Tonight, Gil wasn't in the audience but Catharine still found herself dancing up on the stage with him in mind until she suddenly noticed an especiall... sexy young hottie who was sitting 3 or 4 rows back in the crowd. From that moment on, that evening's dances were all basically done for him. And, Catharine hoped that her hot sexy dance routines would get her fucked by the evening's end.By the time Catharine came out onto the stage for her second show that night, she was already so horny that. I work for the Suffolk County Prosecutor’s Office in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am quite good at what I do. You see, someone’s got to put bad people in jail. And it’s what I do best. I am so good at my job that it scares people. I love my job but it’s not the only thing in my life. I’m also a loving husband and father. Recently, I lost the love of my life. I don’t think one can ever truly recover from that. I am referring of course to my dear wife Chantal Cavalier. A six-foot-tall,. She had very high standards. A seven was pretty good. And not given lightly. An eight was rare. A nine rarer still. And a ten. Well! Could that even exist?Often she wondered about what would have happened if she'd included her on-stage sex in her total. What would that have done? And would that be cheating? Would that make her an entry into the Guinness Book of Records? But they didn't really have that kind of thing in there. Or did they? She wasn't sure. But she wasn't sure she'd want her. And now you decide not to check out an ass?" "Hello, Marianne. It looks like our team's winning. I hope that doesn't mean extra mess to clean up. I'll stay after to help either way." I feel those stirrings much stronger down below now. The fool! I'm not trying to get into Marianne's shorts. I'm looking her right in the eyes as I'm talking to her, and hoping that my growing bulge is concealed in my relaxed fit jeans. "Hi, Gerald. That's okay. It's not a bother. I've grown used to Mike hosting.