They waited somewhat impatiently in what was a surprisingly large and slow-moving line for their turn. Emmerson kept "inadvertently" brushing her breasts against Cisco's arms. He returned the favour by repeatedly "accidently" sweeping his bare hand across the curve of her butt.

What the heck was taking people so long? she wondered just as Hannah's friend Nell stepped out from behind the red curtain, dabbing her lips in the most unladylike way, followed by a guy wearing a massive grin on his face.

Nell gave her a secret smile and a wink. "Nice work on the photobooth babe. I had no idea you had that in you. Have fun honey," she advised throatily as she playfully flicked one of Emmerson's nipples.

Cisco pulled the curtain aside and as they stepped in, Emmerson couldn't tell if he was more surprised or impressed by the broad assortment of accessories.

"I think we'd look cute in these," he said placing a tame black top hat on his head and a most unattractive floppy purple hat on hers.

"Hmm... I think you need a little something extra," she said reaching for a gigantic skin-coloured dildo and thrusting it into his hands.

He looked a little caught off guard and laughed nervously, "oh, I um..." he managed to stutter.

"You just need to go like this," she demonstrated by two-fisting her own massive hot pink dildo and flicking her tongue at the tip, while making eye contact with him.

Cisco swallowed hard. If they were in comic book the word cloud over his head would say, 'gulp.'

"Come on. It will be hilarious," Emmerson purred and carried knowing full well that she was turning him on.

She pushed him down into the red velvet posing chair playfully and sat on his lap. She heard him suck in a sharp breath. "Oh no, did I hurt you?" she cooed.

"No, no. All good," he groaned.

He very clearly was still not quite sure what to do with the dildo, so he was holding if off to the side like a grenade that was about to detonate.

"Oops, forgot to put my phone into the tripod," she said in a singsong voice and bounced off to set up her phone before settling back into his lap.

It was all Cisco could do to bite his inner cheeks to stop himself from audibly moaning. All her squirming around was giving him a serious hard on and there was no way he could hide it if they stood up.

"Ok, ready? In 3-2-1 - now lick the dildo!" she squealed and enthusiastically ran her tongue around the rim of the silicone penis.

Cisco attempted to hold his dildo up in the air, like maybe he was contemplating putting it in his mouth, but he couldn't think of much more than Emmerson's tight ass writhing around on his throbbing manhood. She wriggled around a bit more for good measure, knowing full well what she was doing. She didn't know where this confidence was coming from. Maybe the liquid courage? Perhaps the pheromones? Regardless, she decided to embrace it.

She leaned back into him and whispered, "do you want to fuck me?"

Cisco's mind was blown. He'd heard all about Dr. Emmerson Green, the straightlaced dentist. Jeff had told him she was very conservative. A prude even. But this woman did not match that description at all. She was nowhere near what he'd consider reserved. And he loved it.

He pressed his mouth to the side of her neck as he spoke in a tone so low, it was almost a growl. "Yes, I want to fuck you. And I'm going to. But it's not going to be tonight. When we do fuck, it certainly won't be some quick pump and dump. I'm going to take my time blowing your mind and then I'm going to make you beg for more."

No one had even spoken to her like that, and it turned her on. But at the same time, she felt a slight sting of rejection. Here she was finally trying to be a bad girl, and she couldn't even succeed at that.

Who the hell was this guy? Why hadn't she ever heard of Cisco before? Hannah always told her that Jeff's friends were immature losers.

She reasoned that maybe the alcohol was clouding her mind. Maybe Cisco wasn't really frigging hot and sexy with what seemed like a good heart. Maybe she was just grasping for an escape shoot to help her flee Ezra's startlingly quick overbearing attachment to her.

Cisco gently lifted her from his bulging lap and placed the two dildos back on the shelf alongside the anal plugs and other toys.

He grabbed her by the hand and smiled pleadingly at her. "I'm going to need you to walk in front of me for a bit until this settles down," he said with a lascivious grin and nod toward his crotch.

