Zoe comes to Corine’s Doe Party where she meets George, who is hired to be her personal Butler in the Buff. Their instant attraction takes another form as they find a private place in the storage room, where they can finally enjoy each other…

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Zoe was excited about her friend’s Corine Doe Party. Corine and Rob were together for years and they deserved all the happiness in the world, especially as a couple, so they could share it together. While ready to celebrate their union, Zoe was single and not at all upset about that fact. She enjoyed her free life and every opportunity to mingle with someone, so she was excited when Corine told her that the event would be private and there would be a surprise for all of the girls waiting for them. Corine’s tone sounded cheeky as she said that and Zoe could tell right away that something was hiding behind those words. 

When the time came Zoe was prepared for the party – she put on a tight green dress that matched her eyes, high-heeled shoes, and a ribbon over her chest that marked her as a friend of a bride-to-be. She felt excited and happy to join the party and couldn’t wait to see the surprise which was promised to them. 

Zoe went through the bar, along with other Corine’s friends, greeting Chloe and Rachel, until they reached the private back room. When the women opened the door and looked inside they could already see the surprise which was prepared for them. There were at least half a dozen men, wearing only bow ties, black boxers, and aprons, their chests bare and muscular, their smiles showing that they were ready to serve the ladies. Zoe couldn’t help but let out a sound of excitement as she saw the men. Corine was standing in the middle of the room, inviting her friends in to share food and drinks that were already prepared for them. 

Before Zoe took her place, she walked to Corine to once again congratulate her and hug her. Only then did she took her place on a comfortable couch and finally get an introduction from the man who was going to be her personal Butler in the Buff for the evening. His name was George, he had a wide smile and beautiful dark eyes, not that Zoe’s eyes could get stuck much on that part of him when she could see his bare chest and muscular legs. The perspective of spending a whole evening with him was sounding more and more exciting. 

While all the women were having a great time together by talking, drinking, and sharing the news about the upcoming wedding, Zoe couldn’t take her eyes off George. He was standing next to her for most of the time, just waiting for her to tell him what to do. Zoe couldn’t help but find attractive how obedient he was, how ready to give her everything that she needed. Yes, she realized that it was his job, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t still enjoy it. 

When Zoe asked, in a flirty tone, if George enjoyed serving her, he readily answered that it was his pleasure. Of course, it all could’ve been just a pretense from him in an attempt to earn more tips, but Zoe wanted to make sure of it. The drinks they were sharing made her blood run hotter and made her feel bothered in a whole new way. Zoe knew that she needed her relief and if George was going to be the one to give it to her she didn’t mind it. She just had to figure out if he actually wanted it or not. 

Zoe leaned back on the couch, offering George to sit next to her. He put a tray on the table and did as she asked. Zoe didn’t touch him, not while she still wasn’t sure if George wanted to be touched or not. Zoe turned to him fully and put her glass on the table, giving him all of her attention.

She started from afar, asking if George enjoyed his work. He said that he did, that it was a little effort for a lot of tips, and that he loved spending time in the company of beautiful ladies. Zoe just smiled, asking if anyone ever asked him for more than to just bring them drinks. George, it seemed, understood what was happening and why Zoe was asking such a question. He moved closer to her, so their thighs touched and she could feel the heat of his body against her. Then, once he leaned closer to her, he told her that as long as the woman was as beautiful as her, he didn’t mind it at all. It was a pleasure to serve them in any way they wanted to.

Zoe looked around. Some women were busy talking with their own butlers, but some paid special attention to the conversation she had with George. That made Zoe smile – she knew that some of them wanted to be in her place, so close to the attractive guy who they wanted, but not all of them could just go for it and hook up with the guy they just met. She, however, was free to do that. Especially since George showed her that he didn’t mind spending time with her in such a way at all. 

Zoe looked him in the eyes, feeling the heat between them. She asked if George knew a place where the two of them could get more comfortable, somewhere away from everyone else, their eyes and ears. His smile turned wider. He knew exactly what Zoe was asking from him and was ready to provide. George leaned to Zoe’s ear and told her that there was a storage room that they could use for that purpose and that he would be more than happy to show it to Zoe. She simply giggled and nodded. George helped her to get on her feet and the couple looked around, noticing the meaningful looks they were getting. Zoe just laughed it off, explaining that they just wanted to get to know each other better, that was it. All they got were more meaningful looks and nods, but that didn’t matter to Zoe anymore. She already could imagine herself sharing her body with George and she wanted that fantasy to turn true as soon as possible. 

