Night five and it was James' turn to call Sarah at work to announce a change of the arranged plans. He instructed her to take off her bra and panties and leave them in her desk drawer when she left the office. She was to go to the address he gave her and pick up a package. She was to pick it up, but not to peek at what was inside. She would make that discovery in his presence.
James left work a few minutes early, and arrived home well before he expected Sarah. He went to the bar and poured himself a strong drink, steeling himself for what he expected to be a memorable evening. He quickly downed a Jack and Coke, then went for another. He sat down in his chair with his drink and glanced down at his watch. He imagined Sarah driving up and down the street in the near darkness, looking for the address on the dark buildings where he had sent her for the package. It wasn't easy to find if you didn't know what you were looking for.
James couldn't help but smile thinking about Sarah walking into the adult bookstore. She would no doubt be assaulted by the leering stares of the men there, looking up for a moment from thumbing through pornography. They'd look her up and down and settle on her breasts. Her nipples would be sticking out like diamond points against the thin fabric of her dress after she had just come in from the cold wearing no bra. The men would wonder for just a moment about why she was there, and whether she might be available. She'd try to avert her gaze, but everywhere she looked would be magazines displaying women in ways that would make Hugh Hefner blush, alongside penis pumps, anal beads, and vibrating masturbators of all shapes and sizes. She'd have nowhere to go.
James also imagined her talking with Johnny, the young man who worked at the store and with whom James had left the package. Johnny had helped James choose his purchases all week, so he no doubt had at least some inkling as to what was going on with James and Sarah. James imagined the knowing glance that would pass between the two as he handed Sarah the package. Sarah would know in that moment that Johnny knew what was happening, and she would be embarrassed beyond belief.
He leaned back and tinkled the ice in his glass. He was getting a pleasant buzz from the drinks, and was contemplating having another when he heard a car pull into the driveway. In a few moments, Sarah came through the door, the package in hand. She laid it down on the table next to the front door, then took off her coat and hung it up. She picked up the package again and walked into the living room.
"Well, I'm glad you're finally here," he said, smiling. "I was beginning to worry that something might have happened to you."
"How could you send me into a place like that all by myself? I could have been molested."
"Darling, that store has better security than some banks in town. Nothing could happen to you there."
"Why did you make me pick this up?" she asked, holding out the package.
"Well, you introduced me to your little helper. I thought it was only fair that you got to meet the person who's been helping me."
"You mean that's where you've gotten the other things we've used this week?"
"Yes."
"And that, that boy, is the one you bought it all from?"
"Yes. He's been invaluable. We've even become friends. I think I'm putting him through college with all the tips and commissions I've given him."
"So he knows what we've been doing?"
"I think he's probably figured it out, yes."
"That explains the way he looked at me."
"Yes. Probably the same way that Cassandra looked at me last night." James stood up and went to the bar. He made himself another drink. "Besides, I would have thought that the way he looked at you was the least of your worries," he said, looking over his shoulder at Sarah. "Didn't you notice a few other sets of eyes on you as well?"
"Yes. The place was full of men."
"And they looked you over?"
"Of course they did. I was the only woman in the place…"
"And your nipples were sticking out."
"Yes."
"And you weren't wearing any panties…"
"No, but they didn't know that."
"And did you like it? Having all those men staring at your breasts?"
"No."
"Are you sure? Doesn't it excite you to know that some of those men will go home and jerk off thinking of your breasts tonight?"
"No, it doesn't. I didn't like being ogled that way."
"Well, all right then. Let's just say that was something you did because I told you to, and not because you wanted to." James took a long drink from his glass, and set it down on the bar. "But enough about that. Are you ready to see what's in the package?"
"I don't know if I want to see it or not."
"Oh, I think you'll be OK with my purchases. You might even like them," he said, smiling. "Then again, you don't have any say in the matter, now do you?"
"All right, let's see it what's in there."
"Let's go into the bedroom, darling. It's more appropriate to open them in there." James extended his hand. Sarah took it and he led her into the bedroom. "OK, sit down there on the bed, and you can open your presents."
Sarah began to slowly remove the ribbon from the gift-wrapped box. When it was gone, she looked up at James for a moment before opening the box. James did his best to show no expression. Sarah looked back down and slowly lifted the lid off and set it aside. She pulled aside the gift paper, and saw what James had sent her to pick up.
It was a matching bra and panty set, bright pink trimmed with black. The panties, what there were of them, had small black polka dots as well. They were crotchless, open nearly all the way back to front. The bra was just an underwire for support, with no cup to cover the breast. It would give firm support, but leave the nipples exposed. Also in the package was a small, simple black satin necklace with a snap closure.
"There you are, darling, your underpinnings for the evening."
