The Party Tease

I’m outside taking a smoke break, leaning against the wall in my tight jeans and a top that shows just enough curve to make a man forget his own name. I notice this guy watching me, so I flash him a little smirk and ask who he’s here with. He points out a gorgeous girl inside - his girlfriend - and that just makes me laugh under my breath.

I take a slow drag, tilt my head, and tell him I could take her home if I wanted to… and absolutely ruin her with a strap-on or a double-ended toy. Nothing too serious - just the kind of casual confidence that makes his ears burn. I tease him about it, flicking ash, giving him glances he’s definitely not ready for.

I turn around and show off my ass in my jeans, just because I know it’ll get to him, and I let my cleavage peek when I lean in. I tell him I don’t know how a girl that stunning ended up settling for someone as painfully average as him; that she’s a solid twelve and he’s… maybe a seven on a generous day. It’s mean, but playful, that bratty edge that makes him swallow hard.

I notice him getting worked up, hand shifting against his jeans as he talks to me, and I pretend not to see it at first. Then I look right at it, raise a brow, and tell him if he’s that desperate, he might as well take it out. He actually does, and the forbidden he shows me what he’s got, I let out a soft, disappointed “Oh…” and shake my head.

Nope. Not worth the time.
I smile, flick my cigarette away, tell him “good luck with that,” and bolt back into the party before he even gets a chance to plead.

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