Game Player

4 - Cal

Cal had dreaded coming along to his stepbrother's restaurant launch. Not because he didn't like Jack but because they weren't particularly close. They had lived on different continents for most of the ten years since his mother and Jack's father married. During that time, he rarely saw Jack and had never met any of his friends. Also, he wanted to enjoy his newfound anonymity and solitude in London and make it last as long as possible. It was an experience he hadn't felt in a long time while living in San Fransisco. Not that he was mainstream paparazzi or media fodder, it was just nice to be able to step out of his house and not constantly bump into someone who knew him. Even so, his mother had insisted he come along and 'make some new friends', and also his sister Dione would be there.

He'd arrived late and the party was in full swing. He also wasn't as decked out as some of the others but had the required dinner jacket, trousers, sans the bow. More than enough effort he thought. Grabbing a beer, he went in search of Jack. His plan was to do a quick round of congratulations, hang for a bit then find his sister - failing that, he would disappear to find his next amusements.

On that front, it had been abysmal this week. Normally, he looked forward to the weekend, knowing he would likely end up in between some lovely legs and enjoying the comforts of what a good lay offered. This week, he'd been off-kilter and couldn't quite get the image of the brunette off his mind. Not that he was sleepless, but rather that he slept only after masturbating with images of his face buried in her pussy on his mind.

Cal had tried to understand what it was about her that got him more interested than usual. There's no denying she was stunning but he'd been with other stunning women. He appreciated her adventurous verbal communication during sex and certainly liked that she was not afraid to tell him what she wanted. Still, he couldn't quite put a finger on it yet so he decided that it must be, what amounted to, his response to rejection. Wanting more of what he couldn't have.

Putting the thought away, he resumed his search of Jack and Dione. The restaurant was large, each dining table was set in an intimate alcove or room to provide a private setting for groups of dinners and a central bar area for tête-à-tête over cocktails. Cal wound his way around the alcoves, heading back to the bar for a second beer when he spotted Jack across the room chatting with a small group of people.

Changing direction, he headed towards the group but paused when he noticed a brunette, who'd been previously obscured from his view. He realised, to his surprise, that it was the same woman that had occupied and plagued his mind this week...what luck! She was truly stunning. His cock jerked just by glimpsing at her. He decided that he would sit where he was and observe.

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Alex threw back her head and laughed out loud. "By the looks of it, you'd think I'd need an escort to the toilet to help me unpin quickly before I pee myself. Or plan my toilet breaks with fifteen minutes either side for dressing....but actually...it's not unlike any other dress and it's fabulously beautiful. It just takes a little effort to get it sitting right and it might not be all that practical either - I don't know know how much unintentional flashing I've done tonight." She looked wryly at Jack.

"Darling, you've only got wonderful things to flash. Look at you, I'm sure anyone here who appreciates the female anatomy is more than grateful for any amount of flashing you do. That dress was made for you, it's got temptation stamped all over it. Those gaps are soooo naughty!" Jack looked her up and down with an appreciative eye.

"You could almost make me straight in that dress." Sam chipped in. "Those gaps are indeed naughty and your hair is magnificent!"

"Thanks, Sam. I went to the salon you recommended and yes, I agree they've worked magic into my weave tonight. So good, I was happy to let the curls loose rather than trying to bound them up like usual." She touched the soft waves at her shoulders. "Anyway - we didn't come here to talk about me! This restaurant is amazing Jack. Congratulations!" They chinked their glasses.

"Thanks, darling. It was like pushing shit uphill to get here but totally worth it. I'm lucky to have a very rich relative who can afford to lose a penny or two."

"Still not a small investment but it's all relative I suppose," she said assessing the restaurant.

"Oh from what Jack tells me, the relative is L.O.A.D.E.D." Sam pipes in while busily roaming his eyes about the room.

Jack screwed up his face thoughtfully. "Yes, this would have been a drop in the ocean for him. I'm thankful either way, it's helped me realise a dream. Now let's get us another round to celebrate!"

"Ok let me just pop to the bathroom first. I'll meet you two back at the bar. Won't be long!" Alex turned and headed for the bathrooms.

"Head to the ones upstairs in the function area Alex. It will be busy down here and you can take as long as you need with the safety pins," Jack shouted after her, laughing.

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While watching her playful interactions with his stepbrother, he concluded - for very selfish reasons, he acknowledged amusingly - that he should probably take more notice of Jack's friends in the future. The other guy seemed to know them both very well and was very familiar in his mannerisms with both Jack and the brunette.

They were very obviously discussing her attire and when Jack shifted, he could see why. Fuck!... another dress to kill. She was covered and yet there were tantalising amounts of skin exposed to view....and touch. Bare shoulders, bare legs to mid-thighs, bare sides other than the pins. No underwear. His cock twitched and he shifted uncomfortably.

'Do you mind if I join you?"

He looked to his left, noticing for the first time a petite blond who had sat down next to him. She was cute and he could quite easily get lost in that body if he wasn't so preoccupied with thoughts of another.

"Sure, but I won't be around long for a chat. Why don't you leave me your name and number?"

"Wow. Ok." She smiled coyly at him.
"It's Alicia, here's my number. Call me. I hope you're always to-the-point...." She eyed him, waiting for a name.

"Robert." Cal provided. He had no intentions with Alicia.

"Robert." She winked and walked back into the crowd just as he saw the brunette head upstairs. He got up to follow her.

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