"Why bother with anything at all?"
"Because it's sexier this way. Covered, yet exposed. I hope you're not expressing dissatisfaction."
"What's there to disapprove of?" she asked, holding up the skimpy underwear.
"Darling, keep that up, and I'm going to turn you over my knee and spank you before you put them on." James reached out and stroked Sarah's cheek. "Now, come on, off with your dress and try those things on. All but the collar. I'll put that on you myself."
Sarah stood up and turned her back to James. He took the cue and quickly slid the zipper of her dress down her back. She let it fall to the ground, then bent down and picked it up and laid it on the bed. She turned and stood before James wearing nothing but her high-heeled shoes. He picked up the panties and handed them to her. She stepped into them and slowly pulled them up her body, sliding them over her hips and into place.
"Hmmm…very nice, darling," James said. He walked around her to inspect the minuscule lingerie. It covered only her waist and thighs. The long slit down the middle exposed her bald pussy in the front and virtually all of her ass in the back. James stroked her ass as he walked around to face Sarah. "It's very flattering on you."
He turned to the bed and picked up the bra. He helped her into it, her arms passing through the loops, and clasped it in the back. Sarah reached up to adjust it in the front. James put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around so he could see her.
"Oh, baby, I think that'll do the trick," he said, staring at her breasts. The cups held her breasts up from below, accentuating her cleavage, while at the same time leaving them exposed. James cupped Sarah's breast in his hand and squeezed the nipple between his index and middle fingers. It puckered and hardened in his grasp. Sarah closed her eyes and bit her lower lip.
"Go look at yourself in the mirror, darling," James said, giving her a push. Sarah looked at herself in the mirror and her hands immediately went up to cover her breasts. She gasped, and looked over her shoulder at him. She kept one arm draped across her breasts to cover them, and put her other hand over her pubic mound to cover herself there as well.
"I might as well not be wearing anything."
"I know. Only this is better. Sexier. I'm going to have to congratulate Jimmy on his choice."
"I'm going to have to slap Jimmy's face."
"Now turn and look at the back, darling. It's quite a nice view."
Sarah turned her back to the mirror and looked over her shoulder at her exposed ass. She turned this way and that, then looked at James.
"Satisfied?" she asked.
"Oh, very. Now just one more thing to complete the ensemble." He picked up the black collar and held it out towards her with both hands. "Come here, darling, and I'll collar you for the evening." Sarah came to him and he wrapped the satin collar around her neck. He snapped it closed in front. It was a snug fit around Sarah's neck. She would probably feel it every time she moved her head. He turned her around and they both looked at her in the mirror. James stroked the collar as it lay against Sarah's pail collarbone.
"There now. You look every bit the wanton slut. Does it make you feel like one?"
"No. I just feel like I'm naked."
"And everyone will know you're mine," James continued, ignoring her. "This is the ultimate in control, you see? I don't need a leash or chain or anything to control you. Just my power over you is enough to bend you to my will."
"That's what everyone who sees this collar will think?"
"No, they'll probably think it's just another piece of jewelry, like any other necklace. But you and I will know, won't we?"
"We'll know you're delusional."
"Oh, am I?" James walked to the bed and pulled Sarah by the hand along with him. He sat down on the bed. When Sarah made to sit beside him, he instead pulled her across his lap and pushed down on her lower back until she was laying prone across his lap, her ass sticking up in the air. He took her arm and gently bent it behind her back.
"Still think I'm not in charge, darling?" he asked. He began stroking the back of her thighs with his hand, then squeezed each of her firm butt cheeks in his hand. "I think I need to give you a little reminder before we go out, just to make sure you don't forget." James swatted Sarah's ass with his open hand, resulting in a loud, satisfying slap. Sarah jumped a little on his lap, and he heard her gasp. He brought his hand down hard again, this time on the other cheek. He slapped her two more times on each cheek, not as hard as the first time. However, it still made the slap of skin against skin.
"Now, while we're out tonight, darling, I expect you to do as your told. You're not going to disappoint me, are you?"
"No."
"No, what?"
"No, I won't disappoint you."'
"I know you won't. You can get up now." He released her arm, and Sarah got off his lap and stood up. James put his hand on her now pink ass, and pointed to the mirror with his other hand. "Look, darling. Look at your ass. Behave yourself tonight, or I'll make it much redder than that when we get home."
"Yes, sir," Sarah said, and saluted him.
"Good. Now let's go and find a dress for you to wear so we can start our evening out on the town." They walked hand-in-hand into the closet. James started flipping through the dresses Sarah had hanging there. He pulled a couple of them out to inspect them, then rejected them and moved on. Finally, he came to an ankle-length dark blue dress. It had long sleeves, and buttons that ran down the front top to bottom. He held it against Sarah's body, pulling a sleeve out to the side to picture how it would look if she were wearing it.
