We always had some feelings for each other but never said so because we both were in relationships. A slow song came along on the radio and she asked ...me to dance with her. When I refused she started dancing alone so as to entertain me and lighten up my mood and made me sit on the bed to enjoy it. She was wearing a tight black top and a knee length skirt and her hair was loosely open moving around with her body as she danced in a sexy manner.In the last move she spun around really fast and her. Gilded mirrors, red luscious carpet and claw footed velvet sofas. I love this kind of extravagance; I love that I can afford this lifestyle. Looking around I walk over to the velvet piece and run my hands over the soft material, sighing appreciatively I drape myself over the seat and lay my head on the arm. The velvet caresses my skin and my back arches as an involuntary shudder rolls through me; this is true ecstasy. I let my hand snake its way down my body, pushing aside my French lace. " I think we're done here," he interrupted her. He walked to the door then stopped and looked at his watch. "Your last one for the day will be here in about ten minutes. You can fuck him however you like. Maybe a nice last hurrah for your cunt. It's your call. Be out of here by seven." He opened the door and walked out.Donna sat on the bed staring at the back of the door. What the fuck was he talking about? It was one thing to blackmail her to fuck some friends - in fact part of her found it a. It was another two days before I had the dorm room to myself to check out what the camera had recorded, and I almost missed the best part by having it overwritten. My roommate in the dorm had always gotten on my nerves, but once I installed that camera, his mere presence was an irritation. Whenever he was there, I couldn’t comb the footage looking for more of Cookie naked.What I’d nearly missed was her lying down on the bed in a nightgown - which was enticing in and of itself - watching.