I was so turned on as she walked right past me naked and holding Dave’s hand. Dave gave me a big smile as they walked by. I stayed behind a few minu...es and then walked up to our bedroom door. The door was wide opened as I heard “Come on baby. You can take more of it! Suck it!”I watched as my wife was on her knees in front of Dave who was now totally naked. His whole body had a beautiful brown tan. Even his tight ass was tan. My wife was going at his cock like some kind of slut as she took as. I put on hoop earrings, and highlighted my lips to plump them to announce their ability to suck a golf ball through a garden hose.We arrived at the club early as Momma always did, she prepared for her routines and chatted with the other dancers and club workers. I was shown to my box at the front of house and told my duties. I was to stamp hands and take coats. I was to call cabs when people were to drunk to drive. I was to tag coats and hang them up. I was then to take those tags and. Main itni thak chuki thi ki kya batau! Main kha peekar jaldi so gayi. Baad mein do dino tak mera shareer dard de raha tha!(BTW main woh chhuri wapas kitchen mein rakhna bhool gayi thi. Kuchh dino baad jab ma chhuri dhoond rahi thi tab chup chap jagah par rakh di. ;) )Uske baad jab jab plumber ki zaroorat padti thi ghar mein, tab tab main ghar pe nahi hoti thi. Jaan bujhkar nahi, college ke wajah se. Finally, ek din jab woh aaya tha Ambu (humara pehle wala plumber) ke saath, tab family ghar pe. I raised my hand to clear it, and a number of things became clear all at once.The thing tickling my cheek was hair. The woman in the dressing room was not mimicking me. There was no woman in the dressing room. Wait, scratch that. There was no _other_ woman in the dressing room. What there was in the dressing room was a mirror.I was the woman.I stumbled forward a step, pressing my hands up against the glass. The face that I had been obsessing about for the last three days was right there in the.