There was one guy sitting by the front. A busty blonde stripper was on stage grinding with the pole. A couple of other strippers walked in and out of ...he dressing room. She hoped she could pass for one of them, so she took off her top. Threw it to the side and was now wearing only a bra, garters, stockings, and heels. She walked towards the sides, trying not to attract attention to herself, before arriving at the table where the one customer was sitting. He looked drunk and dirt poor, but she. He pushed me forward over the work top, he lifted the back of my robe, l felt his cock nudging against my bottom, l said “Not in there, l’m not ready, in my pussy.” He changed position and his cock went between my thighs and into my cunt. His hands went back to my tits and he started fucking me. He said he had been horny for me all day, he said Mum had told him what they had done together, he asked if l’d enjoyed it. I said it had been wonderful.Just then l heard the floor boards creak. He then saw the wet red vest draped over the back of the chair, his wet khakis draped on another chair, realizing his clothes were far from drying.Wilma was humming into Chester’s ear, her hands on his ass as they swayed in each others arms, taking tiny steps, her hands on his ass encouraging him to lower his hand to her ass--which he did, feeling the soft roundness through her robe, his erection rubbing against her body, his arousal becoming more intense, not sure what to do about it then. Ramya: That’s the task, darling. That’s why I have said without panicking her, you should do this. There is no reason to fear. Even if she sees your boner in the pant, she can’t complain. You aren’t exhibiting it to her directly. Also, handling maids is one of your strong suits. Don’t worry. You will do very well.Me: You are a bad wild cat.Ramya checked again to see if she was there. She signaled to me that she was there. I took a deep breath, saw the maid. She was probably in her teenage and.