Loading...Brian raised one eyelid and stared at the alarm clock, 5:32 AM. It was Friday, the beginning of his three day weekend. The dog had thumped into his bedroom door, demanding to be taken out for relief. Brian propped up on one arm and cleared the sleep from his eyes. His wife Allison was still beside him, lying on her back, one breast exposed. He took the time to lightly blow on the exposed nipple, then licked it softly, which brought it to a point. She began to stir but the dog thumped again.
Turning over, Brian threw his legs over the edge of the bed, pulled on the pair of discarded boxers from the floor, and went to the kitchen to start the morning coffee. While the pot began to brew he took the dog outside, noticing the sky getting lighter on the edge of the horizon.
“This could be the weekend I’ve dreamed of (or feared) for a long time” he thought out loud. He took the dog in, fixed two cups of coffee, and returned to the bedroom where his wife lay, still asleep. Kissing her lightly, Brian woke her to the smell of coffee.
“Time to get ready, you don’t want to miss your flight”, he said. Allison, his beautiful wife of 14 years took her coffee drowsily, sipped it a couple of times and handed it back for him to put on the nightstand. She pulled him onto the bed for a hug, rolled him to the side, grabbing the growing bulge in the boxers as he went and gave it a playful squeeze.
She quickly got on top of him, straddling his growing erection, and kissed him deeply, then pulled off and headed for the bathroom. Once she left, Brian lazily drifted off to sleep as he heard the shower turn on. He barely awoke to her kissing him goodbye.
“Have fun, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” she grinned.
“That doesn’t leave much out,” he smiled as she closed the door behind her.
Brian woke again at 9am, feeling slightly more refreshed and took a sip of his now tepid coffee and made a face.
“Yuk!” he said, putting it back down and plodding into the shower. He relished the fact that there was nobody else there to steal the hot water. Brian took extra time to make sure everything was “squeaky” clean and did his normal shaving ritual twice, taking extra time to
make sure his balls and shaft were extra smooth.
“Wouldn’t want anyone choking on any fur balls,” he mused.
Meanwhile, across town, Amber was having breakfast, staring at the clock on the microwave, unsure of her thoughts about the weekend. She had played flirty games with Brian, sent sexy emails, swapped hot cyber stories, and one night after too much wine, she even sent a picture of her boobs to him via email. This was going to the next level, and it was going to be very different.
Amber had given him permission, no…teasingly dared him… to plan a weekend for her. She told him her darkest and dirtiest fantasies and told him to do his best. Knowing he was a happily married man made it naughtier, perhaps too naughty, but he was a good friend that she felt she could trust with her feelings, and maybe more, for at least a long weekend. She had run into enough losers in her time to allow herself to relax in his calm demeanor. She had a strange feeling of trust in him despite the twisted circumstances. The pretty brunette stabbed out her cigarette as she felt the hot ember getting uncomfortably close to her fingers, threw her plate in the sink and headed for the shower.
Undressing for her shower, Amber took a moment to stare in the mirror. Her touseled brown hair was pulled to one side of her head and she made a sexy pout for the mirror then licked her lips. She pushed her firm 36C boobs together in her hands then lightly stroked and squeezed her nipples, making them stand upright. With the shower beginning to steam the mirror, she stepped in with her gel, loufa, and razor to enjoy the pulsating beat of the shower massage.
Brian arrived at their lunch destination purposefully early. It was the “Executive Club”, an all-nude strip club in Charleston. He and Allison had been there several times, having a great night out as a daring married couple. Despite the fact that it was an all nude club, the girls were very pretty and friendly.
Alcohol could not be sold there, so you had to bring your own. They could serve it to you as long as you provided it. Topless clubs could serve alcohol, but the all-nude clubs can’t. Brian unloaded a bottle of Jim Beam and several mixers and other ingredients for just about any cocktail Amber and the other girls might want. The lunch hour wasn’t usually busy, except in the peak of tourist season, which this was not. There were no other clients in the lounge at the time, and there were three or four dancers sitting at a corner table, smoking cigarettes and chatting as the DJ was testing the lights and sound system.
The bartender poured a straight Jim Beam over ice for Brian, and one for himself (at Brian’s invitation). The lights dimmed and music began to play. As his eyes adjusted, Brian saw a short brunette came from the runway and began her performance on the pole. She was very cute. She caught Brian’s eye and teased him with her body as the music continued.