"Yes…I think this is the one." He looked at Sarah, who seemed relieved that she would actually be wearing something that covered her up. "This way, no one will see what you have on underneath until we want them to." Sarah looked at him quizzically at the mention of someone else seeing her. He turned her around and pushed her towards the door. They returned to the bedroom, and James tossed the dress on the bed.
"Get dressed, darling, and come join me in the living room." James went to the living room and made himself another drink. The alcohol had worked its way into his system, giving him a pleasant buzz he didn't want to lose. He was delighted at how the night was going, and how he expected it to go from here. Sarah emerged from the bedroom as he finished his drink. She had buttoned all the buttons on the dress, leaving her sheathed from collarbone to ankle. James laughed.
"Nice try, darling, but do you really think we're going to go out with you looking like you're on loan from the convent?"
"What do you mean? You picked out the dress."
"I mean some of those buttons have got to go. Start at the bottom and work your way up until I say stop."
Sarah bent at the waist and began to unbutton the dress. She unbuttoned the first three quickly, then began slowly doing them one at a time while looking up at James. When she reached the point just above her knees James put out his hand and stopped her.
"Now start at the top and work your way down."
Sarah looked him in the eyes and opened the first button. After a moment, she opened the next button, bringing just the top of her cleavage into view.
"Come on, now, Sarah, we don't have all night. Two more buttons and we'll be ready to go." She opened the next two buttons. James walked over to her and put his hands on the collar and gently tugged it open. As he looked down, he could see the round globes of Sarah's breasts looking as if they were about to spill out of the top of the dress. Her nipples were only just hidden from his view. He knew that if she leaned forward just a little bit, he would be able to see them.
"Yes, I think that's good enough for now." He walked to the coat rack and got her coat. He held it up and she came to him and allowed him to slip it on over her shoulders. "Are you ready for your night to remember?"
"Why don't you tell me what you have in mind, and I'll let you know if I'm ready."
"Well, darling, we've explored a lot of fantasies, but we haven't explored the ultimate male fantasy yet."
"Do I dare ask what that is?"
"Oh, you know already. Being with two women at the same time."
"That's what you have planned for tonight?" Sarah asked, turning to look in his eyes, trying to see if he was serious.
"Yes," James said, opening the front door and gesturing for Sarah to walk through it. "Unless you'd like to call it off." Sarah stood there for a moment not moving, considering her options. Then she grabbed the coat and pulled it tighter around her shoulders and walked for the door.
"No…let's go," she said.
James ushered Sarah through the door and followed close behind. He opened her car door for her and got a lovely view of her legs nearly up to her crotch as she swung her legs into the car and her skirt fell open. He knew she was going to have to be very careful about keeping the skirt closed, or she'd be flashing some unsuspecting but very lucky passerby some time during the evening.
James remained silent as he pulled out of the driveway and out into the night. He had no intention of letting on where they were going. He wanted Sarah to sweat a little. Besides, knowing his wife as well as he did, he knew that at some point she wouldn't be able to contain herself any longer and would ask. He enjoyed the delicious silence, feeling her tension arcing across the bucket seats. James intentionally drove around in no discernible direction, and they had been in the car for about fifteen minutes when she finally spoke up.
"So, are you going to tell me?"
"Tell you what, darling?"
"You know what. Where are we going?"
"Do you really want me to spoil the surprise?"
"Yes. Spoil it."
"Now, darling. I don't want to starve your spirit of adventure." By now James had driven them back to the same area where Sarah had been to pick up her package at the adult bookstore. Sarah began to recognize some of the businesses and streets.
"We're not going to that same store again, are we?"
"No, darling. Just someplace close by." James pulled into a parking lot and parked and turned off the engine. The lot wasn't well illuminated, but they could see that there weren't many cars there. They appeared to have come to the back of the building, since there were no lights or signs that announced the name or type of business contained inside. James looked at Sarah, then picked up her hand and kissed the back of it. "Let's go have some fun," he smiled and said. They got out of the car and walked towards the building.
"You know, this is another place that Johnny suggested to me, so you have him to thank. I think I'll have you write him a nice thank-you letter for all his help."
"Yes, right after you write one to Cassandra."
"Of course. Then again, maybe our contributions to their bottom lines will be thanks enough."
They walked through the beat-up wooden door of the building and their noses were immediately assaulted with the smell of a strong disinfectant. The large foyer appeared to be clean, but there was something seedy about it. Maybe it was the suggestive artwork on the walls, near nude voluptuous women looking as if they were either about to have sex or had just finished. There was a burly man in a tight-fitting T-shirt sitting behind a counter just inside the door.
