” I replied just as firmly.“I sure hope not. I’m in the mood for someone to be not nice to me.” She replied, a challenge in her voice.“Well,...let’s see what you got then sweetie.” I returned her challenge. She grinned at me devilishly and slid off the couch and between my legs. I could tell that she was used to the sex kitten act making men melt and eat out of her hand.She was in for a surprise.She nimbly unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. I couldn’t deny that her body was hot and toying. Melanie sighed. ‘When are you going to do that? You’re working too much as it is,’ Melanie reminded Jason as he began kissing her gently. Melanie closed her eyes as Jason began unbuttoning Melanie’s shirt. ‘Jace, you haven’t eaten yet,’ Melanie protested. Jason slid the shirt down Melanie’s arms. ‘I’m not hungry, at least not for food,’ Jason rumbled, trailing kisses down Melanie’s neck and chest as he reached a hand past the waistband of Melanie’s skirt. ‘God Mel, you’re beautiful,’ Jason. The door fee would be $25. I filled out the application form, and noted a whole load of “The undersigned agrees to blah blah blah” legal mumbo-jumbo, and who reads that stuff? I signed and paid my $75. I was handed a ticket with 24 printed on it. The show had yet to start. I glanced at the stage, and noted two things: there wasn’t a pole for the dancers, in the middle of the stage there was a chez-long. ‘Different’ I thought. I walked to the bar and ordered a large Bourbon on the rocks and took. In the mean time I had put my hands on her thighs and didn’t try to hide it. I could see that man eyeing my movements of my hand on my wife’s thigh. I could see that to make place between her legs she crossed her leg leaving some space between her legs , in this process she rested her crossed leg on this man’s thighs, he was red , not with anger but with lust. At that moment he didn’t do anything. In the mean time I was caressing her thighs and on her belly her hands were caressing my neck and.