Harem app-Chapter 94: Dancing with a hot bimbo

A drunk bimbo came up to me and asked me for a dance.

Obviously, I found the request strange. Looking around, none of the girls were dancing, and even though there was music playing, it was very low so as not to disturb the conversations.

That said, the reactions around me were a mix of curiosity and excitement, tinged with tension, as if the women were expecting a fight to break out.

Charlotte, on the other hand, looked at me with concern, to which I responded with a sigh.

Perhaps the best way to handle this was to just dance. Seraphina naturally wouldn’t show the slightest bit of jealousy, and with that, the girls would believe we weren’t in any kind of romantic relationship.

Besides, I didn’t know who this widow was. If she was someone important, I’d rather not upset her by refusing her request.

So I stood up, kissed her hand in an elegant gesture, and said it would be an honor to take her hand for a dance.

Some of the housewives around us seemed quite excited by the act, apparently, I had scored more points with them.

One woman eagerly asked what song they should play for us to dance to, and soon a small debate broke out. Finally, they settled on a classical piece.

Luckily, I had learned how to waltz, so I probably wouldn’t embarrass myself.

Even better, since everyone had gathered around to watch the dance, I decided I’d try to impress them.

I took the hand of the woman who had invited me and pulled her close, pressing her big tits against my chest, as my hand slid around her waist. And the dance began.

As soon as we started dancing, the noise around us quickly died down until everyone fell silent, their eyes fixed on the two of us.

The atmosphere had completely changed. It was as if the moment had turned into an impromptu performance, and I, suddenly, was the center of attention.

The woman, visibly drunk, struggled to follow the dance steps, but I guided her gently.I held her hand firmly, maintaining impeccable posture while resting my other hand softly on her waist, keeping her body pressed against mine.

Naturally, her curves gradually awakened my cock, which was already vigorously hard after just a few moments. That said, the bimbo didn’t seem bothered at all, in fact, the gleam in her eyes showed she was loving every second of it.

The first steps were calculated, slow, and controlled. If I went too fast, she’d fall, and the dance would end too soon. I wanted to put on a fun show for everyone watching.

So I spun her lightly, and we paused for a moment, locking eyes.

"You dance surprisingly well," the woman commented with a perverted smile. "But you can be a little bolder," she added, licking her lips invitingly.

I didn’t hesitate any longer and pulled her even closer, giving her a light peck on the lips. The gesture drew a small gasp from the audience, who seemed impressed.

And as expected, Seraphina just watched with a casual smile, which solidified in everyone’s minds that she wasn’t jealous. Charlotte, on the other hand, looked genuinely relieved that this hadn’t caused any trouble.

But my kiss didn’t last long. She had asked me to be bolder, so I needed to show what I could do.

With each step, I increased the intensity of the dance. Wider movements, more daring spins, and the woman’s confidence seemed to grow alongside mine. Her dress twirled in the air, and I guided her with precision, never losing rhythm or composure.

The housewives around us were completely enthralled. Some clapped, others murmured comments to each other, but all eyes were on us.

In one of the final spins, I pulled her close again, keeping our faces just inches apart as I held her firmly.

The music reached its climax, and I finished with a slight dip, almost as if it were a rehearsed move, but done in the heat of the moment. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

The room erupted in applause and animated laughter. The woman in my arms looked ecstatic, her eyes sparkling as she tried to catch her breath.

"You’re such a dangerous stud," she murmured, visibly impressed.

"You haven’t seen anything yet," I commented, moving closer to kiss her again, but this time more passionately.

And with that the dance ended and I let her return to the audience, so I became the center of attention.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, my heart belongs to all beautiful women," I lied

"Where did you learn to dance like that?"

"My mother worked as a dance instructor."

"How old are you."

"I’m going to be 20 in two weeks."

"What do you work with?"

Naturally what followed was a barrage of questions, which I answered to the best of my ability. But noticing that Luca was getting bored and having already done all the advertising he needed, I decided to use him as an excuse to leave.

Seraphina followed close behind.

Surprisingly, she praised me that day, saying that my idea of ​​taking her wearing clothes from the store had been used. Several women at the meeting asked her where she had bought the item of clothing.

Things were going well... Oops! Thinking about this kind of thing would probably invite trouble, so it was best to stop.

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"Hello, dangerous stud, what would you like to see me wearing?" She said, as she looked at me with naughty eyes, and bit her lower lips.

The next day, my efforts had already paid off, as the widow from the previous day came to the store. And to make things even better, she was accompanied by two friends, whose faces were equally marked by a large number of plastic surgeries.

One of them had a wedding ring on her finger, so I let Isabel handle her, as the woman simply wanted some new, pretty clothes.

The other two, however, seemed intent on flirting with me. Well, as long as they spent money and bought products, I had no problem playing along with the flirtation.

But I was surprised to notice something. The woman who was with the widow looked familiar, perhaps from the party? She was the married woman I had slept with while in my incubus form, the one who ended up getting close to the redhead.

I honestly couldn’t remember her name, but I was surprised to see that she was now single. When I asked about it, she admitted that she had just gotten divorced. Apparently, her relationship with her husband had become too monotonous.

Based on what she said, I could only assume she had left her husband because the sex simply didn’t compare to what she had experienced with me. Still, the woman must have taken 50% of his money and seemed eager to spend it on clothes.

Again, I wasn’t going to object for even a second, I needed to increase the store’s profits.

By the way, she didn’t recognize me because she had only seen me with my incubus powers activated. She didn’t know what my real face looked like.

So why was she flirting with me?

I could only assume her friend had told her about the night we had together, and she thought maybe she should give me a chance too.

The two even tried to invite me to check out the widow’s new pool at her house. It was a little sad to turn down the threesome with them, but I had much bigger priorities.

First, I had to work, and I wasn’t just going to leave. Besides, after work, I had a date with Amelia.

At night, I still had to play with Luca and take care of the house. On top of that, since Eva’s participation in that reality show was during my work hours, I asked Lilith to record it and send it to me so I could watch it later. In other words, I had no time for the two of them.

In fact, I barely had time for anything. Helena had set up a daily schedule for me and completely filled my days.

First, I had a date every two days, so most of my evenings were already occupied. At night, I needed to take care of Luca and the house, and in the mornings and afternoons, I worked.

On weekends, she also kept me busy, I would spend them training martial arts with Zoe and doing other exercises and meditations to maintain a healthy lifestyle.

Since Zoe worked as a private security guard for Karen, she only had free time on weekends, and even then, not every weekend.

By the way, all of this was decided without me even sending a message to the woman. After I got back from the party, the workload took over, and I forgot about it.

But Lilith would never forget, so she took my phone and flirted with the woman, pretending to be me. Then, at some point, Helena joined this "scheme," for which I was grateful.

I wasn’t sure if I would follow Lucia’s plan of using Zoe to somehow "defeat" Karen, but I had grown fond of the woman and didn’t want to let them slip away from me.

Anyway, the two women made a point of trying on some very sensual outfits in the store, particularly lingerie, and showing them all to me. Of course, they also bought and consumed, so I had no problem with it.

In addition, they each bought a sexy dress. The third woman also bought a lot of things, as Isabel was a good saleswoman.

They left, and with that, I didn’t have much else to do at work. It seemed like everything would end calmly, but then I received a call from Eva’s father

The mere fact that it was that grumpy old man made me not want to answer and fear that more problems were coming. But when I answered, my suspicions were confirmed.

"What the hell is this? You owe me a lot of explanations, you bastard!"

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