"It'll be five dollars each to come in. And we don't allow ladies to walk around unescorted."
"All right," James said, pulling out his wallet and handing the man some bills. "I'd also like twenty dollars worth of tokens for the booths."
"OK. There you go. Enjoy yourselves. The booths are down the hall. If the red light is on over the door, or if the door's locked, there's already someone in there."
James took Sarah's hand and led her down the hallway. The third room that they came to appeared to be free, and James slowly opened the door and peered in. Seeing, no one, he stood aside and let Sarah in, then followed her. As soon as the door closed, they were enveloped in near darkness. The only light was coming from behind a panel on the far wall. They could also hear the faint sound of some rhythmic music.
The room was large enough for both of them to move a few feet inside the door. There was a single chair near the wall, and a small shelf on the wall at about thigh height to James. There was also a metal box about the size of a child's lunch box on the wall to their right. There was a small knob mounted in the middle of it. It reminded James of the coin slot for the dryers at the old laundromat where he and Sarah had washed their clothes years ago before they had bought their first home.
James removed Sarah's coat and hung it on the hook on the back of the door, then did likewise with his own. They waited a moment for their eyes to adjust to the dim lights. Then Sarah gestured towards the single chair.
"Would you care to sit, or shall I?" she asked.
"I think we should both stand for the time being." James rummaged in his pocket for the tokens that he had purchased outside, and dumped them out onto the small shelf. He held one up for Sarah to see. "Ready?" He didn't wait for an answer. He put the coin into the slot on the coin box, and turned the small knob.
The wood panel slid upwards, and immediately the room was flooded with light from the larger room they now looked into. The music also became louder. James smiled as he heard Sarah's gasp at what she saw. Inside the room was a beautiful brunette, swaying to the music. Her hair was well past her shoulders, a raven black against her pale naked skin. She had large firm breasts, and her body tapered down to a tiny waist before flaring out sensually to her delightfully curvaceous hips. Her legs were long, lean and muscular. She wore only a black g-string, long black velvet gloves, and impossibly high stiletto heels. She was standing in front of one of the other panels, slowly grinding her hips for the customer therein, her hands grasping the frame on either side of the panel.
James stood behind Sarah and pushed her forward until her hips were almost touching the small shelf. She was only a few inches from the glass window they were looking through. She craned her head a little to get a better look at the dancer. James wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her back against his groin. Sarah reached back and grabbed his waist, her nails digging in as she continued to watch.
"What do you think, darling?" James asked.
"She's beautiful."
"She is, isn't she?"
Now that the panel had slid upwards, James saw that there was a small half circle opening had been carved into the wood at the bottom of the partition, making an opening much like the ones at movie theater ticket booths. James assumed it was for tips, and smiled, knowing he could put it to good use. He released Sarah for a moment and fished in his pocket for some bills. He laid the money down on the small shelf, then took a $10 bill and slid it through the slot.
"Now she'll dance for us for a few minutes," he said. He dropped another token in the coin slot. The dancer, seeing the money that James had slid through the opening, moved over towards them until she was directly in front of their booth. She bent down and took the money, tucking into the band of her panties. "Mmmm…look at her, Sarah. Isn't she wonderful?"
"Yes," Sarah whispered, her eyes looking straight ahead at the woman.
"Look at her breasts, darling. Imagine your hands on them, squeezing them and pinching her hard nipples." James was whispering in Sarah's ear now as he held her hard against his body. Both their hips were moving as they started to grind against each other. The dancer was swaying back and forth slowly to the music. "Would you suck them for me, baby? Would you do that for me if I asked you to?"
"Yes," Sarah hissed, the sound involuntarily popping out of her mouth before she had time to think.
"Would you stroke her tight little ass for me, baby? You know I'd love to see that."
"Oh, god," she moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder.
James brought his free hand up to caress Sarah's throat, then stroked her cheek. His hand slid down and he unbuttoned the next button on her dress. Sarah quickly grabbed his hand to stop him from going any further.
"What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?"
"She'll see me…"
"I know she will. It's only fair since you're seeing her."
"James, no…"
"Remember our little conversation earlier, darling?"
"Yes."
"And do you remember what I said would happen if you didn't do what I asked?"
"Yes…" Sarah said, and removed her hand from on top of his.
"That's wonderful darling," James said, and kissed Sarah's neck. She leaned back against him and moaned.
