They'd only been dating a month, this was too fast. I'd only met Rachel a few times for about an hour each time. I mean she seemed nice but this was w...y too fast. I hadn't even met her daughters and I was still getting over the divorce. From what I saw. She was a nice woman in her early 30s. She had blonde hair with an hour glass figure and C cup breasts. Not that I was looking at her that way I just happened to notice. I looked out the window and saw a Mercedes pull up. I didn't get a chance. Now my wife is 49 and 10 months. She's excited on a Wednesday night, says she's just about to ovulate, knows the feeling, by Friday she'll be ovulating. May be her last chance at a 7th and her 2nd black c***d. I tell her to go for it, call Arthur. Arthur cancels his weekend plans, flies in Friday afternoon, we make arrangements for our 16 year old daughter to be away. We have dinner Friday night, wife says she's ovulating, her mucous is coming out, they leave for upstairs. I tell them I'll do. I continue to stare, she gets off in two stops, I lick my lips, I can taste her perfume, my mind working hard on creating mental images of her naked, my mind mentally undressing her for me, and I like what I am looking at. Dazing off in my perfect daydream, I feel eyes burning on me, I snap to and find her looking at me, I try to look away but those big blue eyes catch me and draw me in, one stop left, I see her looking at me, up and down, following her gaze. The train stops at her station, she. I’m a stripped here on the other nights.”I awkwardly did so, stuffing it in and quickly pulling away. Britney lowered her skirt back down and made another check across my shirt.“Now,” she began as she placed her hands on my chest, “please know that this is not standard for a lap dance. Don’t expect it of any other strippers unless you are lookong to get kicked out or roughed up by a bouncer. Or both. Understood?”“Yes, Ma’am,” I said reflexively. Her tone was just like Jess’ ... Her eye brows.
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