The second song of her set began and she immediately removed her top and G-string, and moved to the edge of the stage closest to the bar. She turned her back to him and slowly bent over, touching her toes and exposing her swollen pussy lips and perky ass to him. Brian went to the edge of the bar and slipped a five between her knees from behind, stroking the back of her knees lightly with his fingertips, pushing the rule that the girls can touch you, but you can’t touch them. She rewarded him by pulling her right cheek apart with her free hand, exposing her pink pussy and puckered butthole. She held that pose for a painfully long time, then turned and slowly worked her way up his torso, pausing to bite his nipples through his shirt, stopping at his ear where she blew lightly into the opening, making his senses jump to life, and causing him to clear his throat and return to the bar for a large sip of his drink.
As Amber was driving to the club, she started becoming a bit apprehensive. She had thought about the possibilities of what might happen but this was becoming “real” too quickly. She considered briefly turning the car around, but her reputation of boldness and fearlessness
wouldn’t allow it. Brian wasn’t like the other married guys she knew anyway, he had never overtly came on to her, never touched her inappropriately, and there was no reason to think he would do anything to make her uncomfortable. Up to this point, they had been simply good friends who had made out “a little” and were open and uninhibited in their conversations. This would mark a clear shift in their relationship. Change could be scary but Amber resolved to continue what she had set in motion.
She pulled into the club’s parking lot, adjusted her impossibly short miniskirt, and pulled her loose tank top down at the front to maximize the impact of her cleavage. Amber put her Mountain Dew in the cupholder of her Honda and went inside, her car cheerfully chirping as she pushed the lock button on her remote.
Amber’s eyes strained to adjust to the light (or lack thereof) and the bouncer quickly checked her ID then showed her to the bar. Brian was sitting there with a grin on his face, a pretty blonde to his left was lightly stroking his arm.
“Hey Babe,” he said, rising to hug her and kiss her lightly on the lips, a sensation she still wasn’t used to.
“This is Taylor,” he introduced the blonde, who was not shy about slowly looking Amber up and down, seeming to undress her with her eyes. Amber extended her hand, and it seemed that Taylor took a longer than usual time in letting it go, and she seemed to slowly stroke her hand and fingers as she let go.
“Have a drink,” Brian said, sliding a Long Island iced tea across the bar to her.
Amber sat uncomfortably on the bar stool, wrestling slightly with her skirt, and surveyed the bar. She had never been to this particular club. She was used to going to topless clubs with her other male friends, mostly on a dare, and she always had fun. There was a redhead on the stage, completely nude, pumping her hips in the air as she laid on her back, one arm curled on the pole, lost in the music. It was unusual to see a naked vagina so well lit in a strip club, but Amber was open to whatever experience Brian had planned. He promised her a good time, and she was excited about the potential, the moisture beginning to form between her legs affirming her increasing interest.
As she stared at the stage, Amber felt fingers lightly running up her back and turned.
“Nice tattoo,” a very pretty brunette cooed…”can I see more?”
Amber nodded and the dancer slowly pulled her shirt slowly up her back, exposing the rest of the artwork.
“A Libra, huh?” she said. “I’m a Gemini. Here are my twins.”
The brunette opened her shirt and everyone laughed in appreciation. The bartender poured her a rum and coke, remembering her favorite drink from countless previous conversations such as this.
Everyone made small talk while having a drink or two, the bartender kept the drinks and snacks well stocked. People were loosening up and becoming a bit more friendly. Amber and one of the girls were talking about shoes as the available dancers took turns squeezing Brian’s arms and
taking him up on his offers for drinks. He would have the girls tip whoever was on the stage, taking in the sight of the dancers kissing each other in appreciation.
Brian was beginning to feel a slight buzz and his cock was swollen slightly against his leg, signaling that it was time to proceed with the plan.
“Let’s take this party into the VIP room,” he announced. The dancers nodded and picked up their drinks, holding out their hands for Amber and Brian. They were given a very personal escort behind the mirrored door into the hidden room behind the stage.
The VIP room was very spacious, and well laid out. There was a horseshoe shaped overstuffed leather couch on the back wall of the room, where the girls escorted the couple. There were four sections in each leg of the couch, with plenty of room for 12-15 people. The bartender came in, bringing fresh drinks for all, and set up the mixers and snacks at the empty bar in the corner.
