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a Bose iPhone dock speaker and I grin.
    “Perfect.” I run over and take my iPhone out of my pocket and find a song in my iTunes.
    “What’s going on?”
    “I want to show you a dance.”
    “You’re going to dance for me?” He grins and sits back.
    “Yup.” I grin back at him in excitement and press play. “Hey hey you you, I don’t want your boyfriend.” I start singing along to the words of my favorite Avril Lavigne song and start doing a cheerleading dance I’d seen in a movie. I was huffing and puffing and raising my legs as I danced around and saw Harry looking at me with a dazed expression. “Don’t you like this song?” I asked him.
     
    “It’s not the song.” He paused and bit his lip; he looked like he was trying not to laugh. “But you don’t know the lyrics very well and I’m not sure what kind of dance that is.”
     
    “It’s a dance I learnt for auditions.” I pouted at him with my hands on my hips, all my dance moves forgotten.
     
    “Honey, that is not the sort of dance I was expecting.” He grinned at me and winked. I groaned as I realized he was expecting some sort of lap dance.
     
    “You’re gross.” I pointed at him.
     
    “Well if you promise a man a lap dance….” His voice trailed off as he stared at me glaring at him.
    “I didn’t promise you a lap dance.” I wiped the sweat off of my face. “I’m hot, can you turn the A/C on please?”
    “Maybe you should change?”
    “Into what?” I pouted.             
    “I have a pair of shorts and a t-shirt you can wear.”
    “One of your older women’s?” I say smartly.
    “No.” He laughs. “One of mine. You’ll be more comfortable.”
    “But I need to go home.”
    “You can stay the night, Sarah.” He held up his fingers. “I promise not to have my wicked way with you.”
     
    “Uh huh.”
     
    “Again.” He grins.
     
    “See!” I shout at him. “You just want to have sex with me again.”
     
    “No Sarah, that’s not the only reason you are here.” He smiles seductively at me and I want to rip his boxer shorts off. “I promise no sex will be had tonight unless…”
     
    “Unless what?” I look at him through slanted eyes.
     
    “Unless you beg me.” He grins.
     
    “Yeah, you wish. Not going to happen.” I smile at him and walk over and run my hands down his chest. “Not going to happen at all.”
     
    Harry stared into my eyes and looked at me intently. I could see that he was turned on and it made me feel sexy and powerful. He caught my hand as I pinched his nipple and drew it up to his mouth. He took my pinky finger and pushed it into his mouth and sucked on it. I stared into his eyes, breathing deeply and I felt my pussy get moist. Finally, he let my finger go and stood up. “We’ll see Sarah. We’ll see.” He walked away from me to his bedroom and I threw one of his throw pillows at his back. He just laughed and continued walking.
     

Chapter 9
     
    “Everything fit okay?” Harry questioned me as I walked out of his room with one of his white t-shirts on. I decided not to put on the boxer shorts because the t-shirt was pretty long on me and I wanted to tease him for getting me worked up and walking away. I’ll show him, I thought.
     
    “Yes, thanks.” I smiled at him and saw his eyes staring at my breasts. I had decided to take my bra off and it was pretty obvious as I walked towards him as my breasts were bouncing. I had contemplated taking my panties off as well but that would have given the game away too easily. “So, where were we?” I sat next to him on the couch and brought my legs up and tucked them under me. I saw him staring at my thigh where the t-shirt ended and I knew he was wondering whether or not I had any underwear on.
     
    “You tell me, Sarah Jane?” His eyes caught mine and I gulped at the evident lust I saw there.
     
    “So tell me about your parents, siblings?” I leaned back into the couch and tried to relax and ignore how close he