It paid pretty well too--most of my customers were businessmen staying in the hotel and they tipped well since they could just charge it as a business...expense. It was a pretty laid back environment as far as bars go and I never had to deal with fights breaking out or sloppy drunks (with a few notable exceptions).I was single at the time and, being an attractive young woman, often got hit on by my customers. I usually turned them down citing the hotel's official rule forbidding employees from. Lacey asked if I was okay with that. It surly didn't take me long to agree with their plan.I won the following hand. I came up with an idea that I thought fit the new rule change. I told Erica that I wanted to see her rub her nipples against Lacey's nipples. She hesitated a bit, but Lacey jumped right up. She placed her hands on Erica's hips and pulled her in. I was awestruck! I was watching Erica pelvis to pelvis with another woman. Lacey pressed her breasts into Erica's, and they began to rub. I’m a bundle of nerves, the intoxicating mix of excited anticipation and anxiety overpowering. But I’m also filled with this nagging self-doubt. If only she knew what was planned. And that’s my dilemma. I know that she’d be horrified. I’m mum. I cook and clean and organise their lives. I’m their rock. If she had even the smallest inkling of what possibly lay ahead for me today, that bond, that trust, would be broken, maybe beyond repair. I don’t even know how I’d start to explain. He was left wearing a G-string. Soma’s face was a foot away from his bulge. The sexual tension in the room suddenly grew thicker. Nobody moved for what seemed like a minute. However, something else was moving. All watched silently as the cock grew until it strained the flimsy material of his G-string. I found my decent mom genuinely surprised. The ladies were glowing in sexual energy. Only mom was in control. I found myself too growing in arousal.He began to dance slowly, rotating his hips in.