He took Zoe’s hand and walked her out of the room. She followed him closely, as they went behind the bar and opened the door that led to the storage room. George turned on the light and closed the door. Zoe wasn’t sure that they wouldn’t get caught in such a place but at that moment her mind didn’t control her actions. She wanted a man in front of her, she wanted to be touched, and he was offering her exactly that. 

George stepped into her space, closing the space between them until his lips were almost touching Zoe’s. They both knew what they wanted, and what they needed, but he was waiting for her to make the first step. And Zoe did it. 

She pulled George closer, putting her hands in his soft hair. He was kissing her passionately, pushing Zoe’s back against the shelves with the jars and bags standing on them. She tried not to think about the possibility of knocking those down, not when her tongue was busy touching George’s and her lips throbbed, asking for more of his kisses. 

Zoe’s hands went around his body, caressing George’s back, feeling the muscles under the skin. That turned her on even more than anything else she felt before. Zoe quickly realized the dynamic between George and her – he wanted her to tell him what to do, wanted Zoe to be in charge of everything that was going to happen between the two of them. 

She pushed on his shoulders with both hands, telling him to go down, on his knees, and George did exactly that, waiting for Zoe’s command while he looked up at her. She smiled, pulling her dress higher, to her hips, until she could freely spread her legs and her underwear was right in front of George’s face. She knew that she was wet in front of him and Zoe wasn’t ashamed of it. She nodded at George, then she pulled her panties to the side, baring her wet slit in front of him. He smiled, putting his arms around her legs, making Zoe lean against the shelves once more, as he started to lick her. 

Zoe was trying not to be too loud, but her moans were still coming out even if she wanted to stop them. She whimpered, her head was spinning, and her body felt like it was on fire, especially the skin under George’s hands. She wanted him to touch her more, she wanted to feel him closer, so she moved her hips, trying to get more friction from his tongue on her clit. 

Zoe could feel her sensitive nub throbbing under his hot tongue, the pleasure was running through her and she didn’t know if she wanted to finally reach her peak or prolong the pleasure.

Zoe put her hand on George’s hair, pulling lightly, arching her back when his tongue went down, to her entrance, running around it and licking off her wetness. She moaned again, loudly, not caring if anyone would hear them any longer. Zoe needed to express how much she enjoyed everything that George was doing to her with his tongue and nothing else mattered for her at that moment. 

But his tongue, however amazing it felt against her clit, didn’t sate her, not fully. She needed more, she needed to be filled by him and that was the only thought on Zoe’s mind. She pulled George by the hair to meet his eyes. Then, while looking at his pink face, at the wetness around his mouth, she told him that she wanted his cock inside her. He smiled, got up, and pulled a condom out of the pocket of his apron. Zoe laughed, appreciating that he was prepared before she turned her back to him and grabbed one of the shelves. She perked up her ass, ready to feel the pleasure which was promised to her. 

It didn’t take long for George to get rid of his clothes and soon his hands were on Zoe’s hips, the tip of his cock touching her entrance. She pressed herself closer to him and pulled one of his hands up, to cup her breast. At the same moment, George’s cock entered her, making Zoe moan again, as she felt her walls being filled by him. Her body was burning with pleasure, aching for the pleasure to come. Zoe pressed her forehead into the shelve as George thrust into her, letting her feel him deeper, giving her everything that she needed. 

Her pussy went tighter around his cock, pulsing as she felt her orgasm hit her harder than she thought was possible. Zoe’s head was spinning, her breathing was fast as she still felt George move inside her. Moments later he groaned, spilling into the condom, leaving a feeling of warmth inside her. 

When it was over, Zoe turned to face him again and shared a kiss. It tasted like her juices and that only made it more enjoyable. Zoe knew that they had to come back, but it was still hard to let go of George. Someone knocked on the door of the storage room and they both knew the fun was over for the evening. 

When both returned to the celebration they got meaningful looks and smiles, but Zoe wasn’t bothered by it. She enjoyed her evening, just as she planned, and nothing else mattered.