Pretending nothing had happened, we marched out of the cooler and went on with our day. I thought this would be a one time never-speak-of thing, so I ...lew it off. It was never spoken of, because words did not cause this fling to continue, but silent gestures, bodies barely brushing together, and the need to work discreetly in that cooler. We made quick make-out sessions, I lavished my tongue across her thick bottom pout, I copped a feel of her generous booty, but she remained passive with her. I felt completely naked, well I was almost. He grinned at me and I knew he knew that I was naked under the dress. He led us out of his office and down a corridor. He said ‘Look, this Arab is rich. He is seriously rich. He’s a Prince in a royal family. You’re going to get a lot of money to dance for him, but keep him happy. Just do whatever wants. He spends a fortune here at the club and just keep him happy. Francisco led us to a door. He unlocked it, opened it, we went in and Francisco stayed. Then I heard movement in the row directly behind me and over by the wall. As I looked in that direction, I was surprised to hear a woman's voice whisper, "Would you like to move back to our row and play?" She was sitting next to a man with his pants down around his ankles, her hand on his hard cock.I quickly moved to the seat next to her. She told me her name was Jenny and the man was her husband Johnny. She said she had a fantasy of seeing him with another man, and after a few drinks at the. After that I wasn’t really feeling the vibe, so I went back upstairs into the general socialization area. Toni was sitting alone on a chair. As I walked by he called out to me to come over to him. I walked over to him and we began talking. He told me it’s been awhile since I was here and that if I was ready to go into a private room with him. I hesitantly told him “uhmm I’m not sure. I’m not feeling too much in the mood tonight” . He told me he was sure that he could get me in the mood. I.