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[for maureen]

Owen and Tosh hadn't set a date, but it didn't stop Jack from making good on his 'threat'. He headed for her hut...her and Mark, that was right. She wasn't living alone anymore.

Jack knocked on the door frame and waited. There wasn't really any tactful way to ask her for this favor, but he wasn't too worried about getting slapped. Not by Maureen.

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"Okay," she said with a shrug. She did a quick mental inventory and was pleased that she was wearing great undies (http://www2.victoriassecret.com/images/prodlgvw/V273081.jpg).

"You gonna sing or something?"

"I'm not sure Cole Porter wrote anything to take your clothes off to," he laughed. "And I'm not great with...oh...I know a song by Spice Girls."

"That works," said Maureen. "Just so I don't feel like an idiot dancing to no music." She shook out her hair. At least her nails were dry.

He felt a little ridiculous and honestly couldn't remember many of the words, but Jack sat back and supplied the music as well as he could.

Maureen started to dance, and even if she hadn't stripped in public it wasn't as if she hadn't done it in the bedroom a few times, and she was a pretty good dancer in any case.

She disposed of her outer shirt first, going slow on the buttons and gyrating her hips, then hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt. Then she turned her back to him and lifted her skirt up in the back a little as she danced, revealing the leopard-print thong.

Jack grinned wider, repeating the same few bars of the song over and over. He'd find some real music for the party, but for now this worked...and worked well from how she moved.

Maureen wiggled her skirt down slowly over her hips, then danced a little more in her thong and the white camisole covering the matching bra underneath.

Then figuring that a lapdance was part of this sort of thing at a bachelor party, she moved closer to him, straddling him and gyrating her body over his but not quite touching him.

He stopped the music, itching to touch her while he looked up at her. He'd been to enough places with girls like this that he knew the etiquette.

"Jesus, Maureen," he said, his voice lower and soft. It took a minute, but he picked up the tune where he'd left off and kept his hands to himself.

She laughed a little at that, and as she stripped off the camisole, running her hands down her chest and over her stomach, she lowered herself down onto him, straddling his lap.

Jack leaned back a little and appreciated the view. He'd been hard since the flash of panties and now it was difficult to ignore.

"So tell me what you want, what you really really want," he sang, the tempo slowing down dramatically.

Maureen turned around on his lap, bending over to give him a great view of her ass. "I wanna zig-a-zig-ah?" she offered, laughing.

Then she turned back again, grinding against his lap a little, figuring that if she could ignore his erection he could ignore that her panties were getting a little damp.

"So am I supposed to get naked or is this the end?"

"At the party, it's up to you," Jack said, raising a hand and hooking the edge of her panties so he could trail his fingers along the curve until he could feel how wet she was.

"Right now? I'd love it if you kept going."

"Well you should ask Owen," Maureen suggested, sucking in a breath as he touched her. "I don't want to get him in trouble with his fiance, or offend anyone. But as for now..."

She got up off of his lap and turned her back to him again, moving her hips and ass slowly as she pulled down the thong.

Owen was the last thing on his mind. When she turned, Jack sat up straighter and when she started to strip off the panties he took hold of her waist in both hands.

It took nothing to lean forward a little more and draw his tongue down from her tailbone, urging her to bend over so he could lick more.

Maureen gasped in surprise, the dancing suddenly forgotten.

Instinctively, she bent over, not really giving a fuck why this was happening now.

He let go of her waist and spread her a little, tongue pressing in. He hadn't eaten her pussy in ages, but he wasn't going to pass up the opportunity. His tongue slid along one side, then the other, and finaly flicked her clit.

"Oh, jesus," Maureen gasped. "F-f-f-fuck..." That felt fucking amazing, and for a second she was afraid her knees were going to buckle.

Jack groaned softly, tongue thrusting into her again and again, one hand moving to his fly. He undid it quickly and reached in to stroke his cock, just to get the relief of a little friction. He wanted her to come hard, and come fast, so he focused on her clit with lips and tongue.

"Oh fuck, Jack, oh god yeah, just there... fuck, yes... oh Jesus, Jack - Jack...."

She came almost immediately. Loudly.

He licked her clean and kissed down the back of her thigh, smiling against her skin. She was one of the few people he was pretty sure he wouldn't have to actually seduce.

"Maureen...get a condom, gorgeous..."

"Fuck, sugar, you don't have to ask me twice."

She straightened up, walking over to a bag of her things on the other side of the room, unhooking her bra and letting it fall on the way. She returned with a condom, ripping the wrapper with her teeth and then kneeling in front of him, where she proceeded to put the condom on his cock with her mouth.

"Oh, God," he groaned, tangling his fingers in her hair. It was a gorgeous sight and it had been ages since he'd watched a woman sucking his cock. It was almost enough to make his mouth go dry.

He tugged at her hair lightly, just enough to get her attention. "You feel like getting fucked hard, sweetheart?" he rasped.

Maureen pulled away, condom firmly in place. "Oh yeah," she said, licking her lips.

Jack shifted so he could kick off his shoes and get out of his jeans. "Was hoping you'd say that," he said, offering her a hand up once he'd stripped.

Maureen let him pull her to her feet, and she pressed herself against him. "Fuck me, Jack," she growled against his mouth and then kissed him fiercely.

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