"I am so sorry about that sir," she said giving a little snort of laughter and slapping her hand over her mouth. "You can trust me to handle the situation with the utmost discretion."

As they stepped from the photobooth, the distinctive bass and thrum of burlesque music peeled across the room. "It's the dancers!" she squealed and led him across the room, shielding him with her body as promised.

Everyone was looking up at the ceiling, watching the gorgeous female aerialists dressed in nothing more than skin toned underwear and tiny sequined pasties covering their nipples. As they wrapped and unwrapped themselves, their bodies were on full display and Emmerson found herself getting turned on. With Cisco's hard dick pressed to her ass and these women with gorgeous creamy bodies and their breasts jiggling around, she was getting wetter by the minute.

When the performance finished the room filled with tremendous hoots and hollers. A few people shouted "encore!" and Emmerson couldn't agree more.

She eventually drifted away from Cisco to catch up with friends, but for the rest of the evening, she was constantly aware of where he was in the room. Apparently, he was as well. She thought she was being discreet, but they kept meeting gazes.

She had already been having doubts about Ezra and meeting Cisco had just solidified it: she had to break up with him. The sex was great, but when she'd asked him about marriage and kids, he'd made it blatantly clear that he was at a different stage in life.

"Nope. Not for me. Been there. Done that," he'd said with a cynical laugh.

"You wouldn't even consider it?"

"Most definitely not. Marriage ruins relationships and I've already got my one perfect kid. Why would I change that?"

In that moment, it had made sense to her. All she'd wanted was to have him inside her and be held in his arms. That seemed like enough. But the more she'd thought about it, she wanted more. No, she deserved more and she wasn't going to give up.

"Em!" Hannah staggered across the room toward her with arms outstretched. "I love you so much. Have I told you that lately? This is the most amazing thing anyone has ever done for me."

She was swaying slightly, and the way she was leaning on Emmerson, the two of them were about to go down any second.

"Ok you two, it's time to move on to the afterparty!" Dave said enveloping them in a bearhug and for once Emmerson was happy for his inappropriately touchy-feely behaviour because it stopped them from tumbling onto the floor.

"Nope. That's a negative Dave. There is no afterparty. I am exhausted and I have a hot date with my nice cozy bed," Emmerson said shutting him down. If she couldn't have Cisco, she'd at least enjoy a good night's sleep.

"Em, no. Come on, we've got to keep this going," Hannah whined. "It's my last night of freedom."

Nell sidled up to them. "Where are we going now?" she asked, appearing bright eyed and energetic.

"Excellent question my dear lady," Will answered theatrically. "We are going to the 'Sexy Circus'."

Emmerson groaned. "Seriously? What is that even? Like a strip show or something? No offence, but I'm not interested in watching you guys ogle over women shaking their naked asses and boobs in your faces."

"Come on Em, you don't think we'd do that to Hannah and Jeff on their last night of partying, do you?" Dave said with a Cheshire cat smile. "I can almost guarantee everyone will find something of interest at the circus."

Emmerson realized they were all look intently at her like she had the final say. "Hey, it's not up to me. You're grown adults and if you want to go check this nasty circus..."

"Sexy Circus," Will interjected.

"Right. Sexy Circus. Y'all can go ahead and I'll see you two," she pointed at Hannah and Nell, "at brunch tomorrow."

"Come on Hannah. Don't be such a wet blanket," Nell chimed in and the rest joined the chorus cajoling her.

"Fine! Fine. I'll go but only until I'm no longer entertained."

"Yay!" The group cheered and Emmerson shook her head begrudgingly.

By the time they left the party, the group had dwindled to just their core friends of Hannah, Jeff, Dave, Will, Cisco, and Nell with Emmerson trailing behind.

"Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to the Sexy Circus we go," Will, Dave and Nell sang boisterously as they linked arms and skipped ahead.