We said our goodbyes and as we walked to her car she mentioned that I looked pretty convincing and I should give stripping a try sometime. Of course I...laughed it off as impossible and as we headed home, or so I though!When we pulled into Fantasies Strip Club parking lot I got a little nervous and asked why she stopped. "We're going in"! No way! I stop in there once or twice a week and know a lot of the dancers. Of course I failed to mention that most of them know about Kristy, and we're always. He stopped after about an hour. By that time, he was all sweaty and tired. He sat on his bed for a while to cool off and looked towards my window. I had hidden myself behind the curtains well so I was sure he couldn’t see me. But this move told me that he must be looking at my window very often just in case he becomes lucky to see me in my underwear or less. That excited me somehow.Then he went to take a bath and I went to have mine too. I fingered myself during my bath and took good 20-25 mins. The entertainment was a daily live sex show, but one put on by the club members themselves. This was different and exciting to the couple so they decided to join, despite the fact that sooner or later they would have to put on a sex show themselves.The process of selection was random so any couple could be selected any night to provide the show. Bob and Linda were looking to add some new excitement to their sexual relations, which had grown to be somewhat routine lately. The idea of having sex. “Isn’t muttering to oneself a sign of old age?” she teased.Somebody is screwing with me. Surely I said nothing aloud, but I know damn well that I felt something touch my neck.Diana smiled at her husband before, “Ship.”“Yes, My Queen.”“What do you think about having someone work with the females, one on one, to become a friend and coach them with the language and other things which might help with their withdrawal from the drug?”“I think it is an excellent idea, My Queen.”“You’re thinking about.