An old-school funky beat started. Brook began to shake and shimmy as her clothes began to come off. I was falling behind, so I got busy and just got undressed so I could focus on my dancing.
When they started singing, it was more of a rap song, called ‘Bow Chicka Wow Wow.’ I about fell down when I heard the lyrics.
By now, Brook was naked and making moves that had Mr. Happy standing up and taking notice. I could see the twinkle in her eye as she saw my desire for her. That urged me to pull out some of my best male stripper moves. She especially liked it when I did the helicopter.
I was going to have to find that song because the lyrics cracked me up. When it ended, we were both breathing hard as we could feel our lust for each other even though we were thousands of miles apart.
“David,” Brook said in her sexiest voice.
“Yes, Brook?” I replied as a half-smile touched my lips.
“Pineapple.”
It took me a moment to decipher what she was trying to tell me. Then my door opened, and in walked Lexi. Someone had broken out her Victoria’s Secret underwear. She was in a matching bra and panty set that pushed her breasts up and together to make her have a larger bust. The important thing was that Mr. Happy had half of the control when Brook and I danced. When he spotted Lexi, he wrenched total control from the body and did his best pointer impersonation.
For her part, Lexi didn’t hesitate. She dropped to her knees and engulfed my member before I could object. Brook had planned this perfectly. I heard the buzz of a vibrator. Brook sat on the edge of her bed and watched Lexi pleasure me.
I glanced down and saw that Lexi had put her hand inside her panties and was working on getting hers while she tried to bring me off.
Brook and I locked eyes and just let nature take its course. It was like we were in sync as our passion began to build. When I saw that Brook was close, I let the Alpha Male take over. I touched Lexi’s head to let her know I wanted her to hold still as I took the reins. She let me control the final ramp-up as both Brook and I screamed out our pleasure at the same time.
Lexi must have thought she was in a porno because she tried to make sure I got the maximum pleasure. I looked down, and she gave me a pleading look. I was still hard, and under other circumstances, I would have tossed her on the bed and helped her achieve her own release.
Instead, I stood her up, pushed my hand down the front of her panties, and found her sex. I helped her get there, and I could hear Brook laughing as Lexi’s knees buckled.
I helped Lexi up and pointed her towards the door.
“Thanks, but I need to talk to Brook.”
Thankfully, Lexi took it as an order and did as directed.
I put my hands on my hips and turned so Brook could see me in all my glory.
“Damn, I miss you,” Brook moaned.
“Was that what you wanted to have happen?” I asked to make sure we were okay.
“Even better than I hoped. Thank you for not stopping and wanting to talk it out. Sometimes, I think you’re an old woman.”
“Hey, I just want to make sure we’re on the same page. I would rather spend a minute checking than a week apologizing. You have to admit that if I just made assumptions, you wouldn’t be happy most of the time.”
“I agree. Settle down,” Brook said and then smiled. “That was fun.”
“Yes, it was. The only problem is that you aren’t here. I really wanted to do naughty things with Lexi at the end,” I admitted.
“I’m glad you didn’t.”
“Was this part of what you and Lexi talked about?” I asked.
“We planned this. She was the one who found the music. She also predicted that you would never go for it. I guess she was wrong.”
“Lexi simply underestimated how much you turn me on.”
That earned me big brownie points. I hoped that this would hold me over until I saw Brook in the flesh.
◊◊◊ Monday December 12
I was on set when Lexi found me.
“I’m sorry, but you had an urgent call from Duane Morris. He needs you to call him back,” Lexi said.
“We can shoot around you,” Mr. Otsuki assured me.
“I’ll make this short,” I promised and left to find a quiet spot to make the call.
“Mr. Morris, please,” I said when his assistant answered, and she put me right through.
“David, it would seem I spoke too soon about the NCAA going smoothly. They’re sending an investigator to monitor your meeting with that directional school.”
“You mean Southwest Central State?” I asked.
“Yes, that’s the one. The meeting is set for tomorrow evening,” Mr. Morris said.
“Didn’t anyone think to either consult with me or my PA? I’m shooting a TV series tomorrow. There’s no way I can just pick up and leave.”
“In fact, Lexi scheduled it. She told us she cleared it with them. Do we need to reschedule?” he asked.
I wasn’t sure.
“If we do, I’ll get back to you,” I said and then focused on the NCAA. “Why is an investigator involved?”