James slid his hand up the inside of Sarah's thigh, and she pressed back against his crotch with her ass. Then he quickly opened one of the buttons at the bottom of the dress. Sarah either didn't realize what he had done, or didn't care any longer. He slid his hand under her dress and stroked her pussy lips, eliciting another moan. He slid his middle finger into her pussy and found it sopping wet. He started sliding both his index and middle finger in and out of her, and using his thumb to brush her clitoris. Sarah was leaning back against him, and he put his free arm around her waist to support her weight so she wouldn't collapse. James was grinding against her ass, and she was sliding her hips up and down to rub against his erect prick through his pants.
James slid his hand down from Sarah's waist and unbuttoned another button. Now only one or two buttons was preventing her shaved pussy from being totally on display in her pink crotchless panties. James continued his work with his fingers, now completely burying his fingers inside her and wiggling them around. He found Sarah's g-spot and stroked it. She moaned and grabbed his waist with her hands as her knees buckled. James was supporting nearly all of her weight with his arm around her waist and his hand at her crotch.
Sarah righted herself and stood up on her own feet again. James slid his hand up her body and unbuttoned on of the buttons that was barely containing her breasts and keeping them from flopping out of the dress. Sarah seemed beyond caring about whether she was exposed now, grinding and moaning and trying to get off by pushing against James' fingers. She reached down and grabbed James' hand with her own, pushing his fingers even deeper inside her aching pussy. James could feel her spasms as she moved closer and closer to her orgasm.
The stripper continued her private dance for them, smiling down at Sarah. James knew that she had to be able to see Sarah's exposed breasts now, with the nipples swollen and hard. If he unbuttoned the last few buttons on the dress, Sarah would be totally exposed to the woman dancing topless on the other side of the thin pane of glass.
The dancer cupped her breast and held it out as an offering for them, only inches away through the glass. Then she turned around, spread her legs, and bent at the waist to look at them from between her legs. She stroked herself through her thin panties, running her fingers down the length of her slit. Then she brought them to her lips and sucked the tips for just a moment. She straightened up and grabbed the wall on either side of the panel and began thrusting her ass against the glass.
James reached up and pinched Sarah's nipple with his fingers. The front of her dress was now open nearly to the waist, and her breasts were fully exposed. Only three buttons remained to hold the dress closed, only just hiding Sarah's pink panties and her bald pussy from view. James had his fingers buried in her pussy, his thumb on her clit. His other hand was roughly palming her breast and he was pinching her nipple. Sarah's hips were moving in rhythm with his fingers as he slowly slid them in and out of her pussy. James could smell her arousal as it now permeated the small room they were in.
James slid his hand from Sarah's breast down to her waist. He quickly unbuttoned the last three buttons, and her dress fell open. When the dancer turned around to face them again, Sarah's body was fully exposed to the stripper's gaze. James knew that the stripper could see all of Sarah's charms now, her hard nipples and shaved pussy. The dancer smiled down at them. James put his fingers to Sarah's lips and told her to suck them. As she did so, the fingers of his other hand continued working their not-so-subtle magic between her spread legs. Sarah was stroking his cock through his pants now, her hand sliding quickly up and down on his engorged shaft.
"Just imagine it's her you're licking and sucking, darling. Look at how she's dancing just for you now. I can tell she wants you." James wondered if the dancer could here the conversation inside the booth. He slid another bill through the opening, and put two more tokens into the coin box while still fucking Sarah with his other hand. Sarah was now slowly swirling her tongue around his fingertips, and James knew she was thinking of licking the woman's clit as she did it.
The stripper crouched down in front of them and began stroking the inside of her thighs. She reached up to cup her breast with one hand, and lightly stroked her slit through her panties with the other. She looked directly at Sarah and smiled lasciviously. James felt Sarah tense up, and knew she was cumming all over his hands. She was biting her lower lip; James knew she was trying to be quiet in the small booth, embarrassed that someone might hear her moans. He pulled her ass back against his cock, trapping her hand between them as she squeezed his cock, and she finally let out a single loud moan. Her hand continued working up and down his shaft as she kept humping his hand and cumming.
Another dancer entered the room then. James saw her over the dancer's right shoulder as the new girl started to dance for someone in another booth. The girl at their booth, seeing the other dancer as well, stood up. She blew James and Sarah a kiss, waived goodbye, and left by the same door through which the other woman had entered. James and Sarah stood still in their embrace and James let his fingers slip from his wife's drenched pussy and rest on her stomach. A moment later the wood panel slid closed, leaving them once again in near darkness.
"Was that good for you, baby?"
"Oh my god, it was amazing."
"What were you thinking about when you were sucking on my fingers?"
"I was thinking about licking her."
"I thought so."
James turned Sarah around. Their faces were inches apart. He brought his fingers, still wet from her pussy, to her face and brushed them across her lips, leaving a wet trail of her secretions. Sarah licked her lips and tasted herself. James started kissing her wetly with his tongue, then slid his fingers into her mouth and they shared her taste between them on their intertwined tongues. Sarah moaned into his mouth and once again began stroking his cock through his pants. When she started to unzip him, James stopped her.