Brian and Amber sat next to each other on the couch, slightly nervous about the scenario, as one of the dancers stood up on the table in the middle of the couches and began a slow grind to the music. Prince’s “Nikki” was slowly, methodically, pumping from the speakers as the dancer ran her hand up one side of her body and down the other, pushing her breasts together as Brian was stared…mesmerized…at the scene.
Amber was beginning to feel a slight buzz, and leaned into his ear, nuzzled his neck, and purred into his ear…”you’d like to suck those, huh?” Brian gulped, nodded quickly, and took a sip of his drink. He settled back in the couch and put his arm around Amber’s waist, happy and shocked to find Taylor’s hand on her side, lightly stroking Amber’s left breast.
Amber leaned into Taylor and began lightly kissing on her ear, whispering that she wanted to
give Brian a thrill.
“He likes to watch other women,” Amber said.
“Don’t they all?” The two women began a slow sensual kiss, sucking each others lips, gently touching each other’s tongues, taking the time to play out a very sexy and erotic performance.
Mesmerized, Brian took in the sight, recalling what it was like when his wife got her first lap dance. Seeing her swapping tongues with a stripper had nearly made him come in his pants right there. The next dancer they had invited between them had pulled Allison’s sweater up, and
her bra cup down, licking hungrily on her breast and sucking her nipple, with his face right there, watching, taking it all in. The memory caused Brian’s cock to fill with blood and begin to leak precum from its tip, dampening his boxers.
The girls’ kiss temporarily broke and everyone went back to their drinks as the song changed.. “Lady Cab Driver” came on this time. A new dancer took the miniature stage/ table under the lights in front of the couch. Amber held out a ten dollar bill for the dancer stepping
down, who got down on her knees in front of her and captured the bill with her breasts. She kissed Amber in thanks, slowly exploring Amber’s mouth with her tongue.
Three of the other dancers had entered the room, obviously not getting any customers in the main room. They began playing Naked Twister on an illuminated disco-style floor in the corner. It was surreal and added to the feeling of sex in the air. Brian looked around quickly, taking in the layout of the room, noticing a lit glass shower in the corner also.
Brian checked his watch and asked Amber if she was having a good time. Amber nodded. She was beginning to get a good buzz and a warm feeling between her legs.
“Its fun seeing you taking in all the girls” she replied. “You men are so predictable.” She teased him, running her hand up his leg, quickly squeezing the obviously swollen addition to the
inside of his thigh. On the inside, though, Amber was slightly disappointed. She loved beautiful women as much as anyone, but this was becoming an all too familiar scenario to her.
Her first attempt at flirting with Brian and one of his friends, she recalled, had been walking up to them during a smoke break during a boring corporate function. She managed to twist the innocent conversation they were having into a lighthearted complaint about how every man’s fantasy was to have a threesome with two women. She had a glint in her eye that was more than innocent conversation when she said it, and she knew that the sentence had made an impact on the guys by the way they sort of stopped what they were saying. Something in the air changed ever so slightly and that had begun the dance that led to today.
She never would have guessed that it would end up here, in a strip club, with beautiful
women like bookends on each end of their bodies. Amber felt slightly lightheaded. Was it the drinks? The scenery? Or the tingling sensation between her legs? Or a combination of all of the above?
Brian excused himself, breaking the trance, seeming to read the look on her face.
“This is great and all, Amber, but this is your surprise.” Brian went back out the entrance of the room. One of the dancers took his seat, leaning into Amber to lightly lick and bite her neck as she slowly stroked up and down Ambers chest, tracing down to the front of her skirt, down to her inner knee. There, she stopped and slowly retraced her way back up Amber’s thigh, tickling her leg…until the manicured nail slowly stroked up to her very moist slit, barely covered by her wet panties, bringing a gasp and a purr from Amber. The dancer held her hand in place and slowly pinched Amber’s clit at the top of her opening, pressing against her mound. Amber grabbed the dancer’s face and pulled her in for a passionate tongue twisting kiss.
Brian returned from the room next door, but sat opposite of Amber on her right.
“You are a great friend and I enjoy your company immensely. I’d like to think you can trust me with your feelings as much as I feel I can trust you with mine” Amber took a sip of her drink
and nodded, apprehensive of what he was going to say next.
“You told me some time ago of your favorite fantasies, do you remember?” She nodded, swallowing a little loudly.
“Well, I hope we’re going to blow your mind tonight, but I don’t want you to be at all uncomfortable, so if anything happens that you aren’t comfortable with, I want you to let me know and I will stop it immediately.”
