There were a couple dozen people, all different ages, some mostly naked, some fully dressed. Over by the glass wall, there was a man in nothing but fringed cowboy chaps talking to a woman in a stern business suit. A tiny woman covered in nothing but body glitter danced for an ordinary-looking couple seated in the corner of the white couch. The woman was watching the girl twist and spin but the man was trying to shove a hand under his companion's skirt. The woman was laughing and pushing his hand away, and he kept trying his luck.
I know it might sound weird, but I was actually glad for what I saw because it made me, braless and wearing no panties under my tiny skirt, no big deal.
A woman dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt broke away from a tight cluster of people in one of the corners, came straight up to us and held her hand out to my husband. "Troy, I presume?"
Troy accepted her handshake and nodded. Even though she was gorgeous, with sun-bleached blonde hair and a perfect bikini figure, Troy was all business as he confirmed who he was.
After she dropped his hand, she offered me hers. "Abigail?"
Her handshake was firm but her hand soft. "Abby. That's what I go by."
"Welcome to my home, Abby. I'm Winona. If there's anything I can do for you, anything at all, you let me know." She smiled as she let go of my hand. "I'm completely at your service."
Then she turned back to Troy. "According to your profile, you're looking for a very dominating bull. I have several visiting tonight. They know what you've requested and they'll know when to approach you. So please," she gestured to the different seating areas, and then to the bar and a buffet table, "make yourselves at home and enjoy everything I have to offer. The bulls will come to you when they think you're both relaxed and ready, and they'll take you outside onto the balcony."
Then she surprised me by giving me a kiss on the cheek and strolling off, heading to another cluster of people lingering near the stairs. Troy took my hand and led me to the bar. As we headed over to the back of the room, I kept trying to see what was going on outside, but because of the lighting, all I could make out were shapes and the flickers of orange and yellow light.
There was nobody else at the bar, and Troy poured us each a glass of wine. He handed me a delicate glass filled with a dark red and lightly clinked his glass against mine.
After I took a sip, I whispered to Troy, "What's a bull?"
He grinned down at me, a familiar gleam in his brown eyes. "Keep showing off that hot body of yours and you'll get to find out."
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