"Later, darling. We don't have time to do that in here."
"Let's go home. I'll do anything you want."
"No, no, darling. First, button up your dress the way it was when we left home. And don't try to sneak any extra buttons, or it'll be punishment time. Then we're going out to the main club and watch some of the live entertainment out there." He kissed her again, then stepped back. "Hurry up, now. You don't want anyone walking in on us, do you?" Sarah began quickly buttoning her dress up again. James noticed with amusement that she fumbled some of them badly before getting them closed, her fingers tripping over each other in her haste. He picked up the remaining bills from the shelf, but decided to leave the remaining tokens there for the next lucky customer.
They left the booth and continued down the long hallway in the opposite direction from where they had come in. As they walked further, the sound of the music was getting louder. At the end of the hall was another doorway, with a burly bald man with a Fu Manchu mustache and bulging biceps standing guard. James handed him some cash and the man pulled aside the heavy dark curtain to let them through.
James and Sarah walked into the dimly lit bar. There were tables situated around the well-lit main stage in the front with a fireman's pole in the center that went all the way to he ceiling. The stage's back wall was all mirrored, and a young slender blonde was currently dancing. She danced for men on one side, and then the other, squatting down in front of them and gyrating. James and Sarah found a table well away from the stage and near the bar. They sat down and ordered drinks. The blond continued her dance, making ample use of the fireman's pole and managing to squeeze cash from each of the men seated around the stage. When the music stopped, a DJ called for applause and she left the stage to scattered clapping.
Sarah was looking extremely uncomfortable as she sat sipping her margarita. Glancing around, James guessed she was the only female in the place that didn't work there in some capacity. There were several scantily clad waitresses walking around taking drink orders, as well as several women seated with men drinking. However, those women all looked as if they were fresh off the stage or about to go on, their ample cleavage, teased hair, and skimpy clothing giving them away.
James put his hand on Sarah's knee and gave her a reassuring glance, but then all comfort vanished as he began to slide it up her thigh, pulling her skirt along with it. Sarah grabbed his hand and stopped him as her skirt rode up her thigh and nearly exposed her to the men sitting around them. She quickly crossed her legs and pulled her skirt back down. James merely smiled at her.
Two more dancers came out and strutted their stuff, to the delight of the men, before James finally spotted the woman who had been dancing for them while they were in the booth. He didn't know if she would recognize them, but his doubts vanished when he made eye contact with her and she smiled knowingly back at him. Sarah missed the quick exchange, her back being to the woman and her eyes moving this way and that all around the room. It was only when the woman took the stage and began swinging around in her short skirt and tight fitting top that Sarah realized who she was. Sarah's hands were knotted tightly in her lap as she watched the woman dance.
Then she turned her eyes towards James. She was blushing bright red in embarrassment, and James knew she was hoping they would be leaving soon. He just smiled at her and turned his attention to the stage. The dancer had slowly and seductively removed her button-down top to reveal a wispy black bra that could barely contain her ample breasts. Every time she made a quick turn the short skirt flew up to give a brief glance at her matching black g-string panties. She had long, athletic legs that stopped at a firm tight ass. She appeared to be tan all over.
She danced for three songs, working her way back and forth across the stage and spinning on the fire pole. She had removed her bra and her skirt and bills of various denominations were stuffed into every available inch of her panties. She had a black garter on her left leg, and that too held bills.
After the music died, she quickly gathered her discarded clothes and walked off stage and through a door at the side. A few minutes later, she reemerged. She had re-donned her clothes, and touched up her hair and makeup. She started walking through the groups at the tables, greeting men she knew by first name and smiling and laughing. She didn't stop at any of the tables, however, until she came to James and Sarah.
"Would you like to buy me a drink?" she asked, beaming a 1000-watt smile at them.
"Yes. We'd like that very much," James said. She sat down and the waitress came and took her drink order. James also ordered another for both himself and Sarah.
"You're a marvelous dancer," James said. He looked at Sarah. "Don't you agree, darling?"
"Yes," Sarah said, avoiding eye contact with the dancer by looking down at her hands in her lap.
"You've obviously put a lot of work into it."
"Yes, I have. Thank you."
"I'm James, and this is Sarah. What's your name?"
"I'm Anna," she said, extending her hand to James. He took it and kissed it. She stroked his chin as she pulled her hand back. Their drinks arrived and they sat back and sipped at them.
"Would you like a private dance?" Anna asked, looking at James.
"Yes. How does that work?"
"We go into the back room, and then it's just me dancing for you with no one else watching."