Amber, now thoroughly excited, nodded. Brian squeezed the dancer next to his backside and she left the room. Amber looked at the open door, wondering what was about to happen. The beautiful blonde returned, topless, with not one, not two, but five of the largest men in tow that Amber had ever seen. She held her breath briefly, her heart pounding in her chest, as the couch to her left filled with the men, all deeply tanned, with very short hair, two with crew cuts, obviously military men judging by the muscles and their demeanor. Two of them were wearing tan and brown camouflage pants. Introductions were made all around, but Amber couldn’t really focus on their names. The smell of cologne hung in the air, wafting in her direction, and more girls arrived seemingly from nowhere, taking turns rubbing the backs and shoulders of the new arrivals.
None of the girls had clothes on anymore, and Amber was beginning to feel like she was floating a foot off the couch, her pussy now beginning to get very warm, and wet, with the scents and sounds and sights in the air. Brian had a girl on each side of him, he was forced all the way back in the couch, with the girls blocking her view of his eyes temporarily. The brunette sitting
next to Amber whispered in her ear.
“Your friend has set you up for quite an. Are you ready for it to begin?” she cooed. Amber could only nod and stare at the guys flirting with the girls as she slowly reconciled what she was causing the tingling and dripping between her legs. The brunette took Amber’s empty drink, sat it down, and put a leg over Amber’s thigh. She gently pushed Amber back into the leather of
the couch. Amber eagerly sucked the breast that was thrust into her face, closing her eyes as she felt the weight of the brunette settling onto her lap. She could feel the couch tilting as people sat on either side of her, squeaking on the couch.
The brunette’s hands traveled up and down Amber’s side, then closed in on her breasts, ending
up at the knot tying her top together. The brunette moved downward, engaging her in a deep kiss, sucking her tongue into her mouth. Amber was lost in the smell of the brunettes hair, her perfume, and her expert way of working her tongue. Ambers nipples ached and her pussy got wetter and wetter with excitement. Amber’s top now untied, the dancer broke her kiss long enough to pull Amber forward enough to remove her shirt. Then she traveled downward; sucking, kissing, and lightly biting her nipples. Each time the dancer’s tongue or tooth touched Amber’s bright red nipples, a jolt of electricity traveled straight to Amber’s pussy. It was causing more moisture to escape her folds and her clit to stick further and further from under its hood, aching for attention.
As the dancer got off her lap, kissing Amber one last time, she kneeled in front of her and put her hand behind Amber’s skirt, loosing the zipper, and removed it from her hips, taking her pale blue thong off with the skirt in one fluid movement. The dancer held up the panties, further positioning them to show the large wet spot where the crotch had been. She inhaled them deeply, dipping the tip of her tongue in the moisture, drawing a string from the panties into her mouth.
“Mmm…you are having a good time… but it hasn’t even begun yet,” she said. “I wish I had a friend like yours.”
Amber hadn’t noticed what the men on each side of her were doing for the last few minutes. She had been otherwise occupied. Now, she saw the two guys in camouflage pants had taken stations at her sides. Each took a turn kissing Amber on the mouth, twirling tongues, their five o’clock shadows rough on her pretty face. She thought for a millisecond about stopping this scenario and leaving, running out the door. It was all so overwhelming. But her lust was stronger than her fear and these men were so strong and manly. Her pussy was as curious as the rest of her as to what was on the menu.
The brunette returned to the back of the couch and released a latch on the overstuffed leather headrest. The back of the couch reclined flat behind Amber and two of the guys, making a larger than king sized leather bed. The brunette repositioned herself squatting over Amber’s face as the men began sucking Amber’s nipples, each of them expertly biting and pulling on her nubs as a third soldier approached between her legs. He kneeled and tormented her by blowing on her pussy’s swollen lips with his hot breath. Amber took out her frustration on the pussy of the brunette pressed against her mouth.
The brunettes pussy spasmed and let out a gush of liquid as Amber’s tongue worked its magic on her clit. She had a very loud orgasm which caused all of the men to pause and cheer. The remaining two men had moved to the back of the couch, sucking the brunettes tits as her
orgasm subsided. Amber’s face and neck had streaks of the brunettes cum on them. One of the men began to slowly lick it off her as the other soldier finished removing his clothes. Her eyes bulged slightly as this man brought his extremely long and thick cock to her face. Amber
hungrily began licking and sucking on the huge head, trying not to choke. She concentrated the tip of her expert tongue under the sensitive spot at the bottom of the head and he grunted his approval.
