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Walking The Path Ch. 02
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"Sorry gorgeous. We don't have Bookers, but we do have Blanton's. Do you want to try it?"

"Sure." I nodded.

Blanton's was another high-end bourbon and I'd never tried it before. John, clearly more of beer drinker, got a Bud Light and we wandered around the patio area.

"You still haven't done anything about that?" John motioned with his head back towards the bartender.

"No." I sighed. "John she's too young dude."

"Nick, look around." He swept his hand in a wide arc. "Most of the guys here have dates or wives that are at least 10 years younger than them."

"I hear you." I paused. "Maybe, I'll talk to her later."

"If you don't buddy, I'm going to give her your phone number." He smiled at me.

"Don't John. Seriously." I shrugged. "I'll get around to it. I promise."

"You better buddy." His voice was serious.

I probably don't have to mention it, but Collin's house was big and beautiful. A huge pool, almost entirely surrounded by a covered patio area and ceiling fans all over the place, keeping it cool. The pool lights were on and looked pretty inviting.

John introduced me as his friend and also as a new client to Collin. Everyone I met was very nice and I also met some athletes I'd seen on TV. I didn't ask for any autographs or pictures, but just barely. The party seemed surreal to me, because I never considered myself a part of this world. Truthfully, I still didn't consider myself part of Collin's world.

"Check it out." John's voice interrupted my thoughts.

John motioned through the window, discreetly, with his head. I looked inside and saw Collin and Nicole standing together. Their backs were to us and, once again, I noticed how tightly Nicole's dress clung to her body.

"Nicole can't be wearing any underwear under that dress." John's eyes undressed Nicole greedily.

The fabric of Nicole's dress was light enough that it hugged both cheeks of her ass closely. As discreetly as possible, I scanned her hips and had to agree with John. There was no indication of panty lines or anything under that dress.

"Did you hear about Dallas?" John asked quietly.

My heart started racing. "No." I said simply.

"Well, I got this information second hand, but it's from a source I trust." John smiled.

I nodded for John to continue. I didn't have to fake interest, because I was hanging on his every word, but I didn't know if I wanted to hear anymore.

"Nicole and Collin were at this club and Nicole had on a dress even more revealing than the one she's wearing tonight." John winked at me. "She was drinking and having a really good time, if you know what I mean?"

"C'mon man, details." I faked eagerness in my voice.

"Well, Collin was working for the most part, so he was busy talking with folks." John paused and glanced at Nicole. He looked back at me and gave a little laugh.

"Nicole was working too apparently. She danced with every guy there. Well the black guys anyway."

"So she danced with a few guys." I shrugged my shoulders. "What's the big deal?"

"Nick, she didn't just dance, buddy."


"Listen." John leaned close. "I guess it started innocent enough, but the dancing quickly escalated. At one point, she disappeared with this guy named Thomas." He paused meaningfully. "Disappeared for a while Nick."

"No shit?"

"Yea and when she came back." John laughed. "Well, let's just say that she had to go to the restroom to reapply her lipstick and try to get a stain out of her dress." John laughed.

"Whoa?" I knew what he was implying, but John apparently wanted to say it out loud.

"Yea man. Rumor has it that she took him outside and blew him in his car, right in the fucking parking lot. She probably would have fucked him too, if Collin wasn't there."

"That's kind of hot." I replied honestly.

"I know." He nudged me. "Maybe Collin loans her out? She'd make a great contract sweetener, don't you think?"

My heart raced in my chest and I started to breath heavier. I took a sip of my drink and slowly took a deep breath. My stomach felt queasy, but I wanted to keep up the act.


"Anyway, when she comes back inside, that girl standing next to her came over and they started talking. It wasn't long though before they started dancing...with each other." John emphasized.

I cocked my head at John and looked at him doubtfully.

"Nick. I'm telling you, I heard this from a reliable source." I nodded. "Well that girl standing next to Nicole, what's her name Cynthia? Well she lifted Nicole's dress and flashed her pussy on the dance floor. Nicole wasn't wearing underwear, Nick. Cynthia pulled the top of her dress down a few times and sucked on her titties. I'm talking right there on the dance floor."

"Seriously John?" I looked at him doubtfully. "We've met Nicole. That seems out of character for her."

"What?" John scoffed. "You don't remember how she dropped her panties in the bar? Nicole's a freak man!"

"Maybe you're right." I offered weakly.

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