"Mmmm…that sounds lovely, doesn't it darling? You'd like to see that, wouldn't you?" James was looking at Sarah, waiting for her to answer. After a moment's silence she looked up at him.
"Yes," she said, glancing at Anna and giving her a quick smile. "That would be nice."
"All right…let's go." She got up and led them through the tables and into the back room. This room was separated from the other room by a wall, though there was no door that closed it off. It was rather dark, the only illumination coming from the main stage area they had just left. James and Sarah sat down in chairs around a small table. They could still hear the music from the main room, but no one could see them from the main room without walking in to where they were. The three sat facing each other without speaking.
The music started up again and Anna stood up. She stepped up to James. Placing her hands on his knees, she spread his legs apart and stepped between them. She turned her back to him and began to undulate her hips, her ass only a foot away from his face. She continued rolling her hips then reached down between her legs and stroked herself. She looked over her shoulder at James and smiled. Then she looked at Sarah and threw her a kiss.
James pulled Sarah close to him, their heads almost touching. He whispered in her ear.
"Isn't she beautiful, darling?"
"Yes."
"Tell her. Tell her how beautiful she is. Don't be shy."
"You're beautiful, Anna," Sarah said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You have a wonderful body." Anna looked back at them over her shoulder and smiled.
"Thank you," she said.
"You'd like to kiss her, wouldn't you, darling?" James asked Sarah. Sarah turned her head to look at James. She had a serious look on her face, as if she were trying to determine whether he was serious. She didn't answer, but instead turned back to look at Anna.
"Unzip me, darling," James whispered in Sarah's ear.
"No, James, not in front of Anna. And someone else could walk in here any time."
"If that happens, you can zip me back up. Now unzip me." Anna continued dancing, acting as if she were oblivious to what was going on between James and Sarah. James knew that she could hear them talking, however. He wondered if she had seen this type of thing play out before in the club, and if so how many times.
Sarah cast a furtive glance at Anna. Seeing that Anna didn't seem to be shocked, she slowly put her hands on James' crotch. She unbuttoned the button on his pants, then slowly worked the zipper down.
"Now take out my cock."
"James…"
"Do it, Sarah…" James said, looking deeply in her eyes. Sarah shyly reached into the open fly of his boxer shorts and brought out his soft cock. She laid it against his shorts, and removed her hand.
"Come on, darling, touch me." Sarah moved her hand slowly back and took James' cock into her hand. She squeezed it gently. It slowly started to come to life and grow in her hand. James wrapped his hand around hers and slowly started sliding up and down. When he released Sarah's hand after a couple of strokes, she continued to jerk him off on her own.
Anna was now facing them as she danced. She glanced down to watch Sarah's hand sliding up and down on James' growing cock and smiled. Sarah buried her head in James' shoulder to shield her face, but her hand kept moving. Anna was now down to her bra and panties, the same black set she had been wearing before on stage. She slid her hands up her sides and cupped her breasts in her hands, pinching the nipples through the thin fabric of her bra. She reached behind her and unclasped the bra, sliding the straps off her shoulders as she brought her hands back to cup her breasts again. Now her hands were the only things holding the bra over her ample breasts. She turned her back to James and he watched as she took the bra off and held it at arm's length to her side.
"Go down on me, Sarah."
"James, no…I can't," Sarah said, as she looked at the doorway leading into the room.
"Come on, baby…suck me just a little. Feel how hard my cock is." James brought his hand up and twisted it in Sarah's hair. He pushed her head down toward his cock. Sarah fought him for a moment, then relaxed and slid down his body. She stared at his cock for a moment, then took the whole length into her mouth in one stroke, her hand still on the base of his cock.
"Mmmm…that's it, baby…" Sarah slowly began sliding her mouth up and down on James' now rock-hard cock. Soon she had it covered with her saliva. She used her hand to jerk him off as well as sucking him. James could feel his cock growing in her mouth.
Anna was dancing now in just her panties, her hands covering her naked breasts. She smiled knowingly at James. She glanced down occasionally to watch Sarah as she sucked James' cock. Then she would look up and lock her eyes on James, holding his stare. James was getting very excited as Sarah sucked his cock while the beautiful Anna tantalized him only a few feet away.
Anna slid her hands down to exposed her breasts totally, then pushed them together to enhance her cleavage. She slid one hand down her stomach and over her panties to cup her pubic mound for a moment. She threw her head back and moaned, pinching her nipple with her free hand. Then she turned away from him and offered her ass to James' view. She spanked herself loudly once on each cheek, turning them red for a second. She bent at the waist, and ran her hands up the inside of her thighs, then up and down the crack of her ass and over her slit. Now it was James' turn to moan. He put his hand on Sarah's head as she continued sucking his cock.
