felt like I was blind in one eye.
I’d gone all out on my outfit, and it had set my savings back a bit. By the looks on their faces, though, it was worth it. I was wearing a black satin corset that plumped my girls up dangerously. I mean, they’re pretty good size anyway, but the corset made them scandalous! It had red lace insets down the front and laced in the back with red satin ribbon. I paired it with tiny little pair of black leather shorts over red fishnet hose, and thigh-high black leather boots. The heels on my boots weren’t spike heeled, but were a little thicker and stacked. I picked them because we all know how graceful I am, and I would probably have broken an ankle in spike heels. I was still a little worried about these boots, though, because they had a four inch heel.
I’d left my arms and hands bare, and painted my nails blood red to match my lips. I’d also wrapped a silver choker chain around my neck, and attached a thin, silver-studded, black leather leash to it. I was currently running the end of the leash down my body between my breasts while swaying, rolling, and dipping my hips to the beat.
Allie and I looked at each other and she gave me a small nod; then we turned our backs to the guys to continue dancing. We had kind of choreographed our costume reveal, and it wasn’t anything spectacular, just something to get a rise. We miscalculated just what kind of rise we would get, though.
I squealed as my cloak was wrapped around me from behind before I was lifted in the air and thrown over a hard shoulder. I realized that it wasn’t too bad of a position to be in when I came face to face with Luke’s lower back, just above his deliciously tight, camo-covered ass. So I did what any sane woman would do and reached down to yank his shirt out of his pants and kiss the skin I bared.
I yelped as he smacked my ass, and then bit him when he growled at me to behave. I started hollering for Allie, trying to see where she was. A light came on and Luke set me on my feet. I looked around and realized that we were in the men’s bathroom.