She was blocked in so I thought I'd come collect you.” “That dress belongs up there on the floor, I'm surprised you ladies aren't dancing.” “W... have been, on and off.” She grabbed my free hand and started to lead me to the corner booth. As she did, she pulled my hand against her ass. I assumed it was unintentional so I didn't react. I was focused on not spilling my drink as she dragged me along. “Look what I found Connie.” There, sitting in the center of the large round booth was Connie. All I. There is nothing wrong with using them.? Despite his calm demeanor, I was just too embarrassed to talk about it. Looking at the plugs, I felt both scared and excited thinking about wearing them in public. Just talking about owning one had caused a rush of emotions. I definitely wasn’t thrilled about the plug for my back end but somehow even that left me feeling a little tickled. My gut instinct told me this was too overwhelming and embarrassing to do yet seeing Alex’s casual attitude. Fucking naked. Her ass bare.My cock sprang up, the fasted it ever had. It stretched a tent into my jeans."I'm sorry miss," and I went to go out. She stopped me. My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest."You're already wet. And I can't let anyone know you were here. You'll have to stay quiet."She bent down and started taking my jeans off."What the fuck are you doing?" Well we have to get you out of those wet clothes."She tugged at my jeans and pulled them off with my boxers all. He had set up in another office at the same company, just in another state. A transfer in haste in order to keep him working for them. ‘Ben came here? Wow. Never would have thought that ol’ Ben would come to a joint like this.’ ‘Yeah, well he only came a couple of times you know. Don’t think he cared for it or us dancers’ Sarah was talking like just one of the dancers instead of his wife. It dawned on me that she was fishing for information on Ben. ‘Prim and proper Ben in a strip joint. Man.