"Oh, darling, don't stop…I'm going to cum in your mouth." Sarah tried to pull up for a second, and James could feel her moan of protest against his cock as he held her head in place. She stopped for a moment, and then continued. "Don't swallow it, Sarah. Do you understand? I want to see my cum in your mouth."
Anna stepped forward then, and put her hands on James' thighs as she leaned in close to him. Her breasts nearly brushed the back of Sarah's head as she brought them to within inches of James' mouth, the nipples standing out provocatively. She brought her mouth to his ear and moaned sensually. Her breasts were nearly brushing against his lips as she moaned again in his ear. The stimulation was too much for James. He grabbed the back of Sarah's head.
"Oh, now, darling…I'm cumming…I'm cumming…" James' hips lifted off his chair, burying his cock even deeper into Sarah's warm wet mouth, and he began to cum. "Don't swallow it, darling…I want to see it… " Anna gave a deep, sensual laugh in his ear as James finished cumming. She gave him a small peck on the cheek and moved away.
"Let me see it, Sarah…let me see my cum in your mouth." Sarah opened her mouth, and James could see his pearly white seed on her tongue. He smiled and stroked her cheek. "Now swallow it, darling." He watched as Sarah gulped down his sperm. He smiled at her as she finished. Then he turned to Anna, who was now putting her bra back on.
"Would you like her to lick you?" he asked Anna.
"James…" Sarah gasped, grabbing his arm.
"Would you?" James asked again, never taking his gaze from Anna.
The dancer looked at Sarah, her eyes traveling up and down Sarah's body. She hesitated a moment, considering the prospect. James looked at Sarah and could see the tension around her eyes and mouth. She wasn't breathing as the dancer continued her appraisal. James wasn't sure what answer Sarah was looking for, or what the result would be if the answer were yes. The dancer looked back at James.
"I'd better get back out front. It's starting to get busy, and the owner likes us to spread it around," Anna said. She continued dressing.
"Oh, that's too bad. She really wanted to taste you, didn't you Sarah?" Sarah had been looking at Anna. She turned to James now, but didn't answer. James looked back at Anna.
"Could we look at your bare pussy? Just for a second. I'm sure Sarah wants to see what she's missing."
The dancer hesitated for a moment, then looked toward the door. Not seeing anyone watching, she very deftly pulled aside the thin fabric of her g-string and showed them her totally shaved pussy.
"Mmmm…isn't it lovely, darling?" James said, turning to Sarah. Her eyes were riveted to the woman's hairless slit, the tip of her tongue just showing between her parted lips. After a moment, the dancer covered herself again. Only then did Sarah return James' gaze. She didn't say anything, but she was blushing furiously.
"Thank you," James said as he handed the woman a twenty-dollar bill.
"You're welcome. I'm here most weekends. Come by some time when it's less busy, and we can talk again." She stroked James' cheek and kissed it as she walked by him towards the door. Then she shocked them both by taking Sarah's face in her hands and kissing her full on the lips. As she pulled away, she licked Sarah's lips with the tip of her tongue, their eyes locking for a second. She smiled at Sarah, then resumed her walk to the door. She looked back and blew James a kiss and gave him a wink as she walked out and left them there alone.
"I bet she could teach us a trick or two," James said, looking at Sarah and smiling.
"I think she just did."
"I hope you're not too disappointed, darling," James said, as he gingerly zipped up his pants.
"I hope you're not disappointed. You didn't get to watch us together."
"Oh, I got everything I'd hoped for, believe me," James said. He reached over and stroked Sarah's cheek. "Now I think it's time for us to be going. I'm assuming that you've got a big day planned for us tomorrow."
"You're right," Sarah said, smiling. "I've got a lot of things to do in the morning."
"Well then, let's get out of here." James and Sarah picked up their coats and went back into the main room. As they made their way to the exit, James caught Anna's eye and smiled at her. She smiled back and waived goodbye.
"You two certainly have gotten chummy," Sarah said.
"Well, maybe she enjoyed it as much as I did," James said, smiling at Sarah. "But probably it was the fifty dollars." They walked out of the building in silence, arm in arm. They got in the car and drove for home. When they were nearly there, James turned to Sarah and smiled.
"Can I tell you something darling?" he said. "I think you'd make a wonderful lesbian. Too bad we didn't get a chance to find out for sure."
"You just keep digging yourself in deeper and deeper, don't you, darling?" Sarah said, turning to look at him.
"Why whatever do you mean?" he asked, sounding totally innocent.
"OK, laugh now, darling. You won't be smiling tomorrow night." Sarah said, looking straight ahead. It was her turn to smile as she thought about what she had in store for James when she was in charge again.
