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Cindy Does The Bachelor Party

Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: lindaswan, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

Club in Las Vegas. Mac gave me a memo with travel and contact information: a corporate jet to get me there, local transportation, the Show Manager at the club, a hotel for after the show, and so on. He also gave me a black Amex card for any expenses. "Pamper yourself," he told me. On the way out, we hugged at the door. Mac said, "To be continued." I kissed his cheek with a smile. On party day, I was flown to Las Vegas as promised. I napped on the plane, arriving in early evening full of energy. The limo got me to Cobalt with time to spare. Wes, Mac, and friends were at a banquet and comedy roast, but would arrive around ten o'clock at the Cobalt Room, the main room, reserved that night exclusively for our use. In my dressing room, I took a shower, then did my hair in an updoo. I wore almost no makeup, relying on my youthful, natural look. For the opening, I brought a full length, sheer black negligee with leg slits up to my waist. I overflowed the bikini top, barely supported by tiny straps. The costume clung to my body, hiding nothing. Other than high heels, that was all I wore. About ten minutes before the scheduled start, Mac arrived. He was obviously excited as he took in how I looked. Gripping my waist so I faced him, flashing a big smile, he looked directly in my eyes and said, "You're amazing, perfect." I put a hand on his chest, grinning with pleasure. "Thank you, sweet Mac. This gown won't last long once the party gets going, but I have to start with something." He ... beamed at me, shaking his head. Mac said the others were on their way. Things were going well; everyone was in a good mood. He escorted me down to the Cobalt Room where a music video was playing an energetic background number. The set designer ingeniously had used theater-in-the-round to create a private space in the midst of the audience. Every seat had a good view of the entire center area where the show would be. Overhead video cameras provided additional angles, displayed on large screens hanging above. During the show everybody would see everything, directly or in electronic close up. Microphones dangling from the ceiling made sure they could hear everything too. Hidden technicians remotely operated the cameras to continuously provide the best views. The front row seats were right on the edge of the stage, at the point where the audience blended into the show. One seat had a special velvet covering with a gold crown embroidered on it, for Wes I assumed. As we stepped onto the padded stage, the music continued but the video changed to show Mac and me. One screen had a tight view of my cleavage, looking extra ample when viewed from overhead. I smiled, cupped my breasts, then gave a thumbs up to the invisible operator. The lights blinked in response. Everything was painted flat black with red or silver accents and accessories. The floor and furniture were covered in matte black padding. With soft lighting on the center and darkness for the audience, the space had the cozy ...