Amber was having trouble concentrating, because at the same time she was trying to give head, her nipples were sending shock waves to her throbbing clit, which was now being sucked by the chiseled muscular soldier with black hair between her legs. He had the tempo just right and then he slowly slipped a finger in her juicy pussy as she came with her first long orgasm of the night. Temporarily spent, she laid back and relaxed as a new penis was thrust into view. The guy behind her to her right began jerking off as Amber laid back and took a few deep breaths. The men working on her breasts had stripped off their clothes, and Amber reached for their dicks, squeezing them. They were both large and thick, just like she liked them.
The two men near her head leaned into her and Amber took turns sucking both cocks. Her hands busy, the men did most of the work, slowly then quickly pumping, taking turns in her mouth as she sucked and licked for all she was worth.
“I’m gonna cum” the first man said as she tightened her lips over his swollen head. She tickled the underside of his shaft as he spurted his load over her tongue and then let him pull out so he could finish coming over her pretty mouth and into her beautiful brown hair. The sight was too much for the second guest at her head and he let two streams of cum fly over her face before she could catch the tip of his dick in her mouth to finish draining his load. Now sticky with cum, she swallowed and looked down as the men at her body changed positions. A new man was between
her legs, and he signaled his companions to each grab one of Amber’s legs and lift them in the air.
Her pussy was completely open and exposed, and she moaned as two and then three fingers entered her now steaming slit. The two men that were at her head walked to the bar where there were girls waiting with drinks. They began stroking and kissing the guys, and playing with them to get them hard again for more “duty.” The man who had been between her legs stood behind the man now pleasuring her and took off his pants.
“Brian requested me specifically for you, I have a certain skill that he said you would appreciate.” As waves of pleasure overcame her from the fingers moving in and out of her pussy, Amber saw that the guy who had been talking to her had a cock that was extremely long, yet very thin in diameter. He slowly stroked it, taking in the sight of Amber.. beautiful Amber.. with cum drying on her cheeks and in her hair. His dick became extremely long and rigid, curved at a very interesting angle.
The man between her legs removed his fingers and put his huge dick at her entrance. As he slowly pushed it in, Amber tried to scoot down the couch, trying to force him further into her waiting pussy. He resisted, teasing her with it as he felt her pussy stretch to take in his girth. She felt full and hot as she felt the head pass through her opening and sliding into her vagina, ending up at her cervix as she felt his balls rest at the base of her spine.
“Oh yeees…..FUCK ME!!!” she yelled as he withdrew and returned, pounding her in waves of pleasure. The two men holding her legs placed her calfs on her new lover’s shoulders and took stations, jerking off near her mouth. She tried to suck them and talk dirty to them, but all she could manage was a grunt or two between quick sucks on the new meat being offered to her.
“Damn, this girl is HOT” said the soldier pumping her pussy. Amber reached up and pulled him down to kiss him deeply, noting the tan lines where his sunglasses had been.
“Cum for me baby,” she whispered. “Cum in my pussy…”
With a final grunt, she could feel him tighten and she clamped her pussy down on his dick like a vice. She felt the first spurt, then another, and he pulled out of her with a gutteral moan and
shot the rest of his load onto her bare skin outside of her pussy. She rubbed it in, dipping a finger in her steamy cunt and licking the end.
“I’m next” said one of the men behind her, and he literally ran to the front of the couch, his seven inch dick standing at attention.
“Wait a minute, we have something else to do,” said the guy Amber had nicknamed Slim in her head. He carefully rolled her to one side and spooned in behind her. He dipped his finger into her pussy and pulled the moisture out and back to her behind. He then slowly slid his dick
into her pussy and hit some amazing angles inside her. One of the girls threw him a
bottle of lube from the other couch and he began slowly working a finger around her puckered hole and tentatively dipped a finger in her anus.
Amber was slightly uncomfortable, but the lube had a numbing agent in it, and the pain turned into a warm sensation as slim began removed his dick from her pussy. He coated it in lube and slowly slid it in her ass, taking care not to cause any discomfort. Amber felt deliciously wicked as she took in the sights around her. Five men there taking pleasure from her, and she from them. She gasped as Slim hit something from within her, similar to her g-spot, and she nearly came right then.
