Breaking the Rules - Sex Stories

Breaking the Rules

... head, but Hayley and Alaina were so quick to push her over to Anders that she didn't even have the chance.

"Hey, hot stuff" he said, his Aussie accent sounding genuine enough. "Special night, eh?" He continued dancing as he spoke, smoothly exhibiting his physique through thin khakis.

"Uh, yeah. I'm getting married in a few days."

"Mmm. Congratulations. Does your husband-to-be know you're here?"

"Wife, actually, and yeah, my maid of honour told her all about it."

"Good, I just didn't want to step on anybody's toes tonight. Now, how about you come over here and unbutton this shirt for me, it's getting bloody hot in here."

"Oh!" Said Elena, surprised at his forwardness. "No thank you, maybe one of these other girls..."

"Hell no girl!" Came Hayley's voice from behind. Elena hadn't realized they could hear everything. "This is all you. Rule 4: 'As long as you're not cheating, you have to go along with anything a stripper asks you to.' seems to me he's just asking you to undress him- just help him do his job, that's all. It's totally innocent."

"Hayley, these rules are..."

"Maid of Honour's authority. Now, get this sexy hunk out of that shirt! I wanna see some abs!"

Elena stood there frozen. This was definitely crossing a line, right? She couldn't undress somebody at the club, could she? What would Katelyn think?

Her thought process was interrupted as Anders turned away from her, leaned back against the railing, reached for her hand, and ...

... placed it on his chest. His body was solid, with just the right amount of give to it. Elena could feel curls of chest hair through the thin button-up as he slowly moved her hand around, letting her feel the flexing of his pecs while he slowly gyrated on the spot. He slowly led her fingers to the first button, tracing them along the slopes and valleys of his musculature along the way. Elena, for her part, was still somewhat frozen with uncertainty. On the one hand, she couldn't deny how hot Anders was, and how hot the situation was, but on the other, she knew this was crossing a line.

"The red bracelet isn't the 'no contact' one, is it?" She turned back to Hayley, her hand never letting go of Anders' chest.

"Nope! That's green. Don't worry, though: red isn't "all the way", you're safe. Now, Rule 4- get going!"

Still vibrating with uncertainty, but secure at least in knowing that she had control of the situation, what with her bracelet setting clear rules and boundaries, Elena pushed the tiny plastic button through its hole, feeling the khaki shirt immediately spring outwards, tight as it had been over Anders' bulging chest.

He moved her hand lower, the tips of her fingertips skimming his now exposed upper chest along the way, though Elena could see none of this, only feel it. Soon, she arrived at the next button, and promptly unfastened it as well. This went on for a minute or two, until she unfastened the last button, feeling the tension in the fabric immediately ...