Well, we went to a strip club one night – her, her friend and the guy she was seeing. I’m in fucking heaven; the d**gs and booze were working thei... magic…and the pussy was coming later. All I had to do was enjoy the fuck out of myself.We’re fucking around, having fun, watching stripper after stripper – my dick hasn’t gone down since we entered the place. This nice, slim stripper came on stage with nothing but a G-string on and began doing her thing. The sexy high-heels she had on made her legs. The next couple already had an age disparity, the man greying in his 50s, the buxom woman a redhead in her 20s, but they had a queen sized bed and were clearly intent on using it as they frantically worked to disrobe each other“Isn’t that your mayor?” Mr. Green asked.“Yes he’s a regular guest here,” Elise said.“I don’t think that’s the mayor’s wife,” he speculated about the redhead.“Well, we pride ourselves on discretion at The Tamarind, “ Elise said noncommittally.“They must have forgotten to. I decided to let a few days pass before making my next move, and jerked off several times for three nights as I lay in bed burning up with lust. On the fourth morning I came downstairs and was pleasantly surprised to see Maggie standing at the kitchen sink, raw sexuality simply spewing out of the lime green, very sheer knee length night dress I had bought her. “How fast the days fly, I didn’t realize it is Thursday already; luckily I have you as a reminder.” I said as I drew close behind. She’s quickly on the bed too. Straddling my legs, Jayne fumbles at my belt buckle and then unzips my flies and pulls frantically at my trousers. I help her pull them down to my knees, and then her attention turns to my boxer shorts. Grabbing them either side of my hips, she quickly tugs at them and whips them down my legs to also rest at my knees, leaving my cock to spring upwards to attention. “Fuckin’ hell, John!” she grins, and I have to admit it’s done me proud on this occasion. Eyes fixed.