Page 25 of Enjoying the Ride

I shake my head even as she wheels me around to face one of the many floor length mirrors in the waiting room.To be honest, I barely recognize myself.I’ve been so confused about Trek that I haven’t focused much on my appearance.But now, the bikini-clad woman in front of me has my full attention.

My long red locks are piled up in a similar fashion to Kelly’s, although the stylist left a few down to frame my face.The lotion they rubbed all over my body has some kind of glitter in it, because my skin glimmers in the soft lighting.

And the swimsuit…

I turn my body side to side, taking in the stunning detail of the salmon pink fabric on my body: the tiny pink pearls that line the edges of the bra and cup my breasts.The shining pink sequins that provide just enough glam to make the whole bikini dance in the lights.How the color brightens my creamy skin and how the two-piece manages to hug every single curve without over-exposing me.

“Wow,” I say softly, feeling as sexy and seductive.

“You should definitely keep the bikini after the competition’s over,” Kelly says knowingly, her face full of admiration.

“I think we have to.This one was tailored to my measurements,” I say, still staring at my reflection.

My friend nods.“Yep, so they’re ours for keeps!”she giggles.Then, Kelly leans in so that she can whisper in my ear over the noise of the other women.“By the way, Kixson told me that he wants his own private show later, with me wearing just this.”Kelly giggles, a giddy sound full of confidence.“I can’t wait.”

I smile, but the feeling doesn’t reach my heart.I’m happy that my friend has found someone but I’m also envious because Kelly doesn’t have doubts.I asked Kelly if Kixson was seeing other women, and she merely shrugged.She was okay with the possibility of sharing him, and doesn’t seem bothered at all.

As for me…

I look back at myself in the mirror.

Maybe…I ponder, forming a plan in my mind,maybe if Trek won’t come to me, then I’ll just have to seduce him.And I can’t think of a sexier outfit than this to do it in.

“Well, if we can keep the bikinis, then I have my own little show that I need to use it for,” I tell Kelly.I give her a teasing wink and she laughs wickedly.

“My, that Trek is a lucky fellow,” she says in a light tone.“He has no idea what he’s about to be hit with!”

“Ladies, ladies!”Miss Jiggs calls.“Gather around please.I want to make sure you look perfect in your bikinis.”

We huddle around the older woman, our nerves palpable now that we’re about to compete in the first part of the actual pageant.

“Now, you all look simply lovely,” the tailor tells us in a kind tone.“But that’s not enough for tonight.You need to perform your hearts out and have fun with it.The judges are just beyond those doors, waiting for you.”

A hushed murmur of excitement rises from the crowd.But I’m not as tense as the other women.Instead, all I can focus on is that I have to get through this part of the competition and then I can go find Trek and see if I can win him over in this hot little outfit.

“Okay, now head to doors.Remember, it’s easy.Once the music starts, find your spot on the stage.Go on girls, knock them out!”

En masse, we dart toward the large door that leads to the performance space beyond.A few seconds later, the music begins to play, an up-tempo melody that calls for dancing.The first woman at the front of the line pushes the door open and we pour onto the semi-dark stage.I’m nervous, but bite my lip.It’s show time, and nothing’s going to hold us back.

Slowly, the lights rise, and the judges come into view.

But that’s when I stop short because actually, there’s no one in the audience except for Trex, Narax, and Kixson.What’s going on?

The other women understand immediately and prance on stage, wiggling their asses while blowing kisses at the three men.Oh my god, what the hell is happening?Why is the dance hall empty, save for our pageant organizers?What’s going on?

But the music continues to play, and there’s no time for questions.The women begin to move to the rhythm, beginning our choreographed dance.Blinking with surprise, I fall into step as well, even as confusion churns in my gut.What the hell is going on?

But then, I catch Trek’s eyes and see that he’s watching only me.On a stage with nine other beautiful women, that blue gaze devours my form, and I begin to warm up from the inside.

Keeping my gaze locked on my man, I fall into step with the other contestants.The dance moves alone are provocative, but I add my own flare as we move.

When we’re supposed to bend over and stand back up, I move with deliberate slowness, sliding my hands along my legs as I slowly straighten.At the point where we’re supposed to grab our own hips and turn, I run my fingers along the edge of my bikini, flicking the material to the side so that I flash my pussy at Trek.I sway and touch and tease, arousing myself even as I try to arouse the sexy man who watches me, his jaw slack.

Soon, the song comes to a close and we come to a halt.I’m panting, although if it’s from the exertion or arousal, I’m not really sure.

The three men applaud, standing in unison.

“That was hot,” Narax growls, winking with approval at Sarah.

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