“How about you?” Tony asked. “How long do you plan on doing this?”
Cassie sighed. It was a question she often asked herself, but one she didn’t really have an answer for.
“I don’t know honestly,” she said. “I guess as long as I still enjoy it.” She did enjoy it. Even now.
Even though she worried about how far things would go and what might happen tomorrow, she loved being in control of a man the way she was in control of Tony right now. With the flick of her wrist, she could make him do whatever she wanted and nothing could buy that kind of power.
“So you enjoy it then?” Tony asked.
“Yeah,” she said.
“Prove it,”
Cassie smiled. The time had come and both of them knew it. She was ready.
“Fine,” Cassie said, staring Tony right in the eyes as she opened her Coke. “Let’s begin.”
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The Coke can. The fucking Coke can. That was the signal.
Tony watched intently as Cassie took a small sip from her soda and placed it down. It was too deliberate to not notice and, almost on cue, he slowly moved his hands to his shirt and started to lift it up.
Seeing no resistance from his cousin, he unbuckled his pants and kicked his shoes off. Still nothing. Next he slid his pants off entirely and threw them behind the chair. He was down to his boxer shorts.
“Boxers huh?” Cassie asked. “I had you pegged as more of a briefs guy.”
“I am,” he said. “I like to sleep in these though. I was wearing briefs earlier but … someone made me make a mess in them.”
“Oh did I now?” Cassie said, her mouth partly opening as her tongue playfully touched the bottom of her upper teeth.
“You did,” he said. “I’m not mad though. It was fun.”
“It was,” Cassie agreed.
Tony looked at his cousin and, for the first time since he initially wanted to touch her during their dance, was unsure if she wanted him to proceed. She looked at him, intently. This time, she was the one scanning him, looking at his body from top to bottom the way he did earlier when she was down to her lingerie.
“Should I keep going?” he asked.
“Like I said,” Cassie replied. “That’ll cost you $100.”
“Deal,” he said.
“Your balance is now $500, kind sir,” Cassie replied.
“I’ll let my accountant know,” Tony answered, almost by reflex. He knew what was about to happen and while he had seen Cassie naked earlier, this would be the first time she saw him in the nude. In a moment, he would strip off his boxers and his dick would be out in the open air for her to see in all its glory.
Here goes nothing.
With his cousin watching intently, Tony lifted his butt ever so slightly off the chair. His grabbed at the back of the waistband of his boxers and pulled them below his ass cheeks. Once they cleared that area, he did the same with the top waistband and, in an instant, the top of his dick sprung back toward his stomach as it was finally free.
The sight of it was much more exciting than Cassie anticipated. She didn’t even realize she was holding her breath briefly. Tony had a nice dick. She was right. It wasn’t particularly long or wide but it was well man-scaped and looked pretty healthy. It had nice color and none of the multi-shade coloring sometimes seen in porn. With the amount of cocks Cassie had seen in her career, that meant more to her than anything else.