Chrissy then reached past me. She took my husband's hands and put them on my hips. She kept her hands on top of his. My husband looked at me with a questioning glance. I kissed him. What the hell. It was Vegas and I was having fun. I was feeling the music. I was feeling sexy.
Chrissy then turned me around. Now I was dancing with her my ass towards my husband. Chrissy again had my husband's hands on my hips, hers over them. As we danced she slid his hands up and down from my hips to my thighs. As they moved up I felt my dress slide up.
I looked around for the bachelorette girls. I couldn't see them. They'd been drinking heavily. I wondered if they forgot Chrissy was there and took off.
I was wearing a very tight black dress that was about 6" above my knees. The material was stretchy clin
