He had been working long hours and hadn't had a day off since, he couldn't remember when. He finally had a day off and it was a Saturday to boot. He might be able to sleep late for a change and enjoy some lazy day sex with his wife. He was surprised when he woke up and it was much later than he thought he would sleep, but the house was quiet. He rolled over to where she normally slept and was greeted with an envelope.
It was Concha's first year as a teacher. Fresh out of college, the only job she could get was working at the adult center and as a substitute teacher. It was hard to make ends meet on a part time salary. She was placed on a waiting list and was told she would get a call when a position became available. Concha ran into one of her old high friends. Dulce was working at a gentlemen's club a few cities down. She told Concha it was ideal because she could work and nobody in town would know.
Nicole and I had dated in college. It had been a very up and down relationship. We had both just gotten out of a relationship at the time and she in particular was reluctant to put her full effort into the relationship for fear of getting hurt. I, on the other hand, went into it with a full effort, which caused me to be the one who was hurt in the end.
Winnie and Amy had been in the strip club for about 30 minutes observing the clientele and getting the occasional lap dance to get themselves more in the mood for what they had planned that night. As part of a "getting over our ex's" night, they planned to find a single business traveler and lure him back to the suite they booked for themselves at the nearby Sheraton to strip for him and maybe have some fun.
"I'll take a deluxe bacon cheeseburger with fries and a double Stoli martini on the rocks."
The corner of my mouth curled in a smile as I listened to Jack's order. Some things never change. I turned to the waitress.
"I'll have the Chef's Salad, please, and a sparkling water with lime," I said.
Jack leveled his gaze at me and smirked.
"I don't know about your generation, son. Your father never would have ordered rabbit food and water for lunch. What's the world coming to?"
I was supposed to be on my way home when something drew me to that strip club. I had looked up the website earlier in the day to masturbate furiously over the pictures of the dancers. My masturbation session ended abruptly and I was sent packing to run some errands.
I'm just a normal guy and I do not frequent strip clubs. In fact it was only the second time in my life that I had ever gone to one.
Leoni was by all accounts a rather attractive woman. And she was a woman, now. She had not really appreciated the change herself. The way her cheeks had come in, her features come finer and lean. The elegant lines of her nose and lips. The way her eyes now looked to men, her slightly green eyes, fortuitous under her red Irish hair.
- - - 6 Months Ago - - -
"Mr. Adams... Mr. Adams?"
"Mr. Adams, we just need your signature right here."
Done. Signed. Sealed. Divorced.
Well, there went 22 years. My wife and I waited until the kids finished college, at least. Very amicable. We just split right down the middle. Of course she also got the guy from Newport Beach with Ferraris and a massive house. I got a little apartment in San Jose. Whatever.
Ever since I met my girlfriend we've talked about her sexual fantasies.....she has shared a lot of needs, wants and taboos with me, all of which I'm up for making a reality for her. A couple of simple things have stood out to me, before meeting me she had never watched porn, never visited a sex shop and never even visited a strip club!