“Ok, lets go,” said Slim, as his buddy lay on the other side of the couch, facing Amber. He slid his hard and thick cock into her vagina from the front. Waves of delight overwhelmed Amber as she got used to the sensation of a double penetration, something she had never had the chance to “enjoy” before. Slim seemed to have the right touch, so she thoroughly relaxed and took in the alternating rhythm of her ass and pussy being penetrated by cocks.
Amber enjoyed it so much, she asked everyone to change position so she could lay on top of Slim, maximizing his penetration as she was thrust into from the pussy side. After a minute or two, Amber could no longer hold back and began a five minute long series of rolling orgasms. Something inside her had been manipulated in just the right way and she began to squirt cum all around the guy’s dick who was so expertly filling her pussy.
A luscious blond girl came over from the couch where Brian and the other girls were. She began licking the sticky liquid and putting her tongue at Amber’s opening so she could lick her juices as the dick exited Amber’s steaming pussy. Slim grunted beneath her, stiffened up, and began cumming in Amber’s ass, filling her with hot sticky cum as he panted and groaned his appreciation. His dick exited her ass with a quick “pop” and he got out from under her so the dick in her pussy could finish its job.
The other man pumped her…HARD…for what seemed like 20 minutes. His tempo was so fast that be began sweating, dripping onto her sticky mouth. His eyes closed as he pulled out of her pussy and began squirting all over her stomach and the other girl that was still at her side. The blonde sucked the end of his dick clean, then started licking the cum dripping out of Amber’s pussy and ass.
Not wanting her to feel vacant, the remaining guy from Amber’s tit took his turn at her pussy, slipping easily into her and pumping his cock into her. Amber’s senses were heightened from all the activity and her g-spot seemed to stretch down to receive the new visitor. Amber was quickly rewarded with a series of orgasms which further caused squirts of clear liquid to run from her pussy onto her lover and over the couch. The blonde stripper was still there, licking her neck and nibbling on her nipples.
Amber took a free hand and tried to play with her clit, but she couldn’t concentrate on the task at hand, her pussy burning simultaneously with release and desire for more. The two other men came over from the bar, recharged from their earlier orgasms, and they lined up for more. They took turns pumping her front and back, each of them cumming again inside of her. Amber came again and again in a seemingly endless series of orgasms that lasted nearly twenty minutes. Finally, completely spent, she took one of the dancers up on her offer of an orange juice so she could catch her breath.
She looked over to see Brian reclined on the couch, enjoying the sensation of two dancers in his face…kissing and sucking on each other while they stroked his cock through his pants. She tried to catch his eye, but he was buried under mounds of flesh and lace. She sipped her juice as her pussy throbbed with delight, a slow stream of cum running down her leg from her ass and pussy. The men lined up and took turns kissing Amber, thanking her, as they apologetically said they had to leave for work. It had been a three hour lunch and the military frowns on that, they said.
Amber walked on wobbly legs over to the couch where Brian and the two girls were playing. She touched the nearest dancer on the ass and slid her hand forward to the girl’s pussy, spreading her lips with an index and middle finger, holding her open and looking at her pink hole.
Amber licked her lips and slowly licked in between the dancer’s open folds and found her clit, sucking it gently. The dancer rolled over and Amber sucked her pussy from the front.
Brian and the other girl stopped groping each other and watched the drama unfolding on the couch next to her. The dancer had a handful of Amber’s hair and pulled her face harder into her pussy, moaning loudly. The second dancer pulled Brian’s dick from his shorts and began stroking him, trying to mimick the rhythm of the other girl. Brian hadn’t seen Amber naked before, and seeing her for the first time…covered in sweat and cum made him very horny.
He had masturbated to this fantasy as he was putting it together but had never seen her in the flesh. Now he took in every curve. The dancer came very quickly, almost too quickly. She pulled Amber to her chest and held her tightly.
“How about a shower?” the dancer offered. She got up and led Amber to the clear plexiglass booth in the corner. With the hot water steaming the shower walls, Amber and the dancer, who had introduced herself as Tiffany, soaped and rubbed each others bodies. Tiffany even found the shampoo and did Amber’s hair, doing an expert job at scalp massage as they cleaned each other
in a sensual way.
Amber dried off with an oversized towel, retrieved her clothes, and pulled Brian up from the couch. She kissed him deeply, thanking him for the experience, and held his arm as she guided him out the front door.
“What can I do to ever repay you?” she cooed.
“Well, we do have all